Vasile Serban

A tombstone is my thought,
I made my tomb out of thoughts
I knitted my shroud from hundreds of ideas
And out of sadness I finished my coffin.
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If I knew not to die in life,
For I have died so many times,
I would turn to stardust,
To be forever immortal.
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I looked for you, love, from above, with the sky,
When I asked him to draw for me,
From the clouds, a heart redder than fire
And I wrote on it with my own hand,
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I am the master of nothing
An eternal slave without a tool
A traveler in this world
A poor unknowing soul.
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The immense feeling of joy that overwhelms me when I see you
Awakens my senses, dancing to a more than pleasant music
And I indulge in your kisses that tickle my self-love
With an intensity that makes me tremble with pleasure.
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I met her in the middle of the summer.
It was so beautiful outside!
We've said each other a thousand words
I can't remember all of them.
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Lost from my people, I found solace in the painted canvas of the sky and the infinity of rainbows, and to drive away my loneliness
I played with the madness of my thoughts
and the warmth of my heart.
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I am cold and I drive myself away
From a grave made of clay
With yellow-colored edges,
And the earth as its lid.
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Oh, how beautiful are the spots of light on the black carpet of my heart,
For all that brightens my heart are the moments with you.

Your smiles are like edelweiss on the mountain peaks and water lilies in the lake.
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Decor

Threads of yellow-green grass
shyly emerge from the ground,
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When I am old, I will watch the sea,
Far from the waves, I will stand on fine sand,
With a hat on my head to shield me from the sun
And a glass of wine in my trembling hand.
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I am the prisoner of the ice voices
That talk to me with a lashing air
About cold and dark lands
Where forever, I will find my grave.
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The tree is today a year older, and while
It shakes its leaves in the autumn wind,
From the ethereal dance beyond time,
The saints create a bridge to the earth.
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I dig at the root of solar stars
To find my lost soul
Through the galaxy of past worlds
I misplaced it in a faint regret.
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How did I become a human from stardust?
Born from stardust, a prisoner of the sky and earth,
Hidden by the distant stars and scattered by the wind in the night,
I feel like a nobody among forests and mountains, among rocks and cliffs.
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Life leads me in mourning on an anniversary day,
Among a bleak backdrop of ice and emptiness,
Pure indifference in my troubled heart,
I am sent from death in a new adventure.
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Freedom hides in me,
A barbaric source of madness,
Exposed in life to die,
Am I too lucid or a dreamer?
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Do not be afraid as you pass through this life
Without understanding why you were born,
For you have lost your list of tasks
In the era when you were just clay.
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If the wind were my best friend,
I would raise the ship of loneliness up to the sky
And I would hide in the thick mist of the clouds,
So I wouldn't feel my mortal pain anymore.
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The water lilies bathe in ripples of water,
Just as you bathe in my eyes,
And from the sky the beautiful moon
Illuminates you like in fairy tales.
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