POET. RONJA BROICHÂ
āĻ¸āĻāĻā§āĻˇāĻŋāĻĒā§āĻ¤ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻĒāĻ°āĻŋāĻāĻŋāĻ¤āĻŋ:
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āĻāĻŦāĻŋ: Ronja Broich.
āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻŽ: āĻ°ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻ¨āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧāĻžāĻ¯āĻŧ, āĻŦāĻ°ā§āĻ¤āĻŽāĻžāĻ¨ āĻŦāĻ¸āĻ¤ āĻāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻ¨āĻŋāĨ¤
āĻā§āĻŦ āĻŦā§āĻļāĻŋāĻĻāĻŋāĻ¨ āĻāĻā§ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻ¤āĻŋāĻ¨āĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž āĻ˛ā§āĻāĻžāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻšāĻžāĻ¤ āĻĻā§āĻ¨āĻ¨āĻŋāĨ¤
āĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ° āĻŦāĻĄāĻŧ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ āĻāĻļ āĻāĻ¤āĻŋāĻŽāĻ§ā§āĻ¯ā§ āĻĒāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ°ā§āĻā§āĻ¨ āĻ¸ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻŽā§ āĻ¸āĻāĻ¸āĻžāĻ° āĻ¨āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻāĨ¤
āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻ¤ā§āĻ¯ā§āĻ āĻŽāĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻˇā§āĻ°āĻ āĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ° āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ¨āĻŋāĻāĻ¸ā§āĻŦ āĻāĻ˛ā§āĻĒ āĻĨāĻžāĻā§āĨ¤ āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāĻ°ā§āĻ° āĻā§āĻĒāĻžāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻ¯āĻžāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻŦāĻž āĻ˛ā§āĻāĻ āĻšāĻŋāĻ¸ā§āĻŦā§ āĻā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻāĻ¸āĻŽāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻ¨āĻŋāĻā§āĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻˇā§āĻāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ°ā§āĻ¨āĨ¤
āĻ¤āĻāĻ¨ āĻ¤āĻžāĻāĻ°āĻž āĻ¨āĻŋāĻāĻ¸ā§āĻŦ āĻāĻ˛ā§āĻĒāĻ āĻāĻĻā§āĻ¯ āĻŦāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻžāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻ˛āĻŋāĻā§āĻ¨, āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧāĻ¤ā§ āĻ āĻ¨ā§āĻ āĻāĻĒāĻŽāĻž āĻ°ā§āĻĒāĻā§āĻ° āĻ āĻ¨ā§āĻ¤āĻ°āĻžāĻ˛ā§ āĻ¨āĻŋāĻāĻ¸ā§āĻŦ āĻāĻ˛ā§āĻĒā§āĻ° āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ¸ā§āĻ°āĻā§āĻˇāĻŋāĻ¤ āĻāĻĒāĻ¸ā§āĻĨāĻžāĻĒāĻ¨ āĻĨāĻžāĻā§! āĻāĻŋāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻ˛ā§āĻāĻā§āĻ° āĻ¯āĻžāĻĒāĻŋāĻ¤ āĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ° āĻ°āĻ¸ āĻā§āĻ¨ āĻ¨āĻž āĻā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻĻā§āĻŽāĻžāĻŦāĻ°āĻŖā§ āĻ¤āĻžāĻāĻ° āĻ°āĻāĻ¨āĻžāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻĒāĻ¸ā§āĻĨāĻŋāĻ¤ āĻšāĻŦā§āĻāĨ¤
āĻāĻŦāĻŋ Ronja Broich āĻāĻ° āĻ¸ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻŽā§āĻ° āĻŽā§āĻ¤ā§āĻ¯ā§ āĻ¤āĻžāĻāĻ° āĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ° āĻ¸āĻŦāĻā§āĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻā§āĻ°āĻžāĻāĻŋāĻ āĻāĻāĻ¨āĻž, āĻĒāĻ°āĻŽ āĻāĻžāĻ˛ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻžāĻ° āĻŽāĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻˇāĻāĻŋāĻ° āĻāĻŋāĻ° āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻ¸ā§āĻĨāĻžāĻ¨ā§ āĻŦāĻŋāĻ°āĻš āĻāĻžāĻ¤āĻ° āĻŽāĻžāĻ¨āĻ¸āĻŋāĻ āĻŦāĻŋāĻĒāĻ°ā§āĻ¯āĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻ° āĻŽā§āĻā§ āĻŦāĻŋāĻ§ā§āĻŦāĻ¸ā§āĻ¤ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻ°āĻ¸ā§āĻ¤ āĻŽāĻ¨ā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻāĻļā§āĻ°āĻ¯āĻŧ āĻā§āĻāĻāĻ˛ā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻ˛āĻŽā§āĻ°, āĻ˛āĻŋāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻļā§āĻ°ā§ āĻāĻ°āĻ˛ā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž: āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ¤āĻŋāĻšāĻžāĻ¸ āĻāĻ āĻ°āĻāĻŽ: āĻ¸āĻŦ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻ¨āĻ¨ā§āĻĻā§ āĻāĻĒā§āĻ˛ā§āĻ¤ āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž āĻ˛āĻŋāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻļā§āĻ°ā§ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻ¨ āĻ¨āĻ¯āĻŧ āĻŦā§āĻĻāĻ¨āĻžāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻžāĻ°āĻžāĻā§āĻ°āĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ āĻŽāĻ¨ā§ āĻļā§āĻ°ā§ āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻ¸ā§āĻāĻ¨āĨ¤
—āĻ¸āĻŽā§āĻĒāĻžāĻĻāĻāĨ¤
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āĻāĻŦāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻŦāĻŋ Ronja Broich āĻāĻ° āĻ¨āĻŋāĻāĻ¸ā§āĻŦ āĻŦāĻŋāĻŦā§āĻ¤āĻŋāĻ¤ā§ āĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻšāĻāĻ¯āĻŧāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ˛ā§āĻĒ āĻļā§āĻ¨āĻŋ:
 āĻ§āĻžāĻā§āĻāĻž āĻā§āĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻŽ!
