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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogfest.net/vrei-sa-te-angajezi-acum-este-momentul/"&gt;test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-6927838674372251662?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6927838674372251662/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2011/09/test.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/6927838674372251662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/6927838674372251662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2011/09/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-361909297168609821</id><published>2011-03-18T12:21:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T12:56:17.359+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>The game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvVgKj74AAE/TYM6GSpqe0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/cnEpS_rHEeo/s1600/the%2Bgame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvVgKj74AAE/TYM6GSpqe0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/cnEpS_rHEeo/s400/the%2Bgame.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585371842629761858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now listen how I play with words&lt;br /&gt;And pay attention to the swords&lt;br /&gt;That cut trough termination lists&lt;br /&gt;Those things you always call a mist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a game you always love&lt;br /&gt;When always thinking high above&lt;br /&gt;I call it art, you call it war&lt;br /&gt;You name it poetry, I more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never vouched for clowns on shore&lt;br /&gt;Which say it`s that or should be more&lt;br /&gt;They aren`t judges, yet we know&lt;br /&gt;They learned alot - but made them low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they wake up, just let me know&lt;br /&gt;And maybe then you`ll have a chance&lt;br /&gt;The world will see you as their God&lt;br /&gt;And no longer as an odd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-361909297168609821?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/361909297168609821/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2011/03/game.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/361909297168609821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offer'/><title type='text'>Back to roots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mGh0nOQe2JI/TYMu1aMExZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MHRDxF5JY68/s1600/worriednoodles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mGh0nOQe2JI/TYMu1aMExZI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MHRDxF5JY68/s400/worriednoodles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585359457967457682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you dream when it`s no need&lt;br /&gt;And always cry when you are weak&lt;br /&gt;Tho I admire one`s belief&lt;br /&gt;I rarely say when I mislead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find lies human everyday&lt;br /&gt;Believing things that say or may&lt;br /&gt;Make something which doesn`t exist&lt;br /&gt;And transform it in a list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not deny you run it daily&lt;br /&gt;As that would be your only purpose&lt;br /&gt;How many things you still must add?&lt;br /&gt;To buy a house, a car for Hailey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND STOP -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now imagine you need nothing&lt;br /&gt;On what this world has got to offer&lt;br /&gt;Get yourself lost for a bit&lt;br /&gt;You have no wife and need no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditate on one`s belonging,&lt;br /&gt;As you have nothing anymore&lt;br /&gt;Tho you want home , you feel secure&lt;br /&gt;And wonder how you can endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cruelty of all this world&lt;br /&gt;That loves to look so much mature&lt;br /&gt;What do they know they are not real&lt;br /&gt;Neither the world...that you still FEAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-1516403025749475096?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1516403025749475096/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-roots.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/1516403025749475096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/1516403025749475096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-roots.html' title='Back to 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585356235679770242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangled by the pain of heart&lt;br /&gt;And thoughts that run around with fear&lt;br /&gt;Feeling every shaded dart&lt;br /&gt;Imagining it`s always near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hunt forwhich I feed" -Said she&lt;br /&gt;Scratching in my soul emotion&lt;br /&gt;But not a minute did I worry&lt;br /&gt;Got trusted in a bird`s devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I glimpsed a second and got worried&lt;br /&gt;While my humanity just vanished&lt;br /&gt;And killed it with a word or two&lt;br /&gt;Later thanked God, it didn`t perish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messieur ,madame - my dart has failed&lt;br /&gt;And out of nowhere ,silly thing, &lt;br /&gt;Deep feelings in my soul unvailed&lt;br /&gt;No longer feeling like a king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m sorry Joan, I couldn`t do it,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn`t kill my heart again!