Maria Mitea

Maria Mitea Poems

it is a shadow

of the tree
dark lighting

I thought today
how is it like to have
in the winter, the soothing sea
lying at your feet

I want to live in a world,
where I can smile,
I want to live in a world,
where I can cry,


as I go up and down the stairs,
the rain stopped abruptly as if struck by lightning,
the breath of spring deflowers my lungs,
I see two eyes bathing in the outpouring of sounds,

speak to me like the sea, and
i did speak to you like the sea, but
when i opened my eyes and looked better
you were not there anymore

like a wind that burns your chest
we did it again
we did it the same

in the middle of the night, when you can't stand the light of the cross,
let the groan of your body caress the dreams of the water,
with the tears of your fruit, flood the earth when
your bleached lips untie the prayer of the mind,

in an even more distant land
where love is a devil eating chains
at a big banquet
hope, a hungry wolf admiring him with lust,


is the only woman who opens our eyes
so we can see life
under the furrow

i close my eyes
to see you i close my eyes,
the world suddenly is leaving


And juicy-tender, like

let us go,

let us go, gentle,

I know, you've got scars that can be seen with an open eye,
and yet, when I look at your long curls like stalactites, I wonder
why don't you tell me more, I know for sure, you'll have fun seeing my relatives,
hope the numbness in your right hand is gone,

i will not blind you,
and I will not strike you with my brightness,
if you want to find me
you will always find me in the same place, on its axis

We'll have to choose dear
we shall
to choose not between the colors of the sky or the earth,
religion and God

I received a ticket to the land of never happened,
not knowing how to find its non-end
I flew until landed on an eyelid,
- you were standing still,

and i pretended to be the air, warm wind gently moving behind his ears,
ruffling his hair, touching his eyelids,
smoothly entering his chest, making him believe that he was breathing, and i again
pretended to be a flower, a beautiful flower, calmly waiting,

bury my lips in the buds of the rain
until the leaves don't turn yellow on the nipples of the clouds
bury them so I can't say a word
and die thrown into the sky


if we don't love now
fall on our knees, now

I feel your shivers nestling inside me,
I feel the trace of your embrace, I want to cry
In the midst of old dreams, I wonder
And I don't wonder, I run, and I don't run,

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The Best Poem Of Maria Mitea

The Child Of The Sun

it is a shadow

of the tree
dark lighting
at the zenith of the day, tasting
the sweat on man's forehead

the child of the sun
it is a shadow

of grass
opaque existence
angle of light
in the calmness of the earth

the child of the sun
it is a shadow, silently
following the man
to the water spring
in the valley of springs,

the mother sun
quenches its thirst
with the tears of the earth,

the child of the sun
it is a shadow

Maria Mitea Comments

Thomas Case 21 July 2021

Your poetry is brilliant.

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Maria Mitea 19 June 2022

THank you THomas! It means a lot to me your words of appreciation! I say about your poetry that is Touching Touching Touching. How is writing in the last month? Did you do more reading videos on youtube? : )

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