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻ¸ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻŽā§āĻ° āĻŽā§āĻ¤ā§āĻ¯ā§āĻ° āĻĒāĻ° āĻāĻāĻāĻž āĻ§āĻžāĻā§āĻāĻž, āĻ¯āĻžāĻā§ āĻ¸āĻžāĻ°āĻžāĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨ āĻāĻžāĻ˛ā§āĻŦā§āĻ¸ā§āĻāĻŋ! āĻ¯āĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āĻ°āĻŖāĻž āĻāĻ° āĻ¸ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻšā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻžāĻ˛ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻž āĻĨā§āĻā§āĻ āĻāĻ° āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻŽ!
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻŦāĻšā§āĻ˛ āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻĒāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻā§āĻ° āĻĒāĻĨ āĻ§āĻ°ā§ āĻšāĻžāĻāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻšāĻžāĻāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻāĻāĻžāĻļā§āĻ° āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻā§āĻ āĻ°ā§āĻā§ āĻāĻĨāĻž āĻŦāĻ˛āĻāĻŋāĻ˛āĻžāĻŽ! āĻ¨āĻž āĻā§āĻŦā§āĻ āĻāĻĄāĻŧāĻžāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻĨāĻž āĻŦāĻ˛āĻāĻŋāĻ˛āĻžāĻŽ! āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻžāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻ¸ā§ āĻāĻāĻāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž āĻ˛āĻŋāĻāĻ˛āĻžāĻŽ! āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻĢā§āĻ¸āĻŦā§āĻā§ āĻĒā§āĻ¸ā§āĻ āĻāĻ°ā§ āĻāĻŽāĻā§ āĻĻāĻŋāĻ˛āĻžāĻŽ, āĻāĻ¤ āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻļāĻāĻ¸āĻž āĻšāĻ˛ā§ āĻ¯ā§ āĻāĻžāĻ°āĻĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻā§āĻ¸āĻžāĻš āĻļā§āĻ°ā§ āĻšāĻ˛ā§!
āĻā§āĻ¨ āĻā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻā§āĻ¸ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻŦā§ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻ˛āĻŋāĻāĻŋ āĻāĻ° āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻāĻŋāĻ¨āĻž!
āĻāĻĒāĻ¨āĻŋ āĻŦā§āĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻĒāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻ¨ āĻ¯ā§ āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻ¤ āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻļāĻāĻ¸āĻž āĻāĻļāĻž āĻāĻ°āĻŋāĻ¨āĻŋ!
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āĻ°āĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻ¸ āĻŽāĻ¤ āĻāĻŋāĻ˛!
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ¤ā§āĻ¤āĻ° āĻ˛āĻŋāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻ˛āĻžāĻāĻ˛āĻžāĻŽ āĻāĻāĻāĻ¨ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻ¯ā§ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻ¯ āĻāĻāĻāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž āĻ˛āĻŋāĻā§āĻāĻŋāĻ˛!
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻ¯ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž āĻŦāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻ˛āĻžāĻāĻ˛ā§!
āĻāĻžāĻĻā§āĻāĻ° āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻā§āĻāĻŋāĻ˛āĻžāĻŽ!
āĻāĻ°ā§ āĻ˛āĻŋāĻā§āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻžāĻ˛ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻžāĻ° āĻāĻĨāĻž, āĻŦā§āĻĻāĻ¨āĻž, āĻ¸ā§āĻŦāĻĒā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻāĻ¨ā§ āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻŖ āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧāĻ¨āĻŋ!
āĻāĻŋāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻˇ āĻāĻ°ā§ āĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŽ āĻ¸āĻŽā§āĻĒāĻ°ā§āĻā§ āĻ¯āĻž āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ āĻ¨ā§āĻāĻŦ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻ¯āĻž āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻšāĻžāĻ°āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻāĻŋ!
āĻāĻ¤ āĻŦā§āĻĻāĻ¨āĻž āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻŽ āĻ¨ā§āĻāĻ¯āĻŧāĻž āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻĨāĻŽ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻžāĨ¤
(ā§Š-āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž)
āĻ¸āĻŽā§āĻĻā§āĻ° āĻ¸āĻŦāĻ¸āĻŽāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻāĻ¤ā§āĻ°āĻŋāĻ¤ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻā§
āĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻĢā§āĻ¨āĻž āĻĸā§āĻāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻĢāĻŋāĻ¸āĻĢāĻŋāĻ¸āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§āĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻ¨ āĻ¤āĻžāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻŦāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻŦā§āĻ āĻā§ āĻĄāĻžāĻā§
āĻŦāĻ°āĻžāĻŦāĻ°ā§āĻ° āĻŽāĻ¤ā§ āĻā§āĻŽāĻ˛!