&lt;br /&gt;I rushed in tears in front of soft-skin&lt;br /&gt;While evil in Medieval nested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost all the best I ever gained&lt;br /&gt;"Husband without manhood", named,&lt;br /&gt;And on my grave forever rested&lt;br /&gt; The tears of future never quested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-3559478270894859490?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3559478270894859490/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2011/03/sometimes-even-birds-cant-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/3559478270894859490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realizare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inconstienta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tristete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dezamagire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tinerete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>"A fi"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TUmPMzQvbTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pRXeZYck2hI/s1600/pic2to.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TUmPMzQvbTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pRXeZYck2hI/s400/pic2to.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569139864301956402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;   S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a iubi, si nu a spune&lt;br /&gt;A simti - Pe cine, unde?&lt;br /&gt;E a vedea, si nu visa&lt;br /&gt;Caci viata este realitate, si nu e doar parerea mea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E doar un verb - in fata ta,&lt;br /&gt;Rupt de-o realitate cruda;&lt;br /&gt;Ce multi nu reusesc in veci,&lt;br /&gt;Desi au pus prea multa truda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tinzi, sa crezi,&lt;br /&gt;Sa-i cauti sensul - pierzandu-l in acelasi timp;&lt;br /&gt;Jucandu-te cu soarta mortii&lt;br /&gt;Pe care-o vezi..la Anotimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crezandu-ti zilele senile,&lt;br /&gt;Incepi sa nu mai recunosti,&lt;br /&gt;SI sufletu-ti transforma-n ghiata -&lt;br /&gt;Chiar si vechile povesti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce TU, nu recunosti?&lt;br /&gt;Si, te orbesti cu ne-nsemnate?&lt;br /&gt;Tu care inca-ti duci povara,&lt;br /&gt;Si tot mai crezi ca ai dreptate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu..ce nu te obosesti,&lt;br /&gt;O carte ca sa mai citesti;&lt;br /&gt;Tu..ce mie mi-ai ramas,&lt;br /&gt;Ultimul acord mai fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce dainuie si-acum in gand - oglinda strasnicului chin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-1732269450722604027?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1732269450722604027/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2011/02/fi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-6823826313566896267</id><published>2011-02-01T14:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:33:33.866+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragoste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='povestit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasiune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sfinx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iarna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pustiu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>La drum de seara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TUhgAZgKV9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/DK5jh6nolfs/s1600/woman-writing-a-book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TUhgAZgKV9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/DK5jh6nolfs/s400/woman-writing-a-book.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568806499205666770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lunga iarna din pustiu&lt;br /&gt;Intotdeauna mi-am dorit,&lt;br /&gt;Si-am dezvoltat o pasiune&lt;br /&gt;La tot ce tu ai povestit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O viata nu este doar miere,&lt;br /&gt;Nu e doar soare si putere&lt;br /&gt;Si tanara printesa cere &lt;br /&gt;`ntotdeauna o avere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un lucru pleaca de la altul&lt;br /&gt;Iar altul vine din inaltul...&lt;br /&gt;Pom ce il iubesti atat&lt;br /&gt;Ce ti-a mai scris un vers pe foaie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..La un apus ce-l insotea..o durere mai greoaie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esti goala, vezi tu lumea asta?&lt;br /&gt;Ea e mai goala decat tine;&lt;br /&gt;Atata Rau schimbat in Bine..&lt;br /&gt;N-o sa te cumpere, stii bine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De nu-i speranta, crezi in Mine,&lt;br /&gt;Caci tu te pierzi usor in zare;&lt;br /&gt;In intunericul profund,&lt;br /&gt;De care toata lumea parte are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar de vei spune asta e,&lt;br /&gt;Incearca tu sa uiti apusul;&lt;br /&gt;Si sa rasari in dimineti,&lt;br /&gt;Caci esti legenda draga mea,&lt;br /&gt;Si fiecare cuvintel&lt;br /&gt;Este o arta pentru lume&lt;br /&gt;Ce inca dainuie pe veci&lt;br /&gt;La fel ca Sfinxul din Bucegi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..un lucru ce nu poti sa negi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-6823826313566896267?