DANIELA MARIAN
Longings
The song of the
birds
I mourn the deer,
The springs mourn
death,
The pits are in
mourning
Decibel’s longing
He would like to
to come
To unite The
Territory of Dacia
The is sad sun,
The sunset is
hungry,
The moon is gone,
She's hiding in
the galaxy.
People are
waiting their turn,
Time is
wandering...
Run to the
hourglass,
Thoughts are
moments,
It collapses
memories ...
We'll be back
again,
Maybe in a
butterfly ...
Let's hug
Dear Romania
Dear Mother
Earth.
© Daniela Marian
Autumn Yellow
I dressed
spectacularly in the frantic autumn gold
I touched the
delicate leaves with my fingers in the gentle breeze
I painted them on
the cheeks of children running happily
Among apples and
pears in the frantic game and crystalline laughter
I took a pumpkin
from the pile left by a bridge
The bridge of
light divides the fruits of the autumn basket
Autumn is rich
and not stingy
She is magical.
The sun's rays
sprinkled yellow pumpkins with warm balm
Let the butter in
them taste good for healthy grains as well
The Romanian flag
was tied to a towering tree on the hill
The silk cloth
was worn on the arms of the wind with
Red yellow and
blue tricolor wings.
It reminded me of
my childhood when I was so happy
I was fond of
pumpkin pies made by my mother.
The autumn yellow
remained in my tabs with memories
In images of
splendor in the silence of the quiet days since then
They are
carefully stored in the box carved by my grandfather from the basil room with
the holy icons on the wall and a lighted candle for my loved ones gone to a
better world.
Autumn yellow
lured me to wear dresses like her
I adorned myself
with earrings from its yellow and reddish leaves
The years passed
like dewdrops on autumn fruits aroma
in the richness
of full baskets.
© Daniela Marian
"Duck" Dance
It Was Once A
Love Story
You were
wonderful
as a teenager at
20 and she at 19
Sparks came out
of his green eyes
And they met her
brown eyes
She and He fell
in love at first sight
A vivid memory
remained in his soul
from the soft
touch of the innocent kiss
to the rhythm of
dance music
He touched her
palms with his palms
seduced her with
lightning
whispered words
of love to her
He wove them in
the "Duck" dance
Funny and
nostalgic without caring.
The years of purity
passed quickly
They passed like
leaves on trees in autumn
They touched
their sun-reddened cheeks
from spring
In the summer
they were tanned by the hot rays
I was indifferent
at the time
The present was
the Universe that witnessed
the pure touch of
love.
Another girl
separated them.
Souls love each
other continuously as a the
inexhaustible
flows.
©Daniela Marian
DANIELA MARIAN
DANIELA MARIAN - born in Roznov, Neamt from Romania;
Hobbies: She has been passionate about poetry and painting since she was a
child. She has published poems in volumes protected by copyright through ISBN
publishing houses approved by the National Library of Romania. She published
volumes of poetry with authors in India and authors from Romania. She has also
published poems with several authors from the country and abroad with whom she
has collaborated excellently. Her writings have been published in various
literary magazines and anthologies, circles from the country and abroad. She
received diplomas and certificates of appreciation and excellence for poetry
from various national and international literary competitions. She gets
involved in various volunteers for people in difficulty, especially children,
for whom she is a financial donor. She is a promoter of environmentalism, peace
and harmony.
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