Long My wandering soul Poems

My boots, still burdened with the dust of Carpathian trails,
Silently slip over the gleaming tiles of an urban temple,
Where hipsters sip artisanal nectar on lazy Tuesday afternoons,
Under the impassive gaze of a Bucharest wrapped in...

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In a realm of nebulous thoughts,
I often chase clouds with my eyes,
while they hurry along,
catching sunbeams sweet as honey in their gentle grasp;
they drape the sky like a divine story,
somber hues intertwining with sunny lace...

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Maybe among so many barricades that protect my heart,
I was born to be read once and then locked away for eternity.
To be just a fleeting glance, a passing shadow, never the one that turns heads.
To...

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In the jungle of steel and shattered dreams, weathered by the city's restless din,
Are we men or merely bearers of burdens, carrying her heavy bags,
Paying the bill, opening the doors that separate us from the...

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Under the endless mantle of infinity, where ancient times hide their secrets,
History is a nightmare shrouded in veils of dark mystery,
A tapestry of shadows and lights, a labyrinth of untold destinies,
In which my wandering soul...

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The faded afterglow of a life passing through mid-age is also wrapped with an expected pattern of probable uncertainties. The moments that can ignite true spark, are not numerous, neither are those absent. The known...

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An After Another

Of a misguided soul in a misguided time
Misfortune is to arise, simply and only simply
Yet, I’m in doubt whether learnt have I to entwine
To resolve any misguidance as willingly as surely

Each passing day,...

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Memories on Branches

There is a time that I recall
a memory I hold so dear
a place to keep my wandering soul
to find a God or use my mind
and search for peace outside the void
I found a...

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You can take my house

you can take my truck

you can take my money

I don't give a f***

but you can't take 

what you can't break

you can't touch my heart

or the memories, anniversaries,

birthdays, holidays, or talks in...

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Where do you go when you need support and the one who has always supported you isn’t there? 
Who is left to help? 
Who do I turn to in my time of need?
How do I...

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--Who Has no Tomb to Rest His Soul--

After the long, long wandering in the wasteland,
sometimes by the sea where the roaring wind surges 
the waters, or times in the highland where the dews chill the...

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A wandering soul lost in her own fantasies
Not interested in cruel world of enmity
In search of her own sunshine
Against the unfair realities...

Neither afraid nor pressurised
Belongs to a unique women's tribe
An example of living on her...

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On a sliver of light, a pure dream settles, like a veil of whispers floating through time,
Leaving behind a tender shiver in the heart of the evening, when silences bow in prayer.
Hope is reborn from...

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The Wandering of a Dead Man
I move slowly, like a lost soul, a walking dead,
My vision, foreign, no longer belongs to me,
It is merely that of a human animal, an unwitting heir
Of Greek culture, Roman...

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There is a voice within me, one that whispers doubt and shouts despair in the silence of the night.
It tells me that no matter how hard I try, I will never reach the goals that...

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Oh mournful winter day
Tears wash our skin away
Darkness brings light underneath
Rain washes smiles off the grief
Clouds of sorrow, a looking glass
Awakening shadows of the past
Oh heavy eyes, how you see
Touching the deepest part of me
The...

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The unbeatable feeling of solitude to a wandering mind
The silence that feeds motivation
The peace that comes from that five minutes in which thoughts are left to evolve to ideas
Those few unbeatable meetings in which the...

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In the realm of life, where shadows dance,
There exists a force, a divine expanse,
A beacon of light, through darkest night,
A flame that flickers, ever burning bright.

Faith, the compass of the wandering soul,
Guiding our steps towards...

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For all that perished in the fire of your love,
I now offer you everything, the past, the present, my whole life.
I still hope, one day, to see you return,
For I have kept those years, ready...

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Weary and lonesome
I wandered around to search for my Lord.
I was, however, unable to find the Lord
neither amongst mannequins in the busiest pedestrian traffic,
nor the amidst of majestic cathedral surrounded by the windows 
with sacred...

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Not every step is an adventure, sometimes you crawl and drag yourself through the forest like a wounded wolf,
With a heart shattered by choices and the silent pain of starless nights,
Not every word you speak...

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self-indulgent blues...


my voice is hoarse
from the silence of my relentless screams

my very self rots
in the darkened cave of my misplaced dreams

all of everything that once kept the knotted peace
is now tattered and in pieces

twisting in...

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Not to touch the earth, not to see the sun, thoughts coiling like serpents,
I'm engulfed by the desire to run, to run, to run to nowhere,
I race through forests of shadows, where trees whisper forgotten...

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one said that some cross the river paying the fare to Charon
the blunt old bearded ferryman, while others cross the waters 
with no money but the faith alone

it’s so simple and easy to step on...

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Written: October 23, 2023
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In an expanse full of vibrant marvels, I roam.
A restless poet soul, aiming for...

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