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TUhgAZgKV9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/DK5jh6nolfs/s72-c/woman-writing-a-book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-814533468050796563</id><published>2010-11-21T19:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T20:15:55.799+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forsaken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Epistle II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TOleEsWEnEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Eev5uhs8tCw/s1600/sibiu-church2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TOleEsWEnEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Eev5uhs8tCw/s400/sibiu-church2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542064251172330562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forsaken have I been Fernandez, until a year ago&lt;br /&gt;And tried to realise, why do they pray to God.&lt;br /&gt;I studied my religion , to which many never knee&lt;br /&gt;I never would have figured out without another`s need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color of the winter leafs always mirror one`s belief&lt;br /&gt;The trees that always talk and see, for infants is reality.&lt;br /&gt;But for the wrinkled, green is life calling it humanity.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much do they 'got' , it doesn`t murder vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes them feel safer when in need, makes me feel sadden when I see.&lt;br /&gt;I bow to women nowadays , that go to church to change my ways&lt;br /&gt;To pray, to ask to offer faith - to keep me and the others safe.&lt;br /&gt;I never worshiped such a manner, but now I find it sweet and tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so young, at last, i`m fourty &lt;br /&gt;They never thought i would be worthy&lt;br /&gt;And no - they didn`t have a color,&lt;br /&gt;They weren`t there while i got stronger&lt;br /&gt;              ....neither my daughter, for I love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-814533468050796563?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TOleEsWEnEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Eev5uhs8tCw/s72-c/sibiu-church2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-5730721680661375034</id><published>2010-11-10T23:54:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:09:22.321+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words death poetry poems young old dead perish dawn'/><title type='text'>Words to death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TNsYDZZdwiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/M-qK7pU3BOI/s1600/god2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TNsYDZZdwiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/M-qK7pU3BOI/s400/god2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538046613418525218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write my poems in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;With only your image that keeps,&lt;br /&gt;My nights in happiness and breeze &lt;br /&gt;Adding to my life the means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world has never been a story,&lt;br /&gt;But then, we shouldn`t write at all;&lt;br /&gt;The poets, poems in our glory,&lt;br /&gt;Still find the meaning of a dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we mirror our own life,&lt;br /&gt;In silent words that still make noise,&lt;br /&gt;Among the youngsters still at school,&lt;br /&gt;And all of them that have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the greater poets said,&lt;br /&gt;When I will perish - "He`ll be dead",&lt;br /&gt;"His poems are still graved in white",&lt;br /&gt;And I replied to such a story - &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;              ....that I still am, and yes I might.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-5730721680661375034?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5730721680661375034/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2010/11/words-to-death.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/5730721680661375034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/5730721680661375034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2010/11/words-to-death.html' title='Words to death'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TNsYDZZdwiI/AAAAAAAAAFg/M-qK7pU3BOI/s72-c/god2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-2299397744272167880</id><published>2010-11-08T23:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:07:08.700+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebirth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epistle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fingertips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Epistle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TNsXiPIvWKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/1r4i5CvBg9I/s1600/PH2009062601842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TNsXiPIvWKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/1r4i5CvBg9I/s400/PH2009062601842.