Biography of Yoseph Lupu
Now living in Israel.Work in Architecture on computer.I prefer translating from some languages, poems and texts from all domains.I have two children and two grandsons.Love life and my woman very much.
All my poems, express my feelings.They touch, because they came from my heart to yours.If you feel that, I will be glad to have your opinion!
Yoseph Lupu's Works:
I keep writing and studying for some years.
Yoseph Lupu Poems
When Does A Cat Sing?
Catty, is a lovely cat, Even if, she doesn't say that! She is really, smart and nice, And when you say , ' PISS PISS ', twice,
Angels, Walk Between Us, Every Day!
Angels walk between us, every day, They silently, make their way. May be some do feel and say, 'Wow, what a miracle, came in my way'!
Love Is A Sweet Heart Fire! (Louisa M...
What is so musical, so nice to hear? What is so emotional, to say : ' My Dear '? What is so delicious, so sweet? What has no smell, but makes appetite?
When You Spell My Name!
When you say, I love you, I feel very close to you, to Your face, your soul, To your personality, in all!
Every Cloud, Has A Silver Lining!
Look upstairs, to the sky, Do you see, the cloud in its fly? Next to it, are another and another, Like a few children, with their mother!
Loving You, In The Rain.
It's raining! Raining all day. My umbrella is wet. I have found some time, to say, Loving words, for your heart!
A kiss, Has four letters, you rather, don't want to miss!
An Invitation To A Kiss .
It was the kiss, I gave you, yesterday at noon , Before the open eyes of the moon ! That made me feel, your sweetness lips, Those, I never want to miss !
When Love Exists
Life is wonderful, it really is! Day by day, when love exists. In the center of us, is no wine And everything, believe me, is just fine
Shall I Write
Shall I write, as I always do To express my feelings and more While flowers in red, are awake too As the blowing wind, flies ashore
What Do You Think, About Me?
Every one say.... That, Twenty hours, make a day..
An X And An Y, Ask Why?
A x and a y Are asking sometime why? Why on this, and why on that, And why, do you have a high hat?
Kiss Me, As In France!
In the moment, I wrote this, I gave you a sweet kiss! You will surely, ask me why? Why is my desire so high?
Give Love, A Chance
Much Light, as snow, is blowing up, On streets, houses, trees and flowers. Spreading mute balloons, of wet soap, With loudly melodies, for many hours.