(Bangla version)
āϏāĻāĻā§āώāĻŋāĻĒā§āϤ āĻā§āĻŦāύā§:
āĻāĻŦāĻŋ: ANA NASTASE
āϰā§āĻŽāĻžāύāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻž
āĻĢā§āϏāĻžāύāĻŋ, āĻāϰāĻžāύā§āϏāĻž āĻāĻžāĻāύā§āĻāĻŋ!
āĻāύā§āĻŽ: ⧍⧠āĻŽāĻžāϰā§āĻ, ⧧⧝ā§Ģā§Ģ āĻĒā§āϝāĻžāύāϏāĻŋāĻ āϏāĻŋāĻāĻŋāĨ¤
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϰ āĻā§āĻŦ āĻā§āĻ āĻŦā§āϞāĻžāϝāĻŧ āϏā§āĻā§āϞā§āϰ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻĨāĻŽāĻŋāĻ āĻļā§āϰā§āĻŖā§ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻžāϰ āĻĒā§āϰāϤāĻŋ āĻāĻžāϞāĻŦāĻžāϏāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻā§āĻāĻ āĻļā§āϰā§āĨ¤
āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āĻŦāĻžāĻŦāĻž-āĻŽāĻž āĻāĻ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻĒā§āϰāϤāĻŋāĻāĻžāϰ āĻŽā§āϞā§āϝ āĻŦā§āĻāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰā§āύāύāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻ āϏā§āĻ āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧā§ āϤāĻžāĻāϰāĻž āϰāĻžāĻāĻŋ āĻšāύāύāĻŋ, āĻŽā§āϝāĻŧā§āϰ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻž āĻāϰā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ āϏāĻŽāϰā§āĻĨāύ āĻĻāĻŋāϤā§, āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āĻŦāϞā§āύ āϝ⧠āĻāĻā§ āĻļāĻŋāĻā§āώāĻžāĻā§ āĻā§āϰā§āϤā§āĻŦ āĻĻāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻšāĻŦā§! āϤāĻžāĻ āϏā§āĻ āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϰ āϏāĻŽāϏā§āϤ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻž āϧā§āĻŦāĻāϏ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§āĻāĻŋāϞ, āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻžāĻā§āϞāĻŋāϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨā§ āύā§āĻāĻŦā§āĻāĻāĻŋ āĻāĻā§āύ⧠āĻā§āĻāĻĄāĻŧā§ āĻĢā§āϞ⧠āĻĻā§āĻāϝāĻŧāĻž āĻšāϝāĻŧ!
āĻāϰ āĻāĻžāϰāĻŖā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻ āύā§āĻ āĻāώā§āĻ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤
āĻāϰ āĻĒāϰ⧠āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻžāϰ āϞāĻŋāĻāϤ⧠āĻļā§āϰ⧠āĻāϰā§āύ āĻ āύā§āĻ āĻĻā§āϰāĻŋāϤā§!
āĻāĻāύ āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻžāϰ āϏāĻŽā§āĻĒāĻžāĻĻāύāĻžāĻā§ āĻā§āϰā§āϤā§āĻŦ āĻĻāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻļā§āϰ⧠āĻāϰā§āĻā§āύ! āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻāϤāĻŋāĻŽāϧā§āϝā§āĻ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĨāϞāĻāĻŋ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āύ, āĻā§āĻŦ āĻļā§āĻā§āϰāĻ āĻĻā§āĻŦāĻŋāϤā§āϝāĻŧ āĻāĻŦāĻ āϤā§āϤā§āϝāĻŧāĻāĻŋ āĻĒā§āϰāĻāĻžāĻļāĻŋāϤ āĻšāĻŦā§!āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻāĻžāĻŦā§āϝāĻā§āϰāύā§āĻĨ āĻāĻāĻŽā§ āĻāĻžāύā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰāĻŋāϤā§(⧍ā§Ļ⧍ā§Ē) āĻŽā§āĻĻā§āϰāĻŋāϤ āĻšāĻŦā§!
āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻļāĻ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϰā§āϏā§āĻā§āϰ āϏāĻžāĻšāĻŋāϤā§āϝ – āĻļā§āϞā§āĻĒāĻŋāĻ āϏā§āύāĻžāĻā§āϞāĻžāϏ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻāĻāĻāϏāĻāĻ-āϤ⧠āĻ āĻāĻļ āύā§āύ! āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋāĻĸāĻŧāĻāĻ āϏā§āύāĻžāĻā§āϞā§āϰāĻŋāϰ āĻĢā§āϰā§āĻŽāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰā§āĻā§ āĻŽā§āĻĄā§āϞ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻĄāĻŋāĻĒā§āϞā§āĻŽāĻž āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻĒā§āϤ! āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻŦāĻŋāĻāĻŋāύā§āύ āĻāύā§āϤāϰā§āĻāĻžāϤāĻŋāĻ āĻĒā§āϰāϤāĻŋāϝā§āĻāĻŋāϤāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻ āĻāĻļāĻā§āϰāĻšāĻŖ āĻāϰā§āĻā§āύ, āϝāĻžāϤ⧠āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻŦāĻšā§ āĻĒā§āϰāϏā§āĻāĻžāϰ⧠āĻĒā§āϰāϏā§āĻā§āϤ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āύ! āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āϏāϤā§āϝāĻŋāĻ āϏāĻžāĻšāĻŋāϤā§āϝ āϏāĻžāϧāύāĻž āĻĒāĻāύā§āĻĻ āĻāϰā§āύ, āϏāĻžāϧāĻžāϰāĻŖāĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻž āĻāϰā§āĻāĻž āϞā§āĻāĻž āĻ āĻĒāĻĄāĻŧāĻž āϤāĻžāϰ āĻāĻāύāĻāĻžāϰ āύāĻŋāϤā§āϝāĻĻāĻŋāύā§āϰ āĻāĻžāĻ! āύāĻŋāĻāϏā§āĻŦ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻžāϰ āĻĒā§āϰāĻļāĻāϏāĻž āĻ āϏā§āĻŦā§āĻā§āϤāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻā§ āĻĻāĻžāϰā§āύ āĻā§āϏāĻžāĻš āĻ āύā§āĻĒā§āϰā§āϰāĻŖāĻž āĻ āĻāύāύā§āĻĻ āϝā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤
POET. ANA NASTASEÂ
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻž: ā§§.
āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻžāϰ āĻĄāĻžāύāĻž
āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻžāϰ āĻāĻ āĻ āύā§āĻā§āϤāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻā§ āĻā§āĻ āϤāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻĻāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰāĻŦā§ āύāĻž
āϤāĻžāϰ āĻā§āĻŦāύ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻāĻāĻŋ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧāϤāĻŋāϰ āĻŽāϤ⧠āĻāĻāύāĻ āύāϝāĻŧ, āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāϰāĻŋāĻ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻŽāĻšā§!!
āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āϏā§āĻŦāϏā§āϤāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŽāϞāϤāĻž
āĻĻā§āĻ āĻĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĨā§āĻā§
āĻāĻāĻŋ āϏā§āĻŦāĻĒā§āύ āĻĒā§āϰāĻŖā§āϰ āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧ
āϏā§āĻŽāĻžāĻšā§āύ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻž āĻĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§
āϏāĻŦāĻžāϰ āĻāϤā§āĻŽāĻž āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻžāϰ āĻĄāĻžāύāĻž āĻŽā§āϞā§āĨ¤
āϝāĻĻāĻŋ āĻĨāĻžāĻā§ āĻļā§āϰāĻĻā§āϧāĻž āĻāϰ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻž
āĻĻā§āĻ āĻĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĨā§āĻā§, āϏāĻŦāĻāĻŋāĻā§ āϏāĻāϝā§āĻā§āϤ āĻŦāϞ⧠āĻŽāύ⧠āĻšāĻā§āĻā§
āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāĻžāϞāĻŦāĻžāϏāĻžāϰ āĻāύā§āϝāĨ¤
āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻŽ āϝāĻāύ āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāϰāĻŋāĻ āĻšāϝāĻŧ āĻŽāύ⧠āĻšāϝāĻŧ āϏāĻŦāĻ āĻāϏāĻā§
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āϰ āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§, āĻ āĻŦāĻŋāϰāĻžāĻŽ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻžāϰ āĻĄāĻžāύāĻž āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§āĨ¤
āϝāĻžāϤ⧠āĻāĻŽāϰāĻž āĻāĻāϏāĻžāĻĨā§ āĻāĻĄāĻŧāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰāĻŋ
āĻāĻžāϞāĻŦāĻžāϏāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ āϏā§āĻŽāĻžāĻšā§āύāϤāĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨā§
āĻĻā§āĻāϝāĻŧāĻž āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāϤā§āĻŽāĻž āĻĨā§āĻā§
āĻāĻāĻž āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϰ āĻāύā§āϝ āĻŽāĻšā§āĨ¤
āϝāĻāύ āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āϏāϤā§āϝāĻŋāĻ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏā§
āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻā§āĻŦāύ⧠āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻ āύā§āĻāĻŦ āĻāϰ⧠āϝ⧠āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻāύā§āύāϤāĻŋ āĻāϰāĻā§, āϤāĻžāĻšāϞ⧠āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻž āĻāĻāĻžāĻ āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāύā§āϝ
āĻĻāĻžāύ ,āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻā§āĻļāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻŽāύ⧠āĻšāϝāĻŧ āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻžāϏāĻā§!
āϤāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ: ā§¨ā§Ž-⧧⧍-⧍ā§Ļā§¨ā§ŠāϞā§āĻāĻ:
ANA NASTASE āϰā§āĻŽāĻžāύāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻž! ÂŠī¸ āϞā§āĻāĻā§āϰ
POET. ANA NASTASE
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻž-⧍
āĻāϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāύāύā§āĻĻ
āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻā§āϞ⧠āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻĨāĻžāĻāϤ⧠āĻāĻžāĻ āĻāϰ- āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāϰāĻŋāĻ āĻā§āĻā§ āĻĻā§āĻāϤ⧠āĻā§āĻŽāύ
 āύā§āϞ āϏāĻžāĻāϰ⧠āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāϤāĻŋāϰā§āϧ āĻāϰāϤ⧠āύāĻž āĻĒā§āϰā§
āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āĻāϝāĻŧāĻž āĻšāĻžāϏāĻŋ āĻ āĻĒāĻžāϰ āĻāύāύā§āĻĻā§āĨ¤
āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻā§āĻŽāϞ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāϰāĻŋāĻ āĻāĻŖā§āĻ āϏā§āĻŦāϰ
āĻāĻŖā§āĻāĻžāϰ āĻĒāϰ āĻāĻŖā§āĻāĻž āĻļā§āύāϤāĻžāĻŽ āĻŦāĻŋāϰāĻā§āϤ āύāĻž āĻšāϝāĻŧā§
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ āύā§āϤāϤ āĻāĻĨāĻž āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰāĻŋ!
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻā§āϞ āĻšāϞā§, āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āĻšāϝāĻŧāϤ
āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻāύ āĻāĻĒāύāĻžāϰ āĻā§āϞ, āĻāĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āĻāĻž
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āϰā§āĻšāĻžāĻ āĻĻāĻžāĻ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻļāĻŋāĻā§āώāĻž āĻĻāĻžāĻ
āĻāĻŋāĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻāĻā§āϤ⧠āĻšāĻŦā§!
āύāĻž āĻāϰ⧠āĻŽāύ āĻāĻžāϰāĻžāĻĒ, āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧ āĻĨā§āĻā§
āĻĒā§āϞāĻŋāĻ, āĻāĻžāϰāĻŖ āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻŋ
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§āĻ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰ⧠āĻāĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāĻĨāĻž, āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāϝāĻŧā§āĻāύā§āϝāĻŧ āĻā§āύ āĻĻā§āϰā§āĻŦā§āϧā§āϝ, āϤāĻžāĻ āύāĻž?
 “āĻā§āώāĻŽāĻž”
āĻāĻāĻž āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻĻā§āĻāϝāĻŧāĻž āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧ āύāĻž?
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻžāϞ āĻāϰā§āĻ āĻāĻžāύāĻŋ āϝ⧠āĻāĻžāϰāĻžāĻĒ āĻāĻĻā§āĻĻā§āĻļā§āϝ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āύāϝāĻŧ, āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻāύāĻ āĻā§āϞ, āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻļā§āϧā§āĻŽāĻžāϤā§āϰ āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ!
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āϏāĻŦāϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧ āĻŦāϞāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻŋ,
āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻŦāĻžāϏ,āĻ āĻŦāĻļā§āϝāĻ āĻāĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻā§āώāĻŽāĻž āĻāϰā§
āĻāĻŽāύ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āĻ āĻā§āϞā§āϰ āĻāύā§āϝ āϝāĻž āϤā§āĻā§āĻ… āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāϰā§ā§āϏāύāĻž āĻĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻŦāϞā§āύ āĻ āύā§āĻ āĻāĻŋāĻā§,āϝ⧠āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧ āϏ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϤā§āϤāĻž āĻĻā§āϝāĻŧ āύāĻž!
āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻžāύā§āύāĻž āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāϞ⧠āĻāϰ⧠āĻāώā§āĻ, āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻāĻž āĻāĻžāϞ āύāĻžāĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻĻāĻŽāĻ āύāĻž, āϏāĻžāĻšāĻžāϝā§āϝāĻāĻžāϰ⧠āĻĢā§āϰā§āĻļāϤāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻĄāĻžāĻāĻŋāĨ¤
āĻāĻāϏāĻžāĻĨā§ āϝāĻāύ āĻāĻŽāĻžāϰ āϏāĻāĻŦā§āĻĻāύāĻļā§āϞ āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧ āĻā§āĻāĻĒā§ āĻāĻ ā§āĨ¤ āĻā§āύ, āϝāĻāύ āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏā§, āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻžāĻāĻā§ āĻŦāϞ⧠āύāĻž āϏāĻžāύā§āϤā§āĻŦāύāĻžāϰ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻĻā§āϧ āĻāĻŋāύā§āϤāĻž āϏāĻš āύā§āϰāĻŦā§ āĻāώā§āĻ āĻĒāĻžāĻāĨ¤
āĻā§āώāĻŽāĻž āĻāϰā§āύ – āĻĻāϝāĻŧāĻž āĻāϰ⧠āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻĒāύāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦāϞāĻŋ
āĻāĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻŦāĻžāϏ āĻāĻā§ – āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāϰ⧠,āϝ⧠āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āϏāĻžāĻšāĻžāϝā§āϝ āĻāϰā§āĻā§āύ! āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻā§āώāĻŽāĻž āĻāϰāϤ⧠āĻšāĻŦā§!
