tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31350553084753057682024-03-06T00:07:46.799+02:00HomelessCateva poezii, cateva poze... Starea mea de spiritHomelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-82164105335230064912010-03-07T13:27:00.006+02:002010-03-07T20:45:59.981+02:00III And another oldie...Gand cu gand se aduna<br />Cand soarele sta sa apuna.<br /><br />Cand "barierele" slabesc<br />Iar vorbele se raresc.<br /><br />Pe crengutele unui brad<br />Cativa fulgi de nea cad.<br /><br />Distanta dintre noi se micsoreaza<br />Iar ea ma imbratiseaza.<br /><br />E o liniste placuta<br />Dar subtil acuta.<br /><br />De mana eu o iau<br />Un sarut placut ii dau.<br /><br />Ea imi raspunde<br />Minutele devin secunde.<br /><br />La sfarsit ne-mbratisam<br />Si usor la drum plecam.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-31261028339319708322010-03-07T13:21:00.002+02:002010-03-07T13:25:57.496+02:00II Another oldie.. AsteptPrintre ploaia inghetata<br />Strabat un oras impodobit<br />Cu zapada asternuta<br />De chipul tau, orbit...<br /><br />Printre ploaia inghetata<br />Trag un fum in piept<br />Zambetul ti-l astept,<br />Insa astept in zadar...<br /><br />Printre ploaia inghetata<br />Visez un chip frumos<br />Ce intarzie sa apara<br />In orasul luminos...<br /><br />Printre ploaia inghetata<br />Inca te mai astept<br />Si te voi astepta mereu<br />Eu si sufletul meu...<br /><br />Printre ploaia inghetata<br />Raman eu si gandul meu<br />Umbra mea neasteptata<br />Si parfumul tau...<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-58378534550363435992010-03-07T13:15:00.002+02:002010-03-07T13:21:26.164+02:00I Oldie...De aici si pana la stele<br />As putea insirui sentimentele,<br />Ce de dorul tau<br />Le tin in inima si capul meu.<br /><br />Acum ca esti langa mine<br />Mi-a revenit zambetul pe buze,<br />Si ma intreb cine?<br />Mai exista cineva ca tine?<br /><br />Galaxi intregi as putea parcurge<br />Tot povestind cu tine<br />Caci timpul greu curge<br />Iar subiectele nu sunt putine.<br /><br />Nerabdarea mea creste<br />Si atractia dintre noi sporeste,<br />Tot privind la stele<br />Tot parcurgand sisteme.<br /><br />Cand te tin in brate<br />Ma simt ca un corp ceresc<br />Ce tanjeste sa te sarute<br />Iar bataile inimii cresc.<br /><br />Vedem constelatii pe fundal<br />Iar noi ne sarutam in prim plan<br />Dar acum este vremea sa ne trezim<br />Pe Pamantul albastru, cu cerul senin!<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-5831329915131196742010-03-07T13:14:00.002+02:002010-03-07T13:15:50.665+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW-s5ALx8rzCKcOpS1jx5fSZKF8DOptS8vmGdWVYCGy6aCNtpYU3Uvlle4vsc6qtgmORDnVoDiH1KfCZKXxl7c14CP7cneaT2qiRtc5WQzvp25Ji6nn7M6PZWrCbioDD_slURFJf9PqkU/s1600-h/bucuresti-zapada1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Trenu' am apucat<br />Pana la Bucuresti nu ne-am plictisit<br />Am facut misto de N... necontenit.<br /><br />La Bucuresti in gara tu ne-asteptai<br />Da' sa vezi doua crete nu-ti inchipuiai<br />Pe jos, strazi-am marsaluit<br />Cu tine-n frunte pan' la Orange nu ne-am oprit!<br /><br />Din fericire de izbeliste nu ne-ai lasat<br />Si-n fiecare clipa de compania ta ne-am bucurat<br />De la Orange, in Regie si pana-n Control<br />Am cucerit Bucurestiul... PE EI, PE MAMA LOR !<br /><br />Chiar daca sefa nu ti-a pus prima sticla in fata<br />O bere impreuna am baut, chiar daca era gheata<br />Ziceam ca m-am lasat, dar tot m-ai corupt<br />Ca cherry'u prin fata mi l-ai tot trecut.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Si acum, dupa atata timp tre' sa-ti declaram ceva:</span><br />Ne-am bucurat enorm de compania ta!<br />O seara intreaga din ras, baut si petrecut nu ne-am oprit<br />Si-n incheiere din suflet iti uram:<br /> Craciun fericit !<br /><br />Din partea celor doua crete din Pitesti :<br />Madalina=>Creatza<br />Cristeana=>Sefa<br /><br />Multumesc mult! Sunteti foarte tari ! Craciun fericit tuturor !