SAVU
ELENA-CORINA
DIFFERENT
They told me that you, for a while,
are hiding in a book
And since then, I've begun to read
everything
But the more I read, the more you
hide from me
And when I start another book, then
you will tell me:
I'm not like those you read about,
You know, you hear them or you've
seen them
I'm the one you cringe
In thoughts, in the night...
different.
I'm not a dream shopkeeper,
Who is standing under your eyelids
I'm the one to be with you
Like longing, secret, desire...
different
A sheet with a sheet you touch my
body
Hidden among the covers that
protects me from the world
And even if I do not fulfill your
dream
Under your little fingers, I have
both name and face.
Many read me, few know me, one or
two understand,
And they ask me about you
I tell them, how loud I can, that
you for me
You're part of the whole.
Unless you call me by name
As no one else can do
I will answer you even though I am
a bit distraught
It's me, tell me you, but...
different.
© Corina Savu 2019
MOONLIGHT
On days the wind shakes the windows
I’m just staring
Even on the road with blowing
leaves
I’m just mindlessly walking.
Moonlight, this night,
When the light goes away
I’m thinking:
Yeah, I’m a spring for someone,
winter for someone,
It’s over for someone, it’s the
first time for someone,
I’m happy to someone, I’m soul to
someone,
A lullaby to someone, sometimes a
noise,
In this moonlight I’ll be with you!
Your birth and your end,
Please lean on me once in a while
and rest.
But...
All the things that stayed in your
time,
Now hurt me so much.
On a moonlit road,
Even the flower petals were always
beautiful.
That’s how much more my longing
will grow for you.
This thick night,
After it passes,
Even the cold times will pass us by
Yes, that’s good enough for me.
© Corina Savu 2019
RAINFALL RHYTHM
Outside, lightning burns a skyline
And tears of rain are unclear
Seconds of melted hours and souls
tightened in their hands.
My eyes are covered in the dark
I wrote to you lately, as usual,
And I'm still writing to you on the
rainfall rhythm
What kindle my soul, a dazzling
flame.
Forgive me, nothing has a motive!
And maybe it all seems chimeric,
But my memories are fierce and calm
Yours filled with bitter regret
Fools on your chess board, what
else can I hope?
Black letters fall, burning with
the fire of their file
I write to you that you are an
unfulfilled dream,
Predicted in a sentence that is my
destiny,
The merchant sells me love breaks
On cold February mornings.
I should have drawn my life in your
hand
Even if my hand had died,
I would have forgiven myself!
In front of you I would not have
written, I would have succumbed.
I would have seen you without
blinking, I would have smiled,
But our fate has sewn us, crooked
And it froze us in February with
frost
So much so that we no longer feel
any happiness
And the crows would have made our
hearts a feast
A torture... would have been
terribly hurt.
However, I am writing to you now,
when my words are fragile.
But they are not
They waved
They suffocated.
I've been looking for them,
I recited them, but they did not
come.
I'm trying to write to you
tomorrow, under heavy rain drops
And hoping you could come.
© Corina Savu 2019
SAVU ELENA-CORINA
SAVU ELENA-CORINA: Country: Romania. Born in October
1988, Plopeni, Romania. Graduated the Faculty of Letters and Science of
Petroleum-Gas University, Ploiesti, Romania. The first published paper is
titled Functions of law. Her passion for writing materializes with the advent
of the novel plucked „Aripi smulse” („TornWings”) a novel in two volumes
appeared in 2016, published by Smart Publishing. In 2016, her work „Cuplul, în
căutarea paradisului pierdut” („The couple, in search of the
lost paradise”) is included in the anthology of the same name, published by
Karta Graphic. In 2016 appears her work „Lumi adiacente” („Connecting Worlds”),
included in the anthology Jurnal de călătorie
(Logbook) and in 2017 her work „The tears of nature” appeared in the
international anthology Nature 2016. The best award in her career was a 3th
place in international anthology Nature 2018. Also, numerous participations in
creative-writing workshops.
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