Bucket List – Prologue
We change… believe you me or not, it’s true!
It is the thing that we all humans tend to do
when finishing another chapter of our lives,
when only what is worthy in our soul survives.
I’ve noticed I have changed myself, of late
for I have turned against my hallow, messy fate.
Prioritising caught a new and broader meaning
and now my life seems less and less demeaning.
Do my pursuits in life remain the same, I wonder,
my purpose reached a greater state, or humbler?
I’ll never know until I change again, I fear…
and up until that point it all remains unclear.
Up until now, my bucket list remained unwritten,
but, as I steer away from tracks already beaten,
I find the will to finally sit down and try
to fill a list of things I want… to do before I die.
septembrie 19, 2011 la 8:54 pm
EU
Eu sunt nebun,
Ar fi corect sa recunosc acum,
Ca poreclita arta in engleza,
Este mixtura, ca o maioneza.
Si sunt un trist,
Mereu am un mesaj artistic plin de spume;
Stiu doar sa scriu intruna stihuri de onanist;
Si oricum eu cred ca poezia presupune….
Doar rima obosita si alune.
Un pamflet trebuie tratat ca atare. Oricum, stii… pocituri ca prezentele se pot scrie in circa 4 minute, cu optiune de prelungire pana la 7, maxim 8.
septembrie 19, 2011 la 9:22 pm
om bun.. nu te-a rugat nimeni sa tratezi nimic ca … nimic.. ma bucur pentru tine ca esti nebun si trist si onanist si ce mai vrei tu
spor la tot ce vrei tu sa fii in continuare
eu te sustin.
o seara fana sa ai
septembrie 19, 2011 la 11:45 pm
Nu am tratat nimic, nici nu am pretins ca m-a rugat cineva s-o fac. Catalogam ce am scris ca fiind pamflet.