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāϰ āĻāĻāύ⧠āĻā§āϞ āĻāϰāĻŦ āύāĻž!
āϤāĻžāĻ āĻāĻŋāύā§āϤāĻž āĻ āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧ āĻĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āϏāϰā§āĻŦāĻĻāĻž āĻāĻžāϞāĻŦāĻžāϏāĻŦā§!
āϤāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ: ā§¨ā§Ž.⧧⧍.⧍ā§Ļā§¨ā§Š
ÂŠī¸ āϞā§āĻāĻā§āϰ
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻž-ā§Š
āĻ āύā§āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧ āĻā§āϞāĻžāĻĒ
āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āϞāĻžāĻĒ…
āĻŽāĻšāĻžāύ āĻāĻāĻŋāĻāĻžāϤā§āϝ,
āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻā§āĻā§āϰ āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§ āϤāĻžāĻāĻžāϞā§āύ
āĻāĻŦāĻ āϏ⧠āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻĢāĻŋāϏāĻĢāĻŋāϏ āĻāϰ⧠āĻŦāϞāϞ…
āύāĻŋāĻā§ āύāĻŽāύ āĻāϰāĻž
āĻāĻāĻā§ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§!
āĻāĻŦāĻ āϏā§āĻāĻžāύ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āϤāĻžāĻā§ āϤā§āϞ⧠āύāĻŋāϤ⧅
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻŋ,āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻžāĻāĻā§
āĻĻā§āĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻāύā§āϝ!
āĻŦāĻŋāϏā§āĻŽāϝāĻŧā§āϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨā§ āĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻā§āϏ āĻāϰāϞāĻžāĻŽ? āĻāĻŋāύā§āϤ⧠āĻā§āύ āύāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻāĻžāĻ?
āϝ⧠āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŦ āĻā§āĻļāĻŋ! āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŦ āϏā§āύā§āĻĻāϰ…
āĻāϰ āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻāĻž āϏāĻšā§āϝ āĻāϰāϤāĻžāĻŽ āύāĻž,
āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻā§āĻā§āĻā§ āĻĻāĻŋāϤ⧅āϏ⧠āĻā§āĻāĻā§ āĻāĻŋāϞ,
āĻ āύā§āϝ āĻĻā§āĻŦāĻžāϰāĻž, āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāϏāϞā§
āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻā§āύ āĻĻā§āĻāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰ⧠āύāĻž
āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻāώā§āĻ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻāĻŋāϞā§āύ!
āύāĻž…āύāĻž…āĻĻā§āĻā§āύ- āĻāĻžāϞ⧠āĻāϰ⧠āĻĻā§āĻā§āύ
āϝ⧠āĻŦāĻžāϤāĻžāϏ āĻā§āĻā§ āĻā§āĻā§
āĻāĻāĻžāύā§, āĻāĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤
āϏ⧠āĻāĻŋ āĻāϰā§āĻā§, āĻāĻŋ āĻāϰā§āĻā§
āϝ⧠āϤāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻžāϤāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŽ āĻā§āĻā§ āĻā§āϞ!
āĻāĻš… āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāϰ, āĻāĻ
āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āĻāĻžāĻ…
āĻāĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻŽāĻžāĻĨāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻ āύā§āĻ
 āĻ āϤā§āϤ,
āϝ⧠āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāϤ āĻāώā§āĻ
āĻāϰ āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋāĻ āĻāĻžāĻ āĻāĻāĻāĻž āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻŽāĻŋāĻ!
āϤāĻžāϰāĻĒāϰ āϤāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻžāϤāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻŋ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āύāĻŋāϞāĻžāĻŽ
āĻāϰ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨā§ āĻĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻĻāĻŋāϞāĻžāĻŽ
āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧāϤāĻŋ āĻā§ āĻāĻžāύāϤ?
āĻāĻāύ āϏ⧠āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻā§āĻļāĻŋ…
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻāĻžāϞāĻžāĻŽ āĻāĻŦāĻ āϏ⧠āĻāϰ⧅
āϤāĻžāϰ āĻŽāϤ⧠āĻ āύā§āϝāĻĻā§āϰ āĻĒāĻžāĻļā§…āĻĢā§āϞāĻĻāĻžāύāĻŋāϤ⧠(āĻĢā§āϞā§āϰ)
āĻāĻāĻž āĻĻā§āĻāϤ⧠āϏā§āύā§āĻĻāϰ!