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538046043728337058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in sorrow nights alone&lt;br /&gt;I never thought this could be home&lt;br /&gt;And i`m still waiting for your love&lt;br /&gt;At the whisper of a dove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really think I could rebirth,&lt;br /&gt;And tell you what my life is worth&lt;br /&gt;Though I`m still waiting for your lips&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling on my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence quickly takes me in&lt;br /&gt;The warmth that really comes within&lt;br /&gt;It was a dream that i`m still in&lt;br /&gt;The memories that have me floatin`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hopes that you still touch alone&lt;br /&gt;Affection given while I moan&lt;br /&gt;I feel you, still, you`re far away.&lt;br /&gt;Our time together , doesn`t stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It runs and hides trough clouds and seas&lt;br /&gt;It gives me air, and by all means&lt;br /&gt;I was still waiting on your porch&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago filled up with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end my lyrics once a day&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I often really pray&lt;br /&gt;For God to keep me strong and sane&lt;br /&gt;So I can share my thoughts in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        ...I never thought I could restrain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-2299397744272167880?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2299397744272167880/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2010/11/epistle.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/2299397744272167880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/2299397744272167880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2010/11/epistle.html' title='Epistle'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TNsXiPIvWKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/1r4i5CvBg9I/s72-c/PH2009062601842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-6637212037679620860</id><published>2010-08-08T19:38:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T00:05:37.160+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisicutsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soarta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gresala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adeseori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juraminte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speranta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Gresala Ta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TNsXK-MXuPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2fltLXc_nx8/s1600/sad-man2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TNsXK-MXuPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2fltLXc_nx8/s400/sad-man2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538045644043172082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand s-a ofilit padurea&lt;br /&gt;Eu am oftat si-am plans..&lt;br /&gt;- Sa stii..&lt;br /&gt;Apoi mi-ai spus ca ma iubesti&lt;br /&gt;Si n-a mai fost vreun loc de lacrimi&lt;br /&gt;Atat de draga inca-mi esti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si-n fiecare zi si noapte&lt;br /&gt;Cate spuse printre soapte..&lt;br /&gt;- Sa stii..&lt;br /&gt;Avale-am mers adeseori spunandu-ti juraminte&lt;br /&gt;Si pierzandu-ma-n cuvinte murmuram..&lt;br /&gt;In timp ce luam aminte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu mi-am iertat gresala-n veci&lt;br /&gt;Si nici n-am sa mi-o iert..&lt;br /&gt;- Sa stii..&lt;br /&gt;M-am cutremurat plangand&lt;br /&gt;Inca ma vad iar suspinand..&lt;br /&gt;Oare eram niste copii?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un vers inseamna un moment&lt;br /&gt;Inca mi-l furi, nu este drept&lt;br /&gt;- Sa stii..&lt;br /&gt;Am fost acolo si-am vazut&lt;br /&gt;Si ce-am vazut am si crezut..&lt;br /&gt;Oare mai vad primul sarut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reface-ti viata iti spun toti&lt;br /&gt;Dar ei nu stiu cat e de greu..&lt;br /&gt;- Sa stii..&lt;br /&gt;Cand tu esti inca tot acolo..&lt;br /&gt;Lumina sufletului meu.&lt;br /&gt;Reface-ti viata daca poti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat de curand..sa mor si eu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-6637212037679620860?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6637212037679620860/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2010/08/gresala-ta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/6637212037679620860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/6637212037679620860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2010/08/gresala-ta.html' title='Gresala Ta'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TNsXK-MXuPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2fltLXc_nx8/s72-c/sad-man2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-8709132947323470358</id><published>2010-06-28T01:39:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:46:23.710+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beat'/><category 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487588548699940722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt my heart skipping a beat,&lt;br /&gt;It almost knocked me out my feet.&lt;br /&gt;Like when I met you years ago,&lt;br /&gt;You didn`t know my name at all,&lt;br /&gt;For you I was a simple ‘Joe’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it when you called me that,&lt;br /&gt;And I still do but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I`m tired living the same dream&lt;br /&gt;Not getting married till it ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Cause every time I have a nap&lt;br /&gt;It all reboots, and goes again.