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Best Poems Written by Florentina Laic

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Judgement

Judgment

When I shall be the old man here,
Forgot by time, uncountable by year,
When I shall wish to pass the living brink,
At You I shall devote my thought and think.

Uselessness I`ll see in all that I achieve,
If I do not have love or can`t forgive
To do with love all that you have so ruled,
Unknown or known as suffering endured.   

Washed I should not be from any of my sins,
If I did never forget or never forgive since
The hour of balance is inclined toward my trap, 
And hardly passes us one thought or any other step.

And if I did not help that stranger foreign man,
A good word for the pain of that wretch sideman,  
If I have never known to help my friend or mat, 
In vain I shall be sorry, cry shouting or fill pat.  

Or maybe all these I have done presuming, 
But without love, alien and with so confiding,
Than I am just a sonorous forefinger copper,
An ugly earth body without climbing upper.

But even so, there is existing one more chance,
The wisdom in the last hour of one slippery Trans,
     To give me power to see what does He want,
As life to give me; not to take and be redundant.  

But sorrows, which born from facts and sin,
As are recognized, even now could be foreseen
That Judge with love in everything he does,
Inquires all and, with affection… forgives us.

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White Dress

Poor girl

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.

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Nobles and Soul

Nobles and soul

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 old edge moral and gentle living,
At the early stages kindness respecting.

We say:
The people are equal from birth,
Nobody can take it from the entire earth.

If you are a deprived, poor and simple creature,
It doesn`t mean that you can`t have the same future.

We say:
Whatever edge we have, the same grave and mud,
The same happiness and pain we have around.

The same place, by all the people can hardly be achieved
In haven, the underprivileged ones are better received.


As soul, good words and facts are the only substances,
God, his love and our faith represent our confidences.
But a noble soul… anyone could have and share with us,
As main character`s feature is love and it will never pass.

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As a Lamb

As a lamb going for rather cutting, 
She was dragging him with a chain, 
Bitter than a gall and deeply suffering, 
His soul was lying in a groove pain. 

He - being patient in silence and deeply sad, 
She - with a yoke, comprising his empty soul, 
He – accusing the pain in his body and head, 

She – discovering that for him it was only a role. 

But he didn` t want, his prejudice could not agree 
To see the failure of his house as a loneliness` tree 
And he couldn`t become again that young man free, 
Though, with money, he couldn`t buy his soul serenity, 
The dreams and the life from his heart eternity, 

And… he couldn`t save… his freedom dignity. 

As a lamb going for rather cutting than living, 
He - day by day was feeling as a loneliness` being, 
But his partner was not observing his heart empting, 
Being blinded by possessions, fortune achieving, 
And, selfish, with obstinacy, his life was dragging, 

And finally…. he couldn`t live anymore without dreaming. 

As some lambs going for only cutting, 
So many ephemera couples live together, 
A painful life and their feelings` fighting, 
Though fate didn`t ask to be as one for ever. 

But they have money, fortune and power – increasingly, 
Lies, compromises, pains and sorrows - eternally.

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Love Me, My Lord

Love me, my Lord


Love me, my Lord,
As I am a naughty girl,
Forgive my black pearl.

Understand, my Lord,
A dark sinner was my heart,
Forgive its black part.

Forget all, my Lord,
All I have done for years,
There are not enough tears.

Don`t let me, my Lord,
In the shadow of death half
Through blackness behalf,
I know I didn`t beg enough.

I know, my Lord,
I can`t pay all my debts,
Through all my regrets,
My forefathers upsets,
There are not forgets.

Forgive me, my Lord,
As now I pay and pray
For a bright new day,
Help me without delay,
Please, God, don`t let me away,
Give me from your wisdom light way.

Because I know, my Lord,
Your infinite gentleness,
In spite of our blindness,
Your unconditional kindness,
Opposite our conditional primness,
Our ungrateful abjectness
In front of everlasting lovingness.

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Needing You

I need your hand 
To support my way, 
Your sein to embrace 
My breast every day. 

The arome of your body 
To refresh the smell of mine, 
Your breath and mouth 
To get cooler my shine. 

I need your smile, 
To be near me every time, 
Your eyes and their heat 
To get lost in mine and slime, 
Their look and their love 
To mirror in mine, against time. 

I have always needed you, 
In my harsh, heavy way, 
To defy all is black and to view 
All my blackness and stay. 

From ash to raise me - become new, 
I really, really need you.

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House of Spiders

House of spiders

My empty house, my soul is full of spiders,
No way to go for covering my empty day,
No will to overfill the ash of my reminders,
To see the thread of grass or bright my stay,
Come here my hope, don`t let my soul away!!!

Don`t punish me for my mistake and for my sin,
I am a suffering daughter in her blindly body`s falling,
Reveal me your will, as I know my God could clean
My mud and wounds for come to life after collapsing,
Only by Your help and love, My Lord, I`m over passing!!!

As now I`m the chaff, don`t throw me in that fire burning,
I`ll try to change myself and understand your warning,
And my last breath for your wisdom advice is praying.
However, disappointed and comfortless, my days I`m counting,
Light and peace, Your ever love - are all that I`m wanting.

What to do, my God, for You to give alms to my heart?
As a helpless, I pray for my salvation and soul`s good part,
To straighten my steps and fight against bad devil art.
As I am in a dusty room within an old inn`s malicious chart,
Wipe up my tears, Lord! I`m overwhelmed by my hungry heart.

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Wind In the Glass

Wind in the glass

Wind in the glass,
Emotions repressed,
Cage in the grass
Released heart depressed.

Tree in the wind,
Free with his feelings,
No more wants to hind,
Master of his dealings.


Words flowing free,
Discharged hidden says,
Sun in the marquee
Freedom of its rays.

Light in his face,
Kindness in his deeds.
For the human race,
Heart and soul needs,
Open freedom seeds.