Marieta Maglas

Veteran Poet - 1,936 Points (19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)

Marieta Maglas Poems

1. Serenading Spirits 1/16/2010
2. The Reason Behind Feelings 2/13/2010
3. Passing Of Time 3/8/2010
4. Love 4/19/2010
5. T-Senryu-A True Friend 6/10/2010
6. T-Senryu-His Best Friend 6/10/2010
7. T-Senryu-Life 6/10/2010
8. T-Senryu-The Eye 6/10/2010
9. T-Senryu-Things 6/10/2010
10. T-Senryu-Ineluctable Destiny 6/10/2010
11. T-Senryu-Self-Reliant 6/10/2010
12. T-Senryu-The Flame 6/10/2010
13. T-Senryu-Hate 6/10/2010
14. Only With You 6/12/2010
15. Our Love 4/19/2010
16. Still Loving You..... 6/21/2010
17. X-Haiku-Existence 6/21/2010
18. X-Haiku-Memories 6/27/2010
19. Blue Movement 7/3/2010
20. W-Haiku 1 7/3/2010
21. W-Haiku 2 7/3/2010
22. Z-Haiku-I 7/2/2010
23. X-Haiku-Greenhouse Windows 7/5/2010
24. X-Haiku-Atmospheric Clue 7/5/2010
25. Older Than This Tree 7/15/2010
26. Nothing More 7/15/2010
27. Your Words 7/15/2010
28. Uncertainty 7/15/2010
29. My Solitude 7/15/2010
30. Total Balance 7/15/2010
31. The Intersection 8/4/2010
32. The Colored Spin Wheel Of Death 8/4/2010
33. Simple 7/15/2010
34. The Meeting 7/15/2010
35. Love's Illusion 7/15/2010
36. Z.Haiku-The Cause 8/8/2010
37. Z.Haiku-God 8/8/2010
38. Z.Haiku-Consciousness 8/8/2010
39. Z.Haiku-Kids 8/8/2010
40. Z.Haiku-Silkworms 8/8/2010
Best Poem of Marieta Maglas

Latina Time

This game is the way in which slaughter becomes an end in itself.

Acta est fabula plaudite
The play has been performed; applaud!

Surely, less obvious ways exist
The Darkness seeks to manipulate us into its service.


Actus non facit reum nisi mens sit rea.
The act is not guilty unless the mind is also guilty.


Once all of them have won a very special princess prize,
the game is over....
and they will never buy another one.....

Alis grave nil.
Nothing is heavy to those who have wings

And maybe we cannot understand what's going...

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The Raven Of Edgar Poe

We need only time

To undergo metamorphosis....

The girl and the old woman

Keep an eye on each other;

The raven screams, solemnly:

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