Vasile Serban Poems

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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