&lt;br /&gt;The same beat skips my life in sadden,&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing how it`s gonna end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream, my love – you know it now.&lt;br /&gt;Beginning, end – it stays the same&lt;br /&gt;I`ll change it – YES! – tomorrow night!&lt;br /&gt;If you don`t fade and moon is bright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ll do it maybe...if you might.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-8709132947323470358?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8709132947323470358/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/8709132947323470358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/8709132947323470358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream.html' title='The dream'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TCfUtebC53I/AAAAAAAAAE4/iob8SAY3FIk/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-202668098876281847</id><published>2010-06-27T23:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:45:12.288+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gracefully'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='almighty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Passing thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TCfUZ5G1J6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/lrGpF1fDkQw/s1600/thoughts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/TCfUZ5G1J6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/lrGpF1fDkQw/s320/thoughts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487588212265527202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing once, am I a writer?&lt;br /&gt;You might not think I am that brighter&lt;br /&gt;Neither does she, you wonder who?&lt;br /&gt;The girl that made my heart so blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumble every time I think,&lt;br /&gt;`bout her of course, you need no hint.&lt;br /&gt;I never wondered who she is,&lt;br /&gt;I barely got a first, last kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She broke my heart &lt;br /&gt;Gracefully though&lt;br /&gt;She`s still a friend of mine since then&lt;br /&gt;But never since I asked for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow up! You may repeat in vain&lt;br /&gt;Don`t worry, got the point – no need.&lt;br /&gt;When you`re not meant to be at all,&lt;br /&gt;You must forget you`re still a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember now, my dear one&lt;br /&gt;There could be two, they could be gone&lt;br /&gt;Could be just you, almighty dawn &lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say, but we are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you cry, my heart may hurt&lt;br /&gt;But if you smile, I`ll do too.&lt;br /&gt;Just to remember the old days,&lt;br /&gt;When I was madly-nlove with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-202668098876281847?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/202668098876281847/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-66254388172844218</id><published>2010-02-04T16:27:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:45:42.051+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zambet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='povesti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ingheata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speranta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>soarele..si eu</title><content type='html'>S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu zambet iarasi fugi de soare&lt;br /&gt;Iar soarele..fuge de tine&lt;br /&gt;De mai traiesti o amintire&lt;br /&gt;Sa regasesti totul in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu lacrima, de ce mai esti?&lt;br /&gt;Doar ai aflat, nu sunt povesti.&lt;br /&gt;Nici printi, nici cai sau unicorni&lt;br /&gt;Decat atunci cand stai sa mori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu tigara..ce mai arzi?&lt;br /&gt;Ca nu-ti mai ai sensul aici,&lt;br /&gt;Si uite in abis cum cazi&lt;br /&gt;Te prabusesti, traiesti, te stingi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luna, sensul ce-ti gasesti,&lt;br /&gt;Sa luminezi acum povesti&lt;br /&gt;Ce-au existat si nu mai sunt&lt;br /&gt;Pe-acest blestemat pamant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar tu..iubire, sfintenie imi esti,&lt;br /&gt;Aprinde-le pe toate iar&lt;br /&gt;Si da-le sens si rost in viata&lt;br /&gt;Tu regaseste-ti calea buna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...caci fara de a ta prezenta / acum si sufletul ingheata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-66254388172844218?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-2089708454543849042</id><published>2009-11-11T01:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T01:06:33.346+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisicutsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poezie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faithfully'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pazzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoke'/><title type='text'>There always is</title><content type='html'>A flick of the memory&lt;br /&gt;                    S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don`t know if you can see &lt;br /&gt;Nor you can feel my howly pain&lt;br /&gt;But just I know you do still breathe&lt;br /&gt;As I remember my old friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn`t see too much nor spoke&lt;br /&gt;But yes we faithfully did bound&lt;br /&gt;And now I miss you dear friend&lt;br /&gt;But you`re no longer on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat, remembered the old days&lt;br /&gt;The days we used to laugh and speak&lt;br /&gt;I still do want them to come back&lt;br /&gt;As about you now I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s just a faith we all can gather &lt;br /&gt;And in the end our destination&lt;br /&gt;There still will be the same with haven.