#blaga

[patiencee0]

Nie jestem dobrym wyborem, ja nie jestem nawet tym złym.

Blaga - Motyle.

[frateleeblaga]

« vorbele le prind, verdele l aprind »

[aw3rs]

Psycholog mojego psychologa dzwoni, mówi, że już go nie naprawi

[agreeneyesgirl]

"Ti prendo" "ti apro" "ti spacco" "riuscirai a respirare? Pensi di farcela?" "Forse dovresti allenarti".....10 giorni di sfrangiamento di minchia così e poi ciao, il soldato abbandona a metà dell'opera...

REMEMBER: "Chi si loda si imbroda"

[jakylaurentiu]

The Cradle - Lucian Blaga

I was so very tired and sorrowful. I think I was suffering of too much soul.

Through hills the dawns were opening their lids and their tiredness bloodshot eyes.

Lost – I asked myself: Sun, how do you still feel the mad joy of rising?

And in that sleep ridden morning as with lead steps I was wandering through a hidden corner I found a cradle. There, the spiders were weaving their tiny worlds, and cavities were grinding its stillness.

I gazed at it with a mind wide open. It was the cradle, where a fate wrinkled hand once swung my first sleep and perchance my first dream.

With my nostalgia’s fingers I felt bit by bit, bit by bit, the past like blinded and not understanding why, I then collapsed, sobbing, as I began weeping above my cradle.

I was so very tired of springs, roses, youth and laughter. Perplexed, I was seeking through the old cradle with mine hands on mine – a child.

[sweet-heart-31]

[poorlydrawnbustygaria]

Happy Valentine’s Day ❤️

“I could use someone to rest with, I also have a teddy bear for you too!”

[shakinghereyelids]

căci eu iubesc și flori și ochi și buze și morminte.

Lucian Blaga - Eu nu strivesc corola de minuni a lumii