āϤāĻžāϰ āĻĒāĻžāύāĻŋ āĻāĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻ āϏ⧠āĻāĻāĻž āĻĒāĻāύā§āĻĻ āĻāϰā§
āĻāĻāĻž āϝāĻĨā§āώā§āĻ āϝ⧠āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻāϰ āĻŽāĻŋāĻĨā§āϝāĻž āĻŦāϞā§āύ āύāĻž!
āϏā§āĻ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏ⧠āĻŽāύ⧠āĻšāϝāĻŧ
 āĻāĻŦāĻ āϏ⧠āĻā§āĻŦ āĻā§āĻļāĻŋ!
āϤāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ: ā§¨ā§Ž-⧧⧍-⧍ā§Ļā§¨ā§Š
ÂŠī¸ āϞā§āĻāĻā§āϰ
POET. ANA NASTASEÂ
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻž-ā§Ē
āĻāĻĒāύāĻŋ āĻā§āϞāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰāĻŦā§āύ āύāĻž
āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻžāϰ āĻŽāĻžāύā§āώāĻāĻŋāϰ āύā§āĻ āĻā§āύ āĻĻā§āώ āύā§āĻ
āĻāĻŋāύā§āϤ⧠āϏā§āĻ āĻā§āϞāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰ⧠āύāĻž!
āϝ⧠āĻā§āĻ āϤāĻžāĻā§ āĻŽā§āĻā§āϧ āĻāϰā§āĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āϤāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦāĻŋāϰāĻā§āϤ!
āĻāĻā§āϞ āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧ āĻĻā§āϰā§āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāĻžāϏ āĻĢā§āϞ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻ – āϤāĻžāϰ āĻā§āĻŦāϞāύā§āϤ āĻāĻŋāύā§āϤāĻžāϝāĻŧ
āĻāĻŽāύāĻāĻŋ āύāĻŋāĻā§āĻā§ āύāĻŋāϰā§āĻĻā§āώ āĻŽāύ⧠āĻāϰā§
āϝ⧠āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻāĻžāύ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻžāύ āύāĻž!
āĻāĻāĻž āϤāĻžāϰ āĻŽāύ⧠āϰāϝāĻŧā§ āĻā§āϞ
āϏā§āĻ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻŽāĻŋāώā§āĻāĻŋ āĻā§āĻšāĻžāϰāĻž
āĻāĻŖā§āĻ āĻšā§āύ, āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āĻā§āĻāĻĻā§ āĻāĻ āϞ
āĻā§āĻ āĻāĻžāύāϤ āύāĻž āĻāĻŋ āĻšāĻŦā§āĨ¤
āϝ⧠āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻāύ⧠āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻŦā§
āĻāϰ āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋāĻ āĻāĻžāĻāύāĻŋāϝāĻŧ āĻāĻžāύāϤ⧠āϝā§- āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻļā§āώ āĻā§āĻŦāύ⧠āĻāĻāĻž āĻā§āĻĨāĻžāĻ āĻŦāĻžāĻāϰ⧠āĻĒā§āϰāĻĻāϰā§āĻļāĻŋāϤ āĻšāĻŦā§
āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻā§āĻ āϤāĻžāĻāĻā§ āĻŽā§āĻā§āϧ āĻāϰā§āĻā§!
āĻāĻŦāĻ āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧ āĻāϝāĻŧ āĻāϰāĻŦā§
āĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻā§āώāĻŖā§āϰ āύā§āϰāĻŦāϤāĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨā§
āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻāĻā§ āĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻā§āϏ āύāĻž āĻāϰā§āĻ āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāĻā§āĻāĻž āĻāĻŋāϞ āĻŽāĻšāĻžāύ āĻāϰ āϏ⧠āϰāϝāĻŧā§ āĻā§āϞ āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻŦā§āĻā§!
āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻāύā§āϝ āĻ
āĻĒā§āĻā§āώāĻž āĻāϰ, āϝā§āĻŽāύ āϏā§āϰā§āϝ āĻāĻ ā§, āϏā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāϏā§āϤ āĻĒāϰā§āϝāύā§āϤ
āϏā§āĻ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏāĻž āĻ āĻŦāĻŋāϰāĻžāĻŽ āĻā§āĻŦāϞā§, āĻā§āĻŦāϞāύā§āϤ āĻāĻā§āύā§āϰ āĻŽāϤā§!
āϤāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ: ā§¨ā§Ž-⧧⧍-⧍ā§Ļā§¨ā§Š
ÂŠī¸ āϞā§āĻāĻā§āϰāĨ¤
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻž-ā§Ģ
āĻļāĻŋāĻā§āύ – āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāϞāĻŦāĻžāϏāϤ⧠āϝāĻžāĻā§āĻāĻŋ
āĻāϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻĻāϰāĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ
āĻāĻžāĻā§āϝ āĻāĻŋ āϏāĻšā§āϝ āĻāϰā§, āĻāĻŽāύā§āϝāĻŧ āϏā§āĻāύā§āϧāĻŋ
āĻĒā§āϰāϤāĻŋāĻāĻž āĻŽā§āĻšā§āϰā§āϤ āϏā§āĻĨāĻŋāϰ!