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻĻā§āĻāĻž āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻāĻŋāĻ˛ āĻ¸āĻŽā§āĻĻā§āĻ°ā§āĻ° āĻ¤ā§āĻ°ā§
 āĻā§āĻ§ā§āĻ˛āĻŋāĻ¤ā§ āĻ āĻ¨āĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āĻ° āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻ¤āĻžāĻāĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻāĻā§
 āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻ¸ā§āĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻ¸āĻŦāĻ¸āĻŽāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻā§āĻļāĻŋ āĻāĻŋāĻ˛āĻžāĻŽ
 āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻā§ āĻ āĻĒāĻ°āĻā§ āĻāĻā§āĻāĻžāĻ° āĻ¸āĻžāĻĨā§ āĻāĻžāĻ˛āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻ¤āĻžāĻŽ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻžāĻ˛āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻž āĻ¸āĻŋāĻ˛ āĻāĻ°āĻž āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧ
āĻĢā§āĻŽāĻŋāĻ āĻ¨ā§āĻ˛ āĻĸā§āĻ āĻāĻ°
āĻ¤āĻŋāĻ¨āĻŋ āĻ¸āĻŦāĻ¸āĻŽāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻžāĻāĻžāĻāĻžāĻāĻŋ āĻ¨āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻāĻ¸ā§āĻ¨
āĻāĻāĻ¤āĻž āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻĄāĻŧāĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻ§āĻ°ā§!
(ā§Ē)
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ¯āĻž āĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻ˛āĻŋāĻā§āĻāĻŋ āĻ¤āĻž āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ° āĻ
āĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻāĻ¤āĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻžāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻ°ā§āĻĒāĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤āĻ° āĻāĻ°āĻž āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻā§!
āĻāĻžāĻ˛ āĻāĻļā§āĻŦāĻ° āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻ¯ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ¸āĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āĻŦāĻ¨āĻž āĻšāĻŋāĻ¸āĻžāĻŦā§ āĻāĻ āĻ āĻ¨ā§āĻā§āĻ°āĻš āĻĻāĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻā§āĻ¨, āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻ āĻ¨ā§āĻ āĻĒāĻžāĻ āĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻ¯ āĻ¯āĻžāĻ°āĻž āĻ¤āĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻŽāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤āĻŦā§āĻ¯ā§āĻ° āĻŽāĻžāĻ§ā§āĻ¯āĻŽā§ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻ§āĻ¨ā§āĻ¯āĻŦāĻžāĻĻ āĻāĻžāĻ¨āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻā§āĻ¨āĨ¤
āĻ¨āĻŋāĻ°ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻŋāĻ¤ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž -ā§§
āĻĻā§āĻāĻŋ āĻŽāĻšāĻžāĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻŦ
āĻāĻžāĻāĻĻ āĻ¯āĻāĻ¨ āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻļā§āĻ°āĻ¯āĻŧ āĻĻā§āĻ¯āĻŧ
āĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŖ āĻāĻžāĻāĻāĻāĻŽāĻāĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŖ
āĻāĻ° āĻ¤āĻžāĻ°āĻžāĻā§āĻ˛ā§ āĻāĻāĻāĻĄāĻŧā§ āĻ§āĻ°ā§,
āĻŽā§āĻā§āĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻāĻāĻžāĻļ āĻĨā§āĻā§!
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻĒāĻ¨āĻžāĻ° āĻā§āĻŽāĻ˛āĻ¤āĻž āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸,
āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻ¤āĻŋ āĻ°āĻžāĻ¤ā§
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻā§āĻŽā§āĻŦāĻ¨ āĻāĻĒāĻā§āĻ āĻāĻ°āĻāĻŋ
āĻāĻ° āĻĢāĻŋāĻ¸āĻĢāĻŋāĻ¸ āĻāĻ°ā§ āĻāĻĨāĻžāĻā§āĻ˛ā§!
āĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāĻ˛āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻž āĻĻāĻžāĻ
āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻŽā§āĻ˛ā§āĻ¯ āĻĻāĻŋāĻ, āĻāĻŽāĻŋāĻ
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāĻ˛āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻž āĻĻāĻŋāĻ!
āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻĻā§āĻāĻ¨ āĻ¸ā§āĻŦāĻĒā§āĻ¨āĻŦāĻžāĻ
āĻāĻžāĻ˛āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻž āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻŋāĻ¤ā§āĻ¤āĻŋ
āĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻ°āĻžāĻŽ āĻ¨āĻŋāĻ
āĻ¸ā§āĻ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻŽāĻ°ā§āĻĻā§āĻ¯āĻžāĻ¨!
āĻāĻžāĻ˛āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻž āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻŽāĻ§ā§āĻ¯ā§ āĻāĻā§,
āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŽ āĻ¨āĻŋāĻāĻļā§āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸
āĻāĻāĻž āĻŦāĻžāĻ¤āĻžāĻ¸, āĻāĻāĻž āĻāĻžāĻŦāĻžāĻ°āĻ
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻ¸ā§āĻ!
āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ¸āĻŽā§āĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŖ āĻāĻ°āĻž
āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻ¸ā§āĻ¨ā§āĻĻāĻ°āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻāĻā§ āĻ āĻĒāĻ°ā§āĻ° āĻĒāĻ°āĻŋāĻĒā§āĻ°āĻ
āĻ¯āĻĻāĻŋāĻ āĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻā§āĻ¨ā§āĻ¯āĻŧāĻāĻŋāĻ°āĻŋ
āĻāĻŽāĻŋāĻ, āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻž!
