wind in the glass
„ si din cenuaa, prin lupta, se ridica ”
by: florentinalaic
White dress
adaugat pe 13 Dec 2009
White dress Poor girl walking on the street, For three days she didn`t eat, Her cotton dress was old, Her thin body – very cold. Winter wind was blowing harsh, Suddenly, I heard a crash, One moment… girl was down, Blood… on all white town. Is there in the street any rule? Even way to heaven was cruel, For this blameless soul, Angel suffered all. Blood on her white dress and arm, Life can`t do her any more harm, Angels raised her little soul – pure, She had no pains to endure. In her world there is no sorrow, No worry for tomorrow. -Please, girl, take me with you now! -I`d do it. I don`t know how. -Please, Lord, don`t let me here! - Your soul to raise… needs many tears. Love, help others without fears! And God will be with you in all the coming years.
Alete insemnari din blog
08 Dec 2009 | ||
Fight for me If you love me, Fight and see What hard it could be Your life without me. If you are refused, Get it used, I am now confused So I am excused. If you are still sorrow, Come on, throw your arrow But wait for the morrow, Poor blind mind narrow. | ||
20 Mar 2010 | ||
Judecata Si-atunci când o sa fiu mosneag, Uitat de vremi si ani sirag, Când o sa vreau sa trec al vietii prag, La Tine gândul mi-l închin cu drag. Zadarnicie o sa vad în tot ce-am realizat, De dragoste nu am avut sau am uitat Sa fac cu d | ||
09 Apr 2010 | ||
They say: You can buy anything on this earth, Not nobles, it`s from birth. This means the simple, proper style, The elegant way to show your denial. They say: High class, great ethics are valued, Best principles, good moral don`t delude. At the ol | ||
20 Ian 2010 | ||
A aparut cartea "Alike and Asparagus" de Florentina Laic, la Editura Author House, pe care o puteti achizitiona de pe site-ul www.authorhouse.com. | ||
20 Dec 2009 | ||
Nimic Nimic n-a mai ramas din dragostea ce-a fost. Ca doi straini, de viata obositi si fara rost, Cu goliciunea ne-acoperim inima moarta, Singuratate-n doi, taceri, o trista soarta. Nimic n-a mai ramas din timpul petrecut în doi, Vad tot în cal | ||
