Tăcerile Trecute Poem by Dorina Neculce
Tăcerile Trecute
inima ceasornicului de hârtie a tăcut
amorţind copiii umbrelor de fum
dinapoia uşilor de cristal
tic-tac-uri se zvârcolesc
în lacrimi de ceară şi
bila uriaşă de metal
se învârteşte pe
deasupra trupurilor noastre
îngropate cu genunchii strânşi
fără de durere
cu buzele capsate
cu ochii arşi în
imensitatea câmpurilor aspre
înfofoliţi în propriile noastre umilinţe
sfărâmam argintul
scrâşnind
sfâşâind
îmblânzind tăcerile trecute
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8/28/2026 2:57:41 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Silent clock scribbles on paper heart and emotion keeps memory in archive. Wax and tear spin around mind and provokes thought. Metals spin around body and bodies are buried. Rough fields are bundled in our own humiliation and tear shines as silver broken glitter. An amazing poem is shared with well crafting in Romanian language....10