āϏā§āĻŦāĻĒā§āύ⧠āĻĨāĻžāĻāϤ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻž
āϝāĻž āĻ āϏā§āĻŽ āĻĒāĻĨā§ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧ āϝāĻāύ āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻŽ!
āĻŽā§āϰ āϝā§āύ āĻŽāύā§āϤā§āϰ-āĻ āĻŦāĻšā§āϞāĻž!
āĻāϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āĻāĻā§āϰ āĻŽāϤ⧠āϤāĻžāϰ āĻĄāĻžāĻā§ āĻāϰ āϏā§āĻŦāĻĒā§āύā§
āϰāĻžāϤ⧠āϏāĻŦāĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻĢāĻŋāϏāĻĢāĻŋāϏ āĻāϰ⧠āĻšāϝāĻŧ āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦāϞā§āĻāĻŋāϞ⧠: āĻļāĻŋāĻā§āύ- āĻāĻĒāύāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāϞāĻŦāĻžāϏāϤā§!
āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧ āϝāĻāύ āĻāĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āώāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻŖ āĻšāϝāĻŧ āĻāĻŦāĻ āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŦ āĻāĻŋāύā§āϤāĻžāĻļā§āϞ, āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āϝ⧠āĻāϤā§āĻŽāĻž āĻĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§ āϰāĻžāϤ⧠āϤā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻĒāĻĨāĻŋāĻ!
āĻŽāύ āϝāĻāύ āĻāĻžāϞā§āĻŦāĻžāϏ⧠āϤāĻžāϰ āĻŽāϧā§āϰ āĻĄāĻžāĻā§ āϏ⧠āĻļā§āϧ⧠āϏā§āĻŦāĻĒā§āύ āĻĻā§āĻāϤ⧠āĻāĻžāύā§!
āĻāĻŋāϤāϰ⧠-āĻā§āώā§āĻāĻž āĻāϰāĻž, āĻŦāĻŋāϰā§āϧāĻŋāϤāĻž āĻāϰāĻž
āϏ⧠āĻĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞ⧠āĻĒāϰāĻŋāĻŖāϤ āĻšāϝāĻŧ, āĻ āĻŽāϰāϤā§āĻŦā§āϰ āĻĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞā§,
āĻāϤ āĻĻā§āĻāϏāĻžāĻšāϏ āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāϞāĻŋāĻā§āĻāύ- āĻā§āϰāĻŦā§āϞāĻž!
āϤāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ: ā§¨ā§Ž-⧧⧍-⧍ā§Ļā§¨ā§Š
ÂŠī¸ āϞā§āĻāĻā§āϰāĨ¤
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϤāĻž-ā§Ŧ
āĻāĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āώāĻž
āĻā§āĻŦāύ⧠āύāĻž āϏāϤā§āϝāĻŋāĻ
āϏā§āϰā§āϝ, āĻāĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āώāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāύāύā§āĻĻ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻāĻŋāύā§āϤāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻāĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āώāĻž āĻšā§āĻĻāϝāĻŧ āϏāϤā§āϝāĻŋāĻ āĻĒā§āϰāĻļāĻžāύā§āϤ āĻšāϝāĻŧ,
āĻāϤā§āĻŽāĻž āĻĻā§āϰā§āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāĻžāϏ āĻĢā§āϞā§āĨ¤
āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧ āĻāĻĄāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻāĻĒāύāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻā§ āĻĻā§āĻāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰāĻŦā§āύ āύāĻž
āĻāĻŦāĻ āϤāĻžāϰāĻĒāϰ⧠āĻāĻĒāύāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āĻāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāĻŦā§āύ! āϤāĻžāϰ āĻ āϧāϝāĻŧāύ⧠āϝāĻāύ āϏ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϏ āĻāϰā§,
āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āϏāĻŦāĻāĻŋāĻā§ āύā§āύ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻŦā§āϝāϝāĻŧ āĻāϰā§āύ,
āϏ⧠āϤāĻžāϰ āĻŽā§āĻšā§āϰā§āϤāĻā§āϞ⧠āϤāĻžāϰ āĻāĻā§āĻā§ āĻŽāϤ⧠āĻāĻžāĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ
āĻāĻžāĻāĻā§ āϤā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻā§āĻāĻž āύāĻž āĻāϰā§āĨ¤
āĻāĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āώāĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāĻĨā§ āϏāĻŦāĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻ āĻāĻā§!
āϝāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻāĻāĻāύ āĻā§āϰāĻŽāĻŖāĻāĻžāϰā§,
āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āϰāĻšāϏā§āϝ, āĻāĻŋ-āĻā§āώā§āĻāĻž āĻāϰā§āύ! āĻāĻŦā§āĻĻ āĻāϰāĻž, āĻāϝāĻŧ āĻāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻžāĻ
āĻā§āĻŦāύ⧠āĻĒā§āϰāĻŦā§āĻļ āĻāϰāϤ⧠āĻšāĻŦā§āĨ¤
āĻāĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āώāĻž āϝāĻĻāĻŋ āϤāĻž āύāĻž āĻšāϝāĻŧ
āĻāĻŽāϰāĻž āĻāĻāĻž āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻāĻŦā§ āύāĻž,
āĻāϰ āĻāĻŽāϰāĻž āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻāĻŦā§ āύāĻž
āĻāĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āώāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻžāϞāĻŦāĻžāϏāĻž āĻāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻžāĨ¤
āĻŽāĻžāύā§āώā§āϰ āϏā§āĻ āύā§āĻ āϝ⧠āĻāύā§āϝ āĻāĻā§āϞ āĻĒā§āϰāĻļāĻāϏāĻž āĻāϰāĻž āĻšāϝāĻŧ! āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻĒāύāĻŋ āĻāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āϰāĻŽāĻžāĻāϤ āĻ
āύā§āĻāĻŦ āĻāϰā§āύ
 āϏāĻŦ āĻ āĻŋāĻ āĻāĻā§ āĻā§āύā§āĻ,
āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻĒāύāĻŋ, āϝ⧠āĻāĻĒāύāĻžāϰ āĻĒāĻžāĻļā§ āĻāĻā§
āĻāĻĒāύāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻā§ āϤāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻĻāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰāĻŦā§āύ āύāĻž
āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻā§āĻŦāύ⧠āύā§āĻ!
āϤāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ: ā§¨ā§Ž-⧧⧍-⧍ā§Ļā§¨ā§Š
ÂŠī¸ āϞā§āĻāĻā§āϰāĨ¤
đ´A collection of poems by the Romanian poet ANA NASTASEđ´
Brief Biography:
Poet: ANA NASTASE
Romania.
 Focsani, Verancea County!
Born: March 27, 1955 Panciu City.
The poet’s love and inclination towards poetry started at a very young age from the primary class of school.
Her parents did not understand the value of this poetic talent and at that time they did not agree to support the girl’s poetry practice, they said that education should be given importance first! So from that time all the poems of the poet were destroyed, the notebook with the poems was thrown into the fire!
Due to this the poet suffered a lot.
After that he started writing again very late!
Now he began to pay attention to the editing of poetry! He’s already got an anthology out, a second and third coming out soon!and a book of poetry coming out next January (2024)!
He often participates in Bucharest Literary – Artistic Senaclass and IASI! Received medals and diplomas in the framework of the Senaclari! He has participated in various international competitions, in which he has been awarded many prizes! He really likes literary pursuits, writing and reading poetry in general is his daily routine now! Appreciation and recognition of one’s own poetry gives great encouragement and joy to the poet.
Poetry: 1.
wings of love
This feeling of love
No one can drive him away
From his life it is never like a destiny,
Divine and Magnificent!!
A relief and a softness
From two sides
It leads to the fulfillment of dreams
With unlimited love
From everyone’s soul
Love has wings.
If there is respect and love
from both sides,
Everything seems connected
For the love in your heart.
When love is divine
Everything seems to be coming
Towards us, endlessly
With the wings of love.
So that we can fly together
With love and infinity
 From heart and soul given
It is great to understand.
when you really love
And in life you feel that you are progressing,
Then love alone is for you
donation
You are happy and feel like you are floating!
28/12/23
Author: ANA NASTASE Romania! ÂŠī¸ by the author
Poem-2
oy of the soul
I want to be in your arms
And – how it looks in your divine eyes
In the blue sea and unable to resist
Your smile
With immense joy.
Your soft and divine voice
I used to listen for hours
 without getting bored
At least I can talk!
If I’m wrong, they might be
And now your wrong, I see
Spare me and teach me
How to proceed!
No more upset, and from the heart
Please, because I am
love you
You can tell me too
My point, unnecessary why
Absurd, isn’t it?
 “Excuse”
Can it not be given to me?
I know very well that not with bad intentions,
I’m still wrong, and only you!
i always say i love you
Faith, of course
and forgive me
For such a small mistake that is trivial…
Tell me many things with rebuke, that heart he cares not!
And tears turn me on
Suffering, and it’s not good
Not at all, I call the Helping Angel
Together when my sensitive heart trembles. Why, when you love, you tell no one Suffer in silence with pure thoughts of comfort.
Excuse me – please
i tell you
I have faith – in God, that he helped me!
And I must forgive!
I will never make a mistake again!
So with thought and heart
I will always love you!
Date: 28.12.2023
ÂŠī¸ by the author
Poem-3
Very dear rose
A rose…
great nobility,
He looked into my eyes
And she whispered to meâĻ
bend down
A little towards him!
And to pick him up from thereâĻ
I love him, and anyone
To give!
I asked with surprise? But why do you want to take it?
That makes you so happy!
you are so beautiful…
And I couldn’t stand it,
To break you…
he was leaning
By another, and in fact
why can’t you see
He suffered!
