The Day After... Poem by Steaua Fara Nume Adriana

I tried in vain
several times a day
to open the door of the house
allowed just for me
not long ago

a hard padlock obstructs me
a rose is hooked on it
but withered for days
a notice tells me
that I can not step in
unless I have the key

then I walk away
with my soul scratched
by the thorns of the rose
hidden under cloches
I go back to the sad copy of the house
that I rebuilt from my memory
but all I see is just a distressing picture
of the place I loved the most
devastated now by the fury
of a man who hunts after oblivion

every morning
a flower smiled to me
at the window
and every night
a candle guided me
to find the path in the dark

now, an empty box stands instead of it
with a message encrusted
on the sepulchre of our smothered feelings
'the blog was deleted'

romanian version


Incerc de cateva ori pe zi
sa deschid usa casei pe care
nu cu mult timp in urma
puteam sa o deschid doar eu
dar totul e in zadar
ma lovesc de un lacat greu
de care e agatat un trandafir
care deja s-a ofilit
un mesaj pus la intrare
imi spune ca nu pot sa intru
daca nu am cheia

si atunci plec, pentru a mia oara
spinii trandafirului de sub clopotul de sticla
imi zgarie sufletul
ma reintorc la copia trista a casei
pe care am salvat-o in amintiri
o imagine dezolanta a unui loc pe care
urgia celui care vrea sa uite l-a pustiit
la fereastra unde odata
imi zambea o o floare
acum e un chenar alb si gol
inscriptie lasata
pe o piatra funerara
la intrarea in cimitirul
gandurilor ucise
'blogul nu exista'

Bucharest,09.09.2009