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Ana-Maria Bituna Poem
Each voice, every night
I never dream escaping away.
Tonight, he opened under rain, love.
Our voice - eternal gift -
Over Earth sleeps on needles again...
No darkness.
I could answer nothing true.
Learning one very exiguous year,
Other usual afternoon, nowhere...
You may obey reasons
Every time healing another negritude...
Imagine death over me,
Your love, our endless life...
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Ana-Maria Bituna Poem
From on top of a sharp hill
My feet have molded the dirt,
oh I am wandering still
How long does it take to fall again?
it's too late this time, I'm afraid,
The ship's already gone,
The fire from the engine is led,
The words for them never can be said,
Taunting images of the new that passed
are provoking these incredible feelings
to emerge and leave me speechless,
completely baffled.
Now I am outside of the blue Terra,
Moving with great speed but to no aim,
The ship has reached the belt
the asteroids are plenty, enough to alarm me,
So I kept silent, one more minute,
Now I exit the danger and face the miracle,
My heart is filled with confusion,
too many planets, to many choices,
But I know now, It took me just a second
to understand, to grasp the space,
and now I have the answer,
To Mars shall I go, if There I can fall again.
3/Feb/2014
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Ana-Maria Bituna Poem
Evening starts with crystal shadows of engrossed love,
Vanished on the second street I feel no touch,
Everything that surrounds me is going there above,
Ready to display all the splendid air as such,
Yet I do not know what lies there in the sky.
Traveling farther into this vivid epic dream
I feel my arm is magnetized by his embrace.
Miracle I still exist, I am there, I do not scream.
Easily I fall into this eternal space.
“I will always fall in love with you on and on.”
Lonely I am no more, since I had found my one true star.
One that shines over billion galaxies with pure light,
One that is always besides me and leaves me with no scar,
Knows me and protects me like he is my strong knight.
“And we will be forever together
Time is just for the two of us.”
Yet I do not know his name but I love him more
Over the mountains, over the black-blue see,
Underneath the earth, right into the core!
My conquistador you have conquered me all,
You and your soul ready to devour my entire tree.
Gorgeous is this consequence of my choosing
Rather inspirational than a matter of loosing,
Enjoying mystical minutes with my one true half
You are the one who always makes me laugh.
Stones and iron can’t erase this eternal feeling
Thrusting them on us won’t change a single thing,
Once the door has opened everything is healing
None can stop this craving thought of spring.
Entire life will start on Earth one more time.
“I will always fall in love with you again and again.”
“And we will be forever happy
Misery will never come to us.
Constantly I want from you just peaceful music
One that comes from the bottom of your heart,
Million kisses received made me ecstatic, so realistic,
People will say that what we have is so fantastic,
Love, happiness eternal gift that lies upon our inside
Emerges to other space unseen somewhere dark,
Time shall be forever on our trusty side,
Everything will be tremendously good if we are together.
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Almost had me lost in the dream of life,
Once more I was frost in the doubtful glove,
Forgotten in the center of the oldest strife,
“So what is the use of falling in love?”
“There is no reason there is no logic to feelings",
When you’re unprepared for cosmic illusion,
My soul’s floors had exchanged to Earth’s ceilings,
So I fell into the trap of people’s delusion.
Now I fear I had found a star so bright tonight
I cry tears of happiness and there are not for me,
There are for my stranger that came into my sight,
“You’re a little bit more than I thought you’d be.”
“The light that flows inside of you burns inside of me.”
Hear my voice and I will say nothing but a kiss,
And with a whisper I will seal our love in bliss,
We are the truth that everyone is trying to be.
~Bjork,
~Anouk,
~The Cardigans,
~Evanescence.
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Ana-Maria Bituna Poem
Mystify my chronicle in your cloud of passion
Intertwine our humble universe in one ration
Slowly pass the time to make the ascension
Thus our love is the greatest invention.
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What's love if not a thunder which burns you to the ground,
a roar of bear nowhere,
a taxi to the underground,
to the underworld,
a senseless sound which binds you,
binds you to trust the other one.
It is like a million rounds of bullets going through your chest
or like a feather falling from a cliff.
Oh, love - untrusted thing,
show me the smile to make you mine.
Ring the bell for my heart just now
and the sound shall live forever.