<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-70642608350493043672009-12-07T22:29:00.002+02:002009-12-07T23:01:34.851+02:00Salvati copiiiAcum ca vara a trecut<br />Memoria mi-o ascut<br />La poze eu privesc<br />Si de clipe dragi imi amintesc !<br /><br />In drum spre Arbenesi<br />Prietenii s-au legat,<br />Intre colegii de atelier alesi<br />Si de coordonat.<br /><br />Tot mai multe tabere<br />Si-alte cateva actiuni,<br />Mi-au adus admitere<br />Si multe promisiuni !<br /><br />Unii mai nebuni<br />Iar altii mai-ndrazneti,<br />Cu totii ne adunam<br />Si la drum plecam !<br /><br />Desii mici momente<br />De neintelegere exista<br />Rezolvam aceste aspecte<br />Si iubirea tot persista !<br /><br />Eu:<br />Eu sunt Homeless<br />Sef de trib !<br />Sociabil si cuminte [Glumesc]<br />Recrutez fete CuMinte !<br /><br />Cornel:<br />Cornelfanel e frate Homeless<br />Statutul si l-a meritat.<br />Mai are si un frate Hopeless<br />Dar acest statut nu si l-a luat.<br /><br />Victor:<br />Hopeless de curand a devenit<br />Un Homeless a fost candva,<br />Dar starea lui de spirit<br />Speram ca se va schimba!<br /><br />Ivan:<br />E mai nebun ca-ntotdeauna<br />De cand pe toti ne-a orbit<br />Poate se va mai calma<br />Cu toti ne vom ruga !<br /><br />Sebi:<br />Sta toata ziua pe messenger si-mi sopteste<br />Sa nu uit cat de destept si modest este,<br />Ca este bogat si are bani de tras de fiare<br />Stau muschii pe el, ca si cum ar fi intinsti pe bare.<br /><br />Angi:<br />Angelica e o dulce<br />Are-un ras putin ciudat,<br />Dar asa cum este o place<br />Intreg grupul de "Salvat".<br /><br />Ella:<br />Ella bonduella, este o alintatura<br />Are-un zambet minunat,<br />Ii mai scapa cate-onjuratura<br />Dar are sufletul curat !<br /><br />Laura:<br />Laura e cea cuminte<br />Si la propriu si la figurat,<br />Am sa-i spun acum cateva cuvinte:<br />Cu multi baieti, " sa nu te mai iei la certat" !<br /><br />Geia:<br />Geiai fata creativa<br />Ce cu-atentie impleteste si lipeste,<br />Nu este prea sportiva<br />Dar pe toti ne iubeste.<br /><br />Cristina Adam:<br />In Salvati a fost o data<br />O domnisoara la costum,<br />Ce acum este plecata<br />In America, pe drum!<br /><br />Ina:<br />In Salvati inca mai este<br />O domnisoara pe nume Ina<br />Ce de inima voluntarilor se lipeste<br />Pentru ca este divina !<br /><br />Diana:<br />Sora ei este lolita<br />O sora Homeless naturala.<br />Ea nu este doar o fata,<br />Ci o adevarata campioana.<br /><br />Geo:<br />Geo e cea ce iti zambeste<br />Te bine dispune mai mereu,<br />Indiferent de stare iti vorbeste<br />Sa n-o asculti iti este greu.<br /><br />Ovidiu:<br />De se supara-ti da ban<br />Modereaza-un forum mare,<br />Dar ti-l scoate-n orice zi din an<br />Daca la joc pierzi cu onoare.<br /><br />George:<br />In fruntea tuturor<br />Mereu in contradictie<br />Un mare fan al cartilor<br />Un om cu multa dictie.<br /><br />Mai sunt multi de caracterizat<br />Dar pagini nu mai am,<br />Pe nimeni nu am favorizat<br />Era de asteptat.<br /><br />A fi voluntar este-un lucru minunat<br />Sa ajuti un copil neajutorat,<br />Sa imbini munca cu placutul<br />Impreuna ne vom schimba trecutul !!!Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-64693839914461548722009-12-07T22:28:00.001+02:002009-12-07T22:29:29.698+02:00Islanda II<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF_cT_NpfaXJZqn0DCjBeYJgA-6Un2CdQ4MyMMYujdpKfEyy_4iHWBLGWkAmnkZU1l1ukkKTwnk3A5f5EuV-5oKjpRXEH2On1cycRx1o_TxCmWiJxq25_DwSNUuU_4MqR4UQT9Mt7KL_M/s1600-h/IMG_0261.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Multumesc pentru poezie si urari !<br />Si multumesc tuturor colegilor si prietenilor !!Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-89580723162883034522009-11-06T22:00:00.003+02:002009-11-06T22:10:27.367+02:00Swiss II<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3HlkHC1dBjnnwyfOPakPTnv6KQH86ncgFbAI1Mh-DkFkVnlKWwlpFnekbTExeLVHrGJNFf_IJ5E1iVVQ67hwZdBi9YdXIsdERfjwXg5KPioFmLizEHp8bcESxdSD3JwPbFtdA8Ts1FhM/s1600-h/Picture+221.