&lt;br /&gt;We won`t forget, neither do you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..cause there we`ll meet, together too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain is just too strong for now&lt;br /&gt;As I am typing and re-thinking&lt;br /&gt;I still remember times we had&lt;br /&gt;When we were playing and just swipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the fun from irc ..now`s crippin`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hei enjoy the heaven now&lt;br /&gt;We`ll be together in one day&lt;br /&gt;Cause I do still believe in God&lt;br /&gt;Even if you`ve gone away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-2089708454543849042?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2089708454543849042/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/11/there-always-is.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/2089708454543849042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/2089708454543849042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/11/there-always-is.html' title='There always is'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-7292323142161164569</id><published>2009-10-27T18:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:58:50.459+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acelasi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amagire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spini'/><title type='text'>Un timp pierdut intr-o zi de vecie</title><content type='html'>Nu-i greu&lt;br /&gt;                 S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i greu sa te exprimi in versuri,&lt;br /&gt;Probabil asta stii deja.&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i greu nici sa mai spui ce simti&lt;br /&gt;Ca nu mai vezi iluzia;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ci-i greu ca sa iubesti, sa plangi&lt;br /&gt;Ii greu ca sa nu te mai frangi&lt;br /&gt;Ii greu ca sa-i arati iubire&lt;br /&gt;Cand plange iar totul in tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i greu nici ca sa mai vorbesti&lt;br /&gt;De vremurile din povesti&lt;br /&gt;Ca ele sunt doar o speranta&lt;br /&gt;Legat-acum de-un fir de ata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand plangi nu-ti este greu&lt;br /&gt;Sa faci ce am facut si eu;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mori, ca sa revii ca nou&lt;br /&gt;Ca-ntr-un sfarsit s-ajungi iar jos,&lt;br /&gt;Ca doar o data esti erou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te-ntrebi poate de ce traiesti,&lt;br /&gt;De ce continui sa iubesti;&lt;br /&gt;De ce inca te amagesti,&lt;br /&gt;Cand simti c-acelasi nu mai esti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i greu, ti-as spune iarasi tie,&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa iti rupi inima-n tine;&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu uita, invatacel&lt;br /&gt;Ca inima nu-ti e hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu-ti e nici casa si nici masa&lt;br /&gt;Nu-ti e nici un motoc de spini,&lt;br /&gt;Ci este o viata de om,&lt;br /&gt;Prin care tu zilnic respiri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-7292323142161164569?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7292323142161164569/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-4868153637437527109</id><published>2009-10-27T18:25:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:44:55.100+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='castel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revenirea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printesa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timpul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='povesti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renuntat'/><title type='text'>Picaturi de ploaie</title><content type='html'>Revenirea&lt;br /&gt;       S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am renuntat sa scriu povesti&lt;br /&gt;Si am dat timpul inainte&lt;br /&gt;Cu riscul ca tu nu mai esti&lt;br /&gt;In timp, eu am ramas fara cuvinte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am revenit insa acum,&lt;br /&gt;Caci versurile inca mai mi-s dragi,&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am amintit iarasi de tine,&lt;br /&gt;De cand eram iar copilasi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inca te-ncumeti sa-mi apari?&lt;br /&gt;Inca te-ncumeti sa vorbesti?&lt;br /&gt;Aiurea, pot sa spun acum&lt;br /&gt;Nu ai ales drumul cel bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inca mai stau si te privesc,&lt;br /&gt;Dar in zadar, inca suspin&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai aud un 'te iubesc'&lt;br /&gt;Ceea ce toti inca dorim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si stau, ma-ntreb eu uneori,&lt;br /&gt;Am auzit vreodata asta?