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ§ā§āĻ°ā§āĻ¯ āĻļāĻŋāĻā§āĻāĻŋ
 āĻāĻŽāĻŋāĻ āĻ¨āĻŋāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻļāĻŋāĻā§āĻāĻŋ
āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻļāĻŋāĻāĻž āĻā§āĻŦ āĻŦāĻĄāĻŧ
 āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻā§āĻŽāĻ˛ āĻāĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻ¸āĻžāĻĨā§!
āĻĻā§āĻāĻŋ āĻŽāĻšāĻžāĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻŦā§āĻ° āĻŽāĻ¤ā§
āĻāĻ¤ āĻāĻžāĻĻā§āĻāĻ°ā§āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻ¤āĻžāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻāĻ°ā§āĻˇāĻŖ āĻāĻ°ā§
āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āĻˇāĻžāĻ° āĻ¸āĻžāĻĨā§ āĻŽāĻŋāĻļā§ āĻ¯āĻžāĻ
āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻ¯āĻāĻ¨ āĻāĻā§ āĻ āĻĒāĻ°ā§āĻ° āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻāĻžāĻ˛ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻžāĻ° āĻĻā§āĻˇā§āĻāĻŋāĻ¤ā§ āĻ¤āĻžāĻāĻžāĻ!
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž-ā§¨
āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ§ā§āĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻ¯!
āĻ¸āĻžāĻ°āĻž āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻŦ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ§ā§āĻ°āĻž,
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨ā§ āĻāĻ¸āĻžāĻ° āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻ¯ āĻ§āĻ¨ā§āĻ¯āĻŦāĻžāĻĻ
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻŽāĻžāĻ§ā§āĻ¯āĻŽā§ āĻĻā§āĻāĻž āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻāĻŋāĻ˛
āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻāĻ¤ā§āĻ°āĻŋāĻ¤ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻāĻ°āĻāĻŽ āĻāĻŦāĻĻā§āĻ§!
āĻāĻžāĻ˛āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻžāĻ° āĻļāĻŋāĻāĻž āĻĻāĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻ˛āĻŋāĻā§āĻāĻ¨ āĻāĻ°āĻŋ,
āĻĻā§āĻ° āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻ¸āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻā§ āĻāĻĄāĻŧāĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻ§āĻ°ā§
āĻ¸ā§āĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻāĻžāĻļā§āĻ° āĻ¨āĻŋāĻā§ āĻ§āĻ¨ā§āĻ¯ āĻšā§āĻ
āĻāĻžāĻ˛ āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ§ā§āĻ°āĻž, āĻāĻ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻā§āĻāĻž!
āĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ° āĻāĻ°ā§āĻāĻāĻž āĻŦāĻāĻ° āĻāĻ¤ āĻĻā§āĻ°ā§āĻ¤ āĻā§āĻā§ āĻā§āĻ˛
āĻ¯āĻāĻ¨ āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻ¤āĻŋāĻĻāĻŋāĻ¨ āĻāĻāĻ¸āĻžāĻĨā§ āĻĒāĻĄāĻŧāĻŋ,
āĻ āĻĨāĻŦāĻž āĻāĻŽāĻ¨āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻŽā§āĻā§ āĻšāĻžāĻ¸āĻŋ āĻĻāĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻāĻāĻŋ āĻāĻĒāĻā§āĻ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻāĻŋ
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ¯āĻž āĻ˛āĻŋāĻā§āĻāĻŋ, āĻŽāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤āĻŦā§āĻ¯ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻ āĻ¨ā§āĻāĻŦ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻāĻŋ!
āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻ¸āĻĻāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻĨāĻž āĻĻāĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻ¨āĻŋāĻā§āĻĻā§āĻ° āĻ¸āĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āĻŦāĻ¨āĻž āĻĻāĻŋāĻ˛āĻžāĻŽ
āĻāĻĒāĻ¨āĻžāĻ° āĻĒāĻžāĻļā§ āĻāĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻž āĻ¸āĻā§āĻā§ āĻā§āĻ¨ āĻĒāĻā§āĻˇāĻĒāĻžāĻ¤ āĻāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻž
āĻāĻžāĻŽāĻĄāĻŧāĻžāĻ° āĻ°āĻ, āĻ§āĻ°ā§āĻŽ āĻŦāĻž āĻ āĻ¨ā§āĻ¯āĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻ¯ āĻŽāĻ¤āĻŦāĻžāĻĻ
āĻ¤āĻžāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻā§āĻ¯āĻŦāĻĻā§āĻ§ āĻšāĻ¤ā§ āĻŦāĻžāĻ§āĻž āĻĻā§āĻ¯āĻŧāĻ¨āĻŋ!
āĻ¸āĻžāĻ°āĻž āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āĻŦ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ§ā§āĻ°āĻž
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻāĻĒāĻ¨āĻžāĻā§ āĻ¨āĻ¤ā§āĻ¨ āĻŦāĻāĻ°ā§āĻ° āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻžāĻā§āĻāĻžāĻ˛ā§ āĻļā§āĻā§āĻā§āĻāĻž āĻāĻžāĻ¨āĻžāĻ,
āĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŽ āĻāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻ¸āĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āĻˇā§āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻā§
āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻĒāĻ¨āĻŋ āĻ¯āĻž āĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻ¨ āĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻĒā§āĻ°āĻ¤āĻŋāĻ§ā§āĻŦāĻ¨āĻŋ āĻāĻā§!
āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻŦāĻāĻ°āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻžāĻ˛āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻļā§āĻˇ āĻšā§āĻ
āĻ¸āĻžāĻĢāĻ˛ā§āĻ¯ āĻāĻĒāĻ¨āĻžāĻ° āĻŽā§āĻā§āĻ āĻšāĻ¤ā§ āĻĒāĻžāĻ°ā§
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻžāĻ āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻā§āĻ¯āĻŧāĻžāĻ˛ āĻāĻ˛āĻŋāĻā§āĻāĻ¨
āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ¸ā§āĻ¨ā§āĻĻāĻ° āĻāĻŋāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤āĻž āĻ¸āĻŦāĻ¸āĻŽāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻāĻ¸āĻžāĻĨā§ āĻāĻ¨āĻ¤ā§!
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž-ā§Š
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻā§āĻ°āĻšāĻŖ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻ¨
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻĒāĻ¨āĻžāĻ° āĻšā§āĻĻāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻā§āĻ°āĻšāĻŖ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻ¨
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻāĻžāĻ˛ā§āĻŦā§āĻ¸ā§ āĻŽā§āĻĄāĻŧāĻžāĻ¨ā§
āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āĻ¤āĻžāĻ° āĻāĻˇā§āĻŖāĻ¤āĻž āĻāĻĒāĻā§āĻ āĻāĻ°āĻ¤ā§ āĻĒāĻžāĻ°āĻŋ
āĻļā§āĻ§ā§ āĻ¸ā§āĻŽā§āĻ¤āĻŋ āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻĨāĻžāĻāĻŦā§āĻ¨ āĻ¨āĻž!
āĻ¨āĻ°āĻŽ āĻ ā§āĻāĻā§āĻ° āĻ
āĻŽā§āĻ¤ āĻā§āĻŽā§āĻ
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻĻā§āĻˇā§āĻāĻŋāĻ° āĻā§āĻŽāĻ˛āĻ¤āĻž āĻ
āĻ¨ā§āĻāĻŦ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻ¨
āĻ¤āĻžāĻ°āĻĒāĻ° āĻāĻŦā§āĻā§ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻā§āĻŽā§ āĻĻāĻžāĻ
āĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŽā§āĻ° āĻ°ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻā§āĻ āĻāĻĒāĻā§āĻ āĻāĻ°ā§āĻ¨!
āĻŽāĻ¸ā§āĻŖ āĻāĻ˛ āĻĻāĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻŦā§āĻ¯āĻĨāĻž āĻ¨āĻŋāĻāĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻĻāĻžāĻ
āĻ¸ā§āĻ°ā§āĻ¤ā§āĻ° āĻŽāĻ¤ā§ āĻĢāĻŋāĻ¸āĻĢāĻŋāĻ¸ āĻāĻ°ā§ āĻā§āĻŽāĻ˛āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻāĻžāĻā§
āĻŽāĻŋāĻˇā§āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻĨāĻž āĻ¯āĻž āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻ¸āĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§āĻŦāĻ¨āĻž āĻĻā§āĻ¯āĻŧ
āĻāĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻž āĻŦāĻŋāĻˇāĻŖā§āĻŖ āĻāĻŋāĻ¨ā§āĻ¤ā§ āĻ¸ā§āĻ¨ā§āĻĻāĻ°ā§āĻ¯ā§ āĻāĻ°āĻĒā§āĻ°!
āĻ¤ā§āĻŽāĻžāĻ° āĻšā§āĻĻāĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻ° āĻ
āĻ°ā§āĻ§ā§āĻ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻā§ āĻĻāĻžāĻ
āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻĒāĻ¨āĻžāĻ° āĻ
āĻ°ā§āĻ§ā§āĻ āĻ¸āĻā§āĻā§
āĻāĻ¸ā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻāĻ¸āĻžāĻĨā§ āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ¸āĻŽā§āĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŖ āĻāĻ°āĻž āĻ¯āĻžāĻ
āĻāĻ¸ā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻžāĻ˛ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻžāĻ°āĻžāĻĒ āĻ¸āĻŽāĻ¯āĻŧā§ āĻāĻāĻ¸āĻžāĻĨā§ āĻĨāĻžāĻāĻŋ!
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻžāĻ˛āĻŦāĻžāĻ¸āĻž āĻŽāĻšāĻŋāĻŽāĻžāĻ¨ā§āĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤ āĻšā§āĻ
āĻā§āĻ āĻ¯ā§āĻ¨ āĻāĻ˛āĻžāĻĻāĻž āĻ¨āĻž āĻšāĻ¯āĻŧ,
āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ¸ā§āĻ¨ā§āĻĻāĻ° āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻ¨ā§āĻĻāĻŽāĻ¯āĻŧ āĻļā§āĻ˛ā§āĻ āĻ¸āĻš
āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž āĻāĻ°āĻŋ, āĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨āĻā§ āĻļāĻŋāĻ˛ā§āĻĒ āĻāĻ°āĻŋ!
āĻŦāĻžāĻ¤āĻžāĻ¸ āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻ¸āĻ¨ā§āĻ āĻāĻžāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻĻāĻŋāĻ¨
āĻ¨āĻžāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻĻāĻžāĻ, āĻā§āĻ¸ā§ āĻ¯āĻžāĻ,
āĻŦāĻžāĻ¤āĻžāĻ¸ā§ āĻĢā§āĻ˛ā§āĻā§āĻ¸āĻā§āĻ˛āĻŋ āĻĒāĻŋāĻ°ā§āĻ¯āĻŧā§āĻāĻ¸ āĻāĻ°ā§
āĻļā§āĻ¤ā§āĻ° āĻāĻžāĻĻā§ āĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŖāĻ¤āĻž āĻ
āĻ¨ā§āĻāĻŦ āĻāĻ°āĻž āĻ¯āĻžāĻ!
āĻāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤āĻž-ā§Ē
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻ˛ā§āĻĒ
āĻāĻŽāĻžāĻĻā§āĻ° āĻāĻ˛ā§āĻĒ āĻĻā§āĻ āĻ¯āĻžāĻ¯āĻžāĻŦāĻ° āĻĒā§āĻ°ā§āĻŽāĻŋāĻāĻā§ āĻ¨āĻŋāĻ¯āĻŧā§
āĻ¸āĻžāĻ°āĻž āĻā§āĻŦāĻ¨ āĻ¤āĻžāĻ°āĻž āĻāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻŽāĻ°ā§āĻā§āĻŽāĻŋāĻ° āĻĻā§āĻŦā§āĻĒ āĻā§āĻāĻāĻ¤ā§ āĻĨāĻžāĻā§,
āĻāĻŽāĻ°āĻž āĻĻā§’āĻāĻ¨ āĻĢāĻžāĻ° āĻŦāĻ¨ā§āĻ° āĻŽāĻ§ā§āĻ¯ā§ āĻā§āĻ°āĻŽāĻŖāĻāĻžāĻ°ā§ āĻāĻŋāĻ˛āĻžāĻŽ
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(English version)
Brief Poet Introduction:
(1)
Poet: Ronja Broich.
Born: Romania, currently lives in Germany.
Haven’t written poetry for a long time.
A large part of life is spent with husband and family.
Every person has their own life story. By God’s grace those who find themselves sometimes as poets or writers.
Then they write their own stories in prose or poetry, perhaps behind many of the similes with their own protected representations of the story! But the essence of the poet’s life will emerge in his works in some guise.
Poet Ronja Broich’s husband’s death is the most tragic event in her life, grief-stricken by the death of the one she loved the most, the poet takes refuge in the pen in the face of mental breakdown, and begins to write poems: All poets may begin to write poems with sadness or joy! The creation of poetry begins with a mind burdened with joy or pain.
—Editor.
(2)
Now we hear poet Ronja Broich’s story of becoming a poet in her own statement:
The birth of my poetry by shock!
A shock after the death of my husband whom I have loved all my life! It was born from pain and boundless love!
Walking along the path of our much-loved park, I was talking with my eyes on the sky! I was talking in rhyme without thinking! Came home and wrote a poem! I surprised by posting on Facebook, it was so appreciated that enthusiasm started from all sides!
Some poets have asked me since when I write and whether I am a poet!
You understand that I did not expect so much praise!
I was like in a trance!
I started writing the poem’s answer to a poet who wrote a poem for me!
I began to write poetry for me!
I became a magician!
I wrote more about love, pain, dreams have not yet been fulfilled!
But especially about the love that I felt and that I lost!
The first poem born from so much pain;
 I met my husband at sea, he was a student in his last year at the Naval Military Academy, and I was in my last year at the Economic High School in Konstanz!
Love at first sight, such a beautiful and unique love story that I might write a novel someday!
Married forever part of us!!!
I have written a lot about our love and about the sea that brought us together with the foaming waves that caressed our souls and our bodies! “Love Like the Sea” in Volume I
I wrote a poem that is very dear to me and full of elements of reality:
(3)
(Poetry)
The sea has always brought us together
His foam waved and whispered. Now they call us again for a meeting
Gentle as always!
We met on the beach
Gazing at infinity in the twilight
We were always happy at the beach
And we loved each other with a will Our love was sealed
Of foaming blue waves
He always brings us closer
Unity embraces us!
(4)
Everything I write is my life experience and transformed into poetry!
The good Lord has given me this grace as a consolation for my soul, and for the many readers who have thanked me through their comments.
Selected Poems-1
Poem-1
Two universes
When the moon indulges
In its full splendor
And the stars cling
From the pearl sky!
I live your tenderness
Every night
I enjoy your kiss
And the words in a whisper!
you give me love
And I value you
Me too
I give you love!
We are two dreamers
Love is our base
In it we rest
She is also our oasis!
Love is in us
We breathe love
It’s air, it’s also food
Ours is happiness!
We make a whole
We complement each other nicely
Although you a volcano
Me too, dear soul!
I learned patience
I also learned to extinguish
A flame too big
With my gentle soul!
Like two universes
How magically they attract
We merge with longing
When we look at each other with love!
Poem-2
For you friends!
Dear friends from all over the world,
Thank you for being in my life
We met through our dear poetry
What united us and bound us somehow!
I embrace you with the flame of love,
Hugging you all from afar
Be blessed under the sky of happiness
Good friends, this is my wish!
How quickly another year of life has passed
When we read together daily,
Or even enjoyed it with smiles on my face
Everything I wrote, commented and felt!
We comforted ourselves with kind words
With the soul at your side without prejudice
Skin color, religions or other doctrines
They did not prevent us from being united!
Dear friends from all over the world
I wish you on the eve of the new year,
To be loved and to have satisfaction
And everything you do has an echo!
And let the year end well
May success be your crown
A virtual hug from me
A beautiful thought to always bring us together!
Poem-3
receive me
Receive me into your heart
Wrap me in love
I can enjoy her warmth
Don’t be just a memory!
Sip the nectar of soft lips
Feel the tenderness of my gaze
Kiss me passionately then
Savor the thrill of love!
Quench my pain with smooth water
Like a stream whisper tenderly to me
Sweet words that comfort me
The soul sad but full of beauty!