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3HlkHC1dBjnnwyfOPakPTnv6KQH86ncgFbAI1Mh-DkFkVnlKWwlpFnekbTExeLVHrGJNFf_IJ5E1iVVQ67hwZdBi9YdXIsdERfjwXg5KPioFmLizEHp8bcESxdSD3JwPbFtdA8Ts1FhM/s400/Picture+221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401083729992143362" border="0" /></a>Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-4734800811557046472009-11-06T21:45:00.003+02:002009-11-06T21:48:19.117+02:00Swiss<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWrp9lUrnCmoaFFH0ARiVGqH3QvPuQZU8OYZfox2U33qU6NX23JQHiMyPeLK-1iNlxYFZydsviAeBxqwNf5JB2Ufqsmls9hVYXsQSoljEdc6okwN4ofoTSEDGJmlWwRZtgEQoMJoB14c/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWrp9lUrnCmoaFFH0ARiVGqH3QvPuQZU8OYZfox2U33qU6NX23JQHiMyPeLK-1iNlxYFZydsviAeBxqwNf5JB2Ufqsmls9hVYXsQSoljEdc6okwN4ofoTSEDGJmlWwRZtgEQoMJoB14c/s400/Picture+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401079800641623682" border="0" /></a>Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-86215569092933052492009-11-02T21:15:00.004+02:002009-12-20T22:35:50.127+02:00Fly...Keep losing my way<br />Come with me to fly away.<br />To fly to the clouds<br />And then beyond.<br /><br />To the heavens gate<br />To your soul,<br />Where an archangel<br />Keeps you safe!<br /><br />I fly with you<br />I fly away!<br />Until the archangel<br />Send me back to hell.<br /><br />Cerber is waiting<br />I can't escape,<br />I'm condemned<br />My body's locked!<br /><br />I send my soul<br />With love to you!<br />To fly away<br />To fly with you!!!<br /><br />Tentativa in engleza...Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-65776682724709252382009-11-02T21:11:00.000+02:002009-11-02T21:14:23.323+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHiZW-UBZ8LEwewzPtWr5-FUF-dhotsJLIkLcL54vOs30h4ngdK3K9fu-3bTIYKvWmpqZGVqhqaFQ9jix4Br_-1CecyHVk_PJPS_pxcoiK3Mk9RxcEL7PPO1FkaiBajfut7ONiWo79mO4/s1600-h/IMG_9413.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpI32dGFRDUdiFTYUd2-a5NY7bLFdClTLz68RAUdHhsrzqhBlfpPZZBH9rgK-6enwVNnmBzaLfoSvBS3Lbu3TZQXC2rrla4DnfsNzkdtJlDZRJdT77fXknyOende65e_kUL36yW3cLvHY/s400/Bran+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389091507091431858" border="0" /></a>Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-52774009140822815422009-10-02T19:39:00.002+03:002009-10-02T19:42:13.700+03:00Din toate colturile lumii,<br />La centru ne-am adunat,<br />Sa simtim gustul cepii<br />Si al unui oras drag.<br /> *<br />La plimbare am iesit<br />Ca un stol de vrabioare,<br />Insa vulturii plesuvi<br />Au iesit la vanatoare.<br /> *<br />De indata, ei ne-au ajuns<br />Mirate am ramas,<br />Entuziasmul repede s-a stins<br />Pe pamant facand un pas.<br /> *<br />Unele au inceput sa planga<br />Altele sa bufneasca-n ras,<br />Din ochi au inceput sa stranga<br />Insa-n alte limbi suras.<br /> *<br />In toate limbile posibile<br />Am vorbit si i-am raspuns,<br />Insa ele au fost prea grele<br />A avut nevoie de tradus!<br /> *<br />Un bou la patru ace<br />I-a vorbit pe limba lui,<br />Insa limba nu-i mai tace<br />Tot explicandu-i dobitocului.<br /> *<br />Separate-n colturi diferite<br />Zborul ni l-am luat,<br />Vulturii raman cu gurile cascate<br />Ca un porc inaripat.<br /> *<br />La centru, din nou, ne intalnim<br />Parca nu ne-am vazut de secole,<br />Ca apoi sa pornim<br />Spre ale noastre orasele.Homelesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06609405495489001909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3135055308475305768.post-49355722204834737462009-09-09T21:26:00.001+03:002009-09-09T21:27:54.884+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTWJ7b_E0zOG4BQxtTZnH0ilTtmmoLezNtdFTCh-UDuXqi7ySTc_GDU_4D9r274FLztbqHghYsKksB5zBX_0Us-vbnQYAqT0LS2YfI91T2Go6ErM0Y8ubTiYxh2ebvC-M9gPyDRO6B1KM/s1600-h/_MG_9029.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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