Raluca Rodica Ratiu
Biography of Raluca Rodica Ratiu
She is born in Timisoara, Romania.
She started writing poems at the age of 14, being an active member of the poets club in Timisoara, Romania.
At the age of 15, she joins a local political party where she attends courses of oratory and communication.
At the age of 18 she leaves politics and establishes a non profit organization, managed by her and a few former members of the political party. The organization is projected to help the citizens of Timisoara in social activities, and as a consequence they gave birth to a free distributed news paper called Civitas, cultural meetings to promote poetry and literature, sport events for the national minorities etc etc.
At the age of 19 she moves to Florence, Italy to continue her studies and in the meantime she gets captivated by the latin language, and starts learning it.
Nowadays she writes poems in italian, romanian and english, competes to national and international contests and as she likes to say, 'she tries to give the human kind a piece of herself without asking anything back'.
Raluca Rodica Ratiu Poems
A Thousand Kisses Deep
I always dream of your beautiful face, I always dream of your beautiful body, I feel the desire of love, to embrace, The passion and lust I want to embody.
Dealing with your life in a nowhere land, Establishing connections, but breaking something else, Surrounded by the sharks, hiding for happiness, Trying to fight desires, dreams and passions that can tempt
Hope Was Made Of Steel
Hope was made of steel, When people were so sad, They tried to see, to feel, That dreaming wasn't bad.
' The Life Of A Siren
I've seen the sea singing to the Sun, A song of love, lost in the wind, I've seen the Moon crying to the mountains, Between screams and shouts, asking questions.
Prayer To The Son Of God
Just give the world Good Morning, Wish for the sun to shine, Don't give the wind the warning, He knows that we are fine.
How does it feel to cross the mountains, How does it feel to cross the sea, To find your only love in countries That you have never thought you'll be!
In the heart of fire, In the flames of pain, I scream for desire But I scream in vain.
I am the only being of sanguinary sights, My heart is full of shadows, of hate, In vain I am looked for by beautiful knights Inwordly I have no more the sacred virgin state.
I'll make you a carpet of kisses, To walk on my love and my lips, To feel what every woman misses, To give to your life all the bliss.
I dreamed all the stars and the sky, So what? I saw all the beauties of life, For what?
I see you every day escaping, From all the things you need to do, You try to save your soul from breaking, But in the end you know it's true.
Fight, fight, fight, For all the things you dream about And dream, dream, dream, For all the things you need to fight.
Big questions of life fly in your mind, Big feelings of pain I can see behind Those beautiful blue eyes.
Dreamlands of passion call my name, From the abyss of the darkness, And I am here struggling in vain, Searching the path to success.
Sensations is the word for the entire treasure,
And life is what allows to say
That feeling every single pleasure,
Makes people find their dream away.
And in that dream they put desire,
And they put hope for every scent,
And all the senses we admire
And never let their will to bend.