Give me half of your heart
And with half of you
Let’s make a whole together
Let’s be together in good and bad times!
May our love be sublime
Let no one separate,
With a beautiful and rhyming verse
We make poetry, life an art!
Let the wind sing us sonnets
Let us dance, let us float,
In the air the flakes do pirouettes
Let’s feel the magic of winter to the fullest!
Poem-4
Our story
Our story is about two nomadic lovers
All their lives they searched for a desert island
We were two travelers among fir forests
But we didn’t find our world even in the holy glie!
Wandering tramps but very much in love
We sought to build our own world
But guided by fate or destiny
I lived among strangers, bypassing customs!
 When others from the brambles wove wreaths for us
We knew how to turn them into stars
And blessing miracles happened
Overcoming pain, trouble and hard days!
As long as there is still love in the heart
And two hearts beat the same rhythm in unison,
It can only be about happiness
And the life of two is magical and without blazon!
(Romanian Version)
ScurtÄ introducere a poetului:
(1)
PoetÄ: Ronja Broich.
NÄscut: RomÃĸnia, ÃŽn prezent locuieČte ÃŽn Germania.
Nu am mai scris poezie de mult.
 O mare parte a vieČii este petrecutÄ cu soČul Či familia.
Fiecare om are propria poveste de viaČÄ. Prin harul lui Dumnezeu cei care se regÄsesc uneori ca poeČi sau scriitori.
Apoi ÃŽČi scriu propriile poveČti ÃŽn prozÄ sau poezie, poate ÃŽn spatele multor comparaČii cu propriile lor reprezentÄri protejate ale poveČtii! Dar esenČa vieČii poetului va apÄrea ÃŽn operele sale ÃŽntr-o formÄ oarecare.
Moartea soČului poetei Ronja Broich este cel mai tragic eveniment din viaČa ei, ÃŽndureratÄ de moartea celui pe care l-a iubit cel mai mult, poetul se refugiazÄ ÃŽn condei ÃŽn faČa cÄderii mintale Či ÃŽncepe sÄ scrie poezii: ToČi poeČii poate ÃŽncepe sÄ scrie poezii cu tristeČe sau bucurie! Crearea poeziei ÃŽncepe cu o minte ÃŽmpovÄrata de bucurie sau durere.
—Editor.
(2)
Acum auzim povestea poetei Ronja Broich despre a deveni poetÄ ÃŽn propria ei declaraČie:
NaČterea poeziei mele prin Čoc!
Un Čoc dupÄ moartea soČului meu pe care l-am iubit toatÄ viaČa! S-a nÄscut din durere Či iubire nemÄrginitÄ!
MergÃĸnd pe poteca parcului nostru mult iubit, vorbeam cu ochii pe cer! Vorbeam ÃŽn rimÄ fÄrÄ sÄ mÄ gÃĸndesc! Am venit acasÄ Či a scris o poezie! Am surprins postÃĸnd pe Facebook, a fost atÃĸt de apreciat ÃŽncÃĸt a ÃŽnceput entuziasmul din toate pÄrČile!
Unii poeČi m-au ÃŽntrebat de cÃĸnd scriu Či dacÄ sunt poet!
ÃnČelegi cÄ nu mÄ aČteptam la atÃĸtea laude!
Eram ca ÃŽn transÄ!
Am ÃŽnceput sÄ scriu rÄspunsul poeziei unui poet care a scris o poezie pentru mine!
Am ÃŽnceput sÄ scriu poezie pentru mine!
Am devenit magician!
Am scris mai multe despre dragoste, durere, visele ÃŽncÄ nu s-au ÃŽmplinit!
Dar mai ales despre dragostea pe care am simČit-o Či pe care am pierdut-o!
Prima poezie nÄscutÄ din atÃĸta durere;
L-am cunoscut pe soČul meu pe mare, el era student ÃŽn ultimul an la Academia NavalÄ MilitarÄ, iar eu eram ÃŽn ultimul an la Liceul Economic din Konstanz!
Dragoste la prima vedere, o poveste de dragoste atÃĸt de frumoasÄ Či unicÄ, ÃŽncÃĸt aČ putea scrie un roman cÃĸndva!
CÄsÄtorit pentru totdeauna parte din noi!!!
Am scris multe despre dragostea noastrÄ Či despre marea care ne-a adus ÃŽmpreunÄ cu valurile ÃŽnspumate care ne mÃĸngÃĸiau sufletele Či trupurile! âDragoste ca mareaâ ÃŽn volumul I
Am scris o poezie care ÃŽmi este foarte dragÄ Či plinÄ de elemente de realitate:
(3-Poezie)
Marea ne-a unit mereu
Spuma lui flutura Či Čopti. Acum ne sunÄ din nou pentru o ÃŽntÃĸlnire
Bland ca intotdeauna!
Ne-am ÃŽntÃĸlnit pe plajÄ
Privind infinitul ÃŽn amurg
Am fost mereu fericiČi la plajÄ
Či ne-am iubit cu voinČÄ Dragostea noastrÄ a fost pecetluitÄ
De valuri albastre spumoase
El ne aduce mereu mai aproape
Unitatea ne ÃŽmbrÄČiČeazÄ!
(4)
Tot ceea ce scriu este experienČa mea de viaČÄ Či s-a transformat ÃŽn poezie!
Bunul Dumnezeu mi-a dat acest har ca o mÃĸngÃĸiere pentru sufletul meu, Či pentru mulČi cititori care mi-au mulČumit prin comentariile lor.