No…no…look – take a good look
The wind that has passed
Here, at my place.
What did he do, what did he do
That woke up early!
Oh… God, this
do you want to tell me…
Not even in my head
past,
that you have so much trouble
And you want a lover!
Then took it quickly
And I gave it with love
Who knew destiny?
Now she is happy here…
I saved him and he is in the houseâĻ
Beside others like him…in a vase (of flowers)
It looks beautiful!
He has water and he likes it
It is enough that he no longer lies!
He seems to love it too
And she is very happy!
Date: 28-12-2023
ÂŠī¸ by the author
Poem-4
you can’t forget
Love has no fault
But he can not forget!
The eyes that fascinated him and they bored him!
The yearning heart sighs and – in his burning thoughts
Even thinks himself innocent
That he looked and did not want!
It stuck in his mind
 A sweeter look than that
Voiceless, they cried
No one knew what would happen.
That you will still love
And you also want to know that in your last life it will appear somewhere out there
Your eyes fascinated him!
And you will win her heart
With a moment of silence
Without asking you, your desire was great and he remained in your chest!
You wait for him, like the sun rises, until the sun sets
That love burns endlessly, like a burning fire!
Date: 28-12-2023
ÂŠī¸ by the author.
Poem-5
Learn – I’m going to love you
At the door of the soul
what fate endures,
Lovely fragrance
Every moment is fixed!
Ivia lived in a dream
Which leads to infinity
When love!
My mantra-neglect!
Like sorrow of soul
In his calls and dreams
In the night everything is whispered you told me: learn to love you!
When the heart is full of desire and he is very thoughtful
The soul you gave
You are a traveler at night!
When the mind loves
He only knows how to dream of his sweet call!
In -to try, to oppose
He turns into a wall,
on the wall of immortality,
How dare you
Hugs – dawn!
Date: 28-12-2023
ÂŠī¸ by the author.
Poem-6
desire
Not really in life
Surya, desire and joy is a thought and a desire
The heart is truly soothed,
The soul sighs.
Time flies
You can’t see him
And then you’ll see him again! When he passed his studies,
He takes and spends everything,
He spends his moments as he pleases
Don’t care about anyone.
Everything has to do with desire!
who is a traveller,
A mystery, what-try! Seized, without fear
To enter life.
Desire if not
we won’t live alone
And we will not live
Without desire and love.
People are not happy
Craving for is appreciated! And
you feel it constantly
knowing all is well,
And you, who is by your side
You can’t drive him away
Not in your life!
Date: 28-12-2023
ÂŠī¸ by the author.
(in romana)
Scurta biografie: Poet: ANA Nastase Romania Focsani, judetul Verancea! NÄscut: 27 martie 1955 Pansue City. Dragostea Či ÃŽnclinaČia cÄtre poezie a poetului au ÃŽnceput ÃŽncÄ de la Čcoala primarÄ a Čcolii cÃĸnd era foarte mic. PÄrinČii ei nu au ÃŽnČeles valoarea talentului acestui poet Či la vremea aceea nu au fost de acord sÄ susČinÄ practica poeziei de cÄtre fetiČÄ, au spus cÄ trebuie sÄ li se acorde importanČÄ mai ÃŽntÃĸi educaČiei! Deci din acel moment toate poeziile poetului au fost distruse, caietul a fost aruncat ÃŽn foc cu poeziile! Din aceastÄ cauzÄ poetul a suferit mult. DupÄ aceea a ÃŽnceput sÄ scrie din nou prea tÃĸrziu! Acum a ÃŽnceput sÄ dea importanČÄ editÄrii poeziei! Are deja o antologie, a doua Či a treia vor fi publicate ÃŽn curÃĸnd! Či o carte de poezie va fi tipÄritÄ ÃŽn ianuarie (2024)! ParticipÄ des la literatura bucureÅteanÄ – cenacluri artisticÄ Åi IASI! A primit medalii Či diplome ÃŽn cadrul acestei senaclerii! A participat la diverse competiČii internaČionale, la care a fost distins cu numeroase premii! Ãi plac foarte mult activitÄČile literare, sÄ scrie Či sÄ citeascÄ poezie ÃŽn general este munca lui de zi cu zi! Aprecierea Či recunoaČterea propriei poezii oferÄ poetului o mare ÃŽncurajare Či bucurie. * Ãn ediČia actualÄ a ziarului bengalez (Pen đī¸ CRAFT), au fost compilate o grÄmadÄ de poezii ale acestui poet romÃĸn ÃŽn bengalezÄ Či englezÄ. Ãi transmitem sincerele felicitÄri poetului Či ÃŽi dorim succes ÃŽn viaČa poetului—(Redactor)
Md.Sadiqur Rahman RumenÂ
Traducere bengalezÄ Či englezÄ a poeziei din originalul romÃĸnesc de cÄtre poetul Md. Sadiqur Rahman Rumen, editor PEN CRAFT đī¸