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Marieta Maglas
Marieta Maglas
(19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)
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Marieta Maglas Poems
- Latina Time This game is the way in which slaughter becomes ...
- Your Words Of Love I have seemingly missed your words of ...
- +10-10=0 If we combined The perfectly good and the perfectly...
- Shadow Of Life I am a victim and you know that I know ...
- A Delicate Rainy Morning If I felt that you had been here, ...
- A Princess Of Romanian Folk Di... Romania is in mourning. A ...
- Kiss My Soul If that morning would be my ideal incredible ...
Marieta Maglas was born in Romania and she graduated the University of Medicine in 1987.
Ardus Publications, Sybaritic Press, Prolific Press, and some others published the poems of Marieta Maglas in anthologies like Tanka Journal, edited by Glenn Lyvers, The Aquillrelle Wall of Poetry, edited by Yossi Faybish, A Divine Madness: An Anthology of Modern Love Poetry, edited by John Patrick Boutilier, Near Kin: A Collection of Words and Art Inspired by Octavia Estelle Butler, edited by Marie Lecrivain, Three Line Poetry #25, edited by Glenn Lyvers, ENCHANTED - Love Poems and Abstract Art, edited by Gabrielle de la Fair, and Intercontinental Anthology of Poetry on Universal Peace and Love, ... more »
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''When nature suffers because it is destroyed by human activities, the notion of beauty is really losing its meaning, because nothing is more aesthetic than the natural beauty.''
Quote about nature
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''When the lie and the truth are two trenchant weapons, they are at the risk of becoming downright uncertainties.''
Quote about truth
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...
Not your average poetess by any means, not only is her poetry perfect but I find her incredibly intelligent and her voice in poetry is unique in the truest sense of the word! , when I see her posting a poem...It’s like a piece of chocolate that I can’t reaist! ! !
great...shall i say a few words,
to praise thee O lady,
you're the one, the natures beloved, .
to make all smile and happy...
Reading her love poems any one cannot fail to kiss her! She sways all by her loving words. No doubt, she will be appreciated for all her love poems of all other kinds of poems she has written ever. Marieta Maglas's latest Poetry Anthology called Geneza Visurilor will certainly establish her as a nice Romanian poet in her beloved country!
I have missed you since you got thrown off of Poetfreak
sounds really great. you are showing your emotions nice. you will have great future in poetry. i invite you to read my poems. as a friendly look.
You are a wonderful writer on earth. I love your style of writing.
I read your poems often because I want to give my pen strength
by reading your poems. We live other part of the world but our pens
make us close. Best wishes
Hugs & love
Ravi
You are a wonderful writer on earth. I love your style of writing.
I read your poems often because I want to give my pen strength
By reading your poems. We live other part of the world but our pens
Make us close. Best wishes
Hugs & love
Ravi
her name
by jadia4708au
“Marieta, Mareita, I uttered her name”
I was half awake and felt little shame
She was only few days close
I had chance with few nice moments to choose
Very nice face and silent nature
She may be looking like moon for sure
I told about this aspect to her
She was elated and same thing told me later
She was all set for best drive
Shape the destiny and relive
I found her best of all
She was beautiful, elegant and tall
I saw her in full blossom
In such scene she was seen seldom
She was behind curtain
Just staring with one in pain
Her eyes spoke of everything
Whole world reflected in eye and spoke of something
I tried to deep below but got no where
She may not allow me to dare
Dear, you are best and intelligent
As divine rose and heavenly sent
I need your company and want to present
Before world with head down words bent
She is unsure of my proposal
But I hope it may be met with approval
She is all for me and I have read those signals
I hope to sail through without any troubles
Louis Rams:
MARIETA MAGLAS_ THE POETESS
Marieta Maglas - a poetress oh so rare
for every poem that she writes
a video will be there.
she has a spiritual talent that will
make the coldest heart sing.
and with each poem, the joy that it brings.
so when you are feeling down and depressed
and no one to turn to.
turn to Marieta- her faith will pull you through.
Self-introspecting poem. The noble souls thoughtful people delay their action as it happened in the life of Hamlet(Shakespeare's hero) . He cries: 'Conscience does make cowards of us all'. As you live with dreams like a shadow, a pall of gloom prevails in some lines.Why this shadowy living? You want to throw out worthless things.you are not an introvert. I have to read some of your poems to find if you are optimistic. Wonderful Maglas!