Poezii alese-1
DouÄ universuriÂ
CÃĸnd luna se rÄsfaČÄ
Ãn plina ei splendoareÂ
Si stelele se-agaČÄÂ
De cer mÄrgÄritare!
TrÄiesc tandreČe ta
Ãn fiecare noapteÂ
ÃČi savurez sarutulÂ
Či vorbele ÃŽn Čoapte !
Ãmi dÄruieČti iubireÂ
Iar eu te preČuiescÂ
La rÃĸndul meu Či euÂ
Iubire-Či dÄruiesc!
Suntem doi visÄtoriÂ
Iubirea ne e bazaÂ
Ãn ea ne odihnimÂ
Ea ne este Či oaza !
Iubirea e ÃŽn noiÂ
Noi respirÄm iubireÂ
E aer , e Či hranÄÂ
A noastrÄ-i fericire!
Noi facem un ÃŽntreg
Ne completÄm frumosÂ
Desi tu un vulcanÂ
Či eu suflet duios!
Am ÃŽnvÄČat rÄbdareÂ
Či-am ÃŽnvÄČat sÄ stingÂ
O flacÄrÄ prea mareÂ
Cu sufletul meu blÃĸnd!
Ca douÄ universuriÂ
Ce magic se atragÂ
Ne contopim cu dorulÂ
CÃĸnd ne privim cu drag!
poezii-2
Pentru voi prieteni!
Prieteni dragi din lumea ÃŽntreagÄ,
VÄ mulČumesc ca existaČi ÃŽn viaČa mea
Ne-am cunoscut prin poezia noastrÄ dragÄÂ
Ce ne-a unit Či ne-a legat cumva!
Eu vÄ cuprind cu flacÄra iubirii ,
VÄ-mbrÄČiČez pe toČi din depÄrtareÂ
 FiČi binecuvÃĸntaČi sub cerul fericiriiÂ
Prieteni buni, asta-i a mea urare!Â
Ce repede a trecut ÃŽncÄ un an din viaČÄ
CÃĸnd ÃŽmpreunÄ zilnic ne-am citit,
Sau chiar am savurat cu zÃĸmbete pe faČÄ
Tot ce am scris, am comentat Či am simČit !
Ne-am mÃĸngÃĸiat cu vorbele de bine
Cu sufletul alÄturi fÄrâ de prejudecÄČiÂ
Culoare pielii, religii sau alte doctrineÂ
Nu ne-au ÃŽmpiedicat sÄ fim uniČi!
Prieteni dragi din lumea ÃŽntreagÄ
Eu vÄ doresc ÃŽn prag de anul nou,Â
SÄ fiČi iubiČi Či sÄ aveČi satisfacČiiÂ
Iar tot ceea cea ce faceČi sÄ aibÄ un ecou !
Iar anul sÄ se termine cu bine
Succesul sÄ vÄ fie o cununÄÂ
O ÃŽmbrÄČiČare virtualÄ de la mineÂ
Un gÃĸnd frumos mereu sÄ ne adune!
poezii-3
PrimeČte-mÄÂ
PrimeČte-mÄ ÃŽn inimÄ ta
ÃnveleČte-mÄ cu iubireÂ
CÄldura ei s-o pot savuraÂ
SÄ nu-mi fie doar amintire!
Soarbe nectarul buzelor moi
Simte-mi tandreČea priviriiÂ
SÄruta-mÄ cu pasiune apoi
SavureazÄ fiorul iubirii!
Stinge-mi durerea cu apÄ linÄ
Ca un pÃĸrÃĸu ČopteČte-mi duiosÂ
Cuvinte dulci ce ÃŽmi alinÄÂ
Sufletul trist dar plin de frumos !
DÄ-mi jumÄtatea din inima ta
Či cu o jumÄtatea din tineÂ
SÄ facem un ÃŽntreg ÃŽmpreunÄÂ
SÄ fim ÃŽn doi la greu Či la bine!
Iubirea noastrÄ sÄ fie sublimÄ
Nimeni sÄ nu despartÄ,Â
C-un vers frumos Či cu rimÄÂ
Facem poezie, viaČa o artÄ!
VÃĸntul sÄ ne cÃĸnte sonete
Noi sÄ dansÄm, sÄ plutim,Â
Ãn aer fulgii fac pirueteÂ
Magia iernii din plin s-o simČim!
Poezii-4
Povestea noastrÄÂ
Povestea noastrÄ e a doi iubiČi nomazi
Ce toatÄ viaČa au cÄutat o insulÄ pustieÂ
Am fost doi cÄlÄtori printre pÄduri de braziÂ
Dar n-am gÄsit a noastrÄ lume nici ÃŽn sfÃĸnta glie!
Hoinari umblÃĸnd dar foarte ÃŽndrÄgostiČi
Am cÄutat sÄ construim a noastrÄ lumeÂ
ÃnsÄ de soarta sau destin cÄlÄuziČiÂ
Am trÄit printre strÄini, trecÃĸnd peste cutume!Â
CÃĸnd alČii din mÄrÄcini ne-au ÃŽmpletit cununi
Noi am Čtiut sÄ le transformÄm in steleÂ
Či binecuvÃĸntÃĸnd s-au ÃŽntÃĸmplat minuniÂ
TrecÃĸnd peste durere , necaz Či zile grele !Â
AtÃĸta timp cÃĸt mai existÄ-n inimÄ iubire
Či douÄ inimi bat aceleaČi ritm la unison,
Nu poate fi vorba decÃĸt de fericireÂ
Iar viaČa-n doi e magicÄ Či fÄrÄ de blazon!