Speak to me of trees and bees
speak to me of strength and choice.
guide me on the way to Paradise,
place me in your garden of certainty,
and teach me how to arise,
take me to serenity...
Show me the smile to make you mine.
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Ana-Maria Bituna Poem
Singing for the river is a bless.
The love theme’s incarnated in a dress,
There are more than words that I should guess,
And I won’t expect from you anything less,
Just start the peace and end this mess,
So I won’t make my heart to press,
To commit such error to forget the stress,
Oh your lips are touched by my soft tress,
And I don’t know your love how to access,
And neither how I should confess,
If only I knew your Universe’s address…
Oh I am such a damsel in distress,
And all I do is to abuse in excess,
And all I do is to abuse in excess,
Oh I am such a damsel in distress,
If only I knew your Universe’s address…
And neither how I should confess,
And I don’t know your love how to access,
Oh your lips are touched by my soft tress,
To commit such error to forget the stress,
So I won’t make my heart to press,
Just start the peace and end this mess,
And I won’t expect from you anything less,
There are more than words that I should guess,
The love theme’s incarnated in a dress,
Singing for the river is a bless.
By Ana Bituna for the contest " Write A Backwards Poem".
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Like the mad ones
Intuition is my aim.
It’s just another game;
There are questions, tones,
Of dragons and blue flames
Posed in the same air,
Hidden in the black lair…
And over my head it rains
With kisses and green lines,
It hit me like a field of mines,
It has waken my true sight,
I’m glad that kiss you I might
And over and over again,
It seems always the first,
And again I calm my thirst,
With another embraced look.
Now you know how Heaven feels like
Now I know that I should do you right,
Like I said once in my dream,
We should be together as a team,
Friends and lovers,
Souls of fighters,
Love is all that we shall have,
So I trust you, take me there,
Show me your hidden path,
We shall walk forever in a square,
But can I still be full of wrath?
Can you save me from the dark?
You said: Kiss me and follow the mark!
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In the first day I have found the light,
I was so blind for it was that bright.
I never knew why.
In the second day I saw the constellations,
I was counting endlessly, but I missed some sections.
I never knew why.
In the third day I landed on Venus, the planet,
It was a strange feeling pulling me like a magnet.
I never knew why.
In the fourth day I engaged Mercury in existence,
My face was filled with drops of rain, I felt so tense.
I never knew why.
In the fifth day I was trapped into a black pitch,
Some lighten insects, me, the way they were trying to teach.
I never knew why.
In the sixth day I woke up in a bed, covered by a blanket,
I was dressed with a white shirt, and then him I met.
I never knew why.
In the seventh day I went to the seventh cell,
I was horrified and my heart was pounding as in Hell.
I never knew why.
In the eighth day I closed my eyes and I was dreaming,
I saw the Earth belonger and we were kissing.
I never knew why.
In the ninth day I clapped my hands and I yelled,
I had a smile upon my face and joy I gained.
I never knew why.
In the tenth day I was surprised by the nature-green,
Flowers smelling and my eye caught all I’ve seen.
I never knew why.
In the eleventh day I took a motorcycle,
I went with speed on the road but in circle.
I never knew why.
A dozen days had passed and I felt so lonely,
And he came at me and he embraced me, so lovely.
I never knew why.
In the thirteenth day a witch had cursed me,
I wanted again the rain and thunders to see.
I never knew why.
In the fourteenth day I craved more and more for blue,
I opened my eyes and close by me I found you.
I never knew why.
In the last day of my existence I thought:
Am I the only one which is here brought? ...
I never knew why…
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If I were an animal, I would be a swallow,
To swallow the wind everyday as I may
In the sunny day of eight.
I would be the single bird that comes
One with the season of green leaves
I would bathed in pure light of May
And drink the only water from the eaves,
And watch the clouds of color gray.
If I were a swallow I wouldn’t stop,
I would just step forward in time,
And figure out what’s mine,
What’s round and sounds like a rhyme.
If I were this bird, all the bad would end
And I would never have to pretend,
That I do not recognize the bliss.
If I were an animal, I would still be a swallow,
To swallow all night long the cold,
And to dream soundness as the grass.
Copyright © Ana-Maria Bituna | Year Posted 2011
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