&lt;br /&gt;Raspunsu-i "NU" adeseori,&lt;br /&gt;Inca ma bantuie napasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu sunt cel ce tu-i vorbesti,&lt;br /&gt;Cui ii soptesti o adiere;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nu sunt cel ce tu-l iubesti,&lt;br /&gt;Nu mai gasesc nici o placere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era un basm cu un castel,&lt;br /&gt;Si amandoi eram in el&lt;br /&gt;Era o viata pentru el,&lt;br /&gt;Si-acum nu are nici un tel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...caci tu nu te mai regasesti..&lt;br /&gt;Ca o printesa azi in el.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-4868153637437527109?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/4868153637437527109/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/10/picaturi-de-ploaie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/4868153637437527109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/4868153637437527109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/10/picaturi-de-ploaie.html' title='Picaturi de ploaie'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-8674980206315961804</id><published>2009-05-29T19:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:52:35.868+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revenire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oftat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laurette'/><title type='text'>yes i`m ...</title><content type='html'>Still around&lt;br /&gt;              S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce simti dar m-as gandi&lt;br /&gt;Ca dac-as sti as suferi&lt;br /&gt;Odata soarele-aparut&lt;br /&gt;Durerea nici c-a disparut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu-ti sunt eu sora, si nici frate&lt;br /&gt;Nici prieten, totusi, nu se cade&lt;br /&gt;Ti-am fost odat-alaturi stii?&lt;br /&gt;Stateam, vorbeam avem discutii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar am plecat, ca viata fuge&lt;br /&gt;Acum de ce sufletu-ti plange?&lt;br /&gt;N-as vrea sa ma implic prea mult&lt;br /&gt;Sa te ranesc eu n-as fi vrut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar dac-o frunza pica-n vant&lt;br /&gt;Tu prinde-o, bucura-te-n gand&lt;br /&gt;Ca ai salvat un suflet mare&lt;br /&gt;Si-ai toata lumea la picioare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am cam uitat sa mai compun&lt;br /&gt;Din cand in cand ma mai apuc&lt;br /&gt;Dar azi mi-am amintit de tine&lt;br /&gt;De vers, de cine esti..de mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma regasesc din cand in cand&lt;br /&gt;In amintirea de demult&lt;br /&gt;A vremuri ce-au ramas un gand&lt;br /&gt;Caci tot in suflet eu te port,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Regasindu-te oftand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Pentru o veche amica, laurette)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-8674980206315961804?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8674980206315961804/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-im.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/8674980206315961804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/8674980206315961804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-im.html' title='yes i`m ...'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-6231044935646273983</id><published>2009-02-22T14:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:32:23.346+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acelasi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amintiri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hartie'/><title type='text'>o poveste...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fara titlu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce tu tipi acum la mine&lt;br /&gt;Amintirile-mi revin in minte&lt;br /&gt;Si-n continuare acelasi dor il simt&lt;br /&gt;Si inca neincetat pe obraz&lt;br /&gt;Lacrimile se preling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iti pasa tie oare,&lt;br /&gt;De-o viata ce a devenit teroare?&lt;br /&gt;Chiar daca-ti pasa e totusi prea tarziu&lt;br /&gt;Acelasi eu nu pot sa fiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astern acelasi versuri pe hartie&lt;br /&gt;Si nu-nceteaza niciodata&lt;br /&gt;Aceasta stare ce-I mai mult moarta decat vie&lt;br /&gt;As vrea totusi sa-nceteze-odata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si-ai vrea sa-mi mai pese&lt;br /&gt;Si-ai vrea sa mai zambesc&lt;br /&gt;Ca totusi ceva sa mai iese&lt;br /&gt;Din ceea ce tu crezi ca eu inca mai iubesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacat as spune, nu mai sunt&lt;br /&gt;Eu am plecat de-acasa&lt;br /&gt;A mai ramas o umbra in acelasi loc grotesc&lt;br /&gt;Ce poate tu o mai numesti speranta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am pierdut din mine telul&lt;br /&gt;Pentru versuri fericite&lt;br /&gt;Prin locurile-n care noi mergeam&lt;br /&gt;In nopti in care eu plangeam&lt;br /&gt;Depanand o amintire, ganduri mari, impartasite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-6231044935646273983?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6231044935646273983/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-poveste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/6231044935646273983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/6231044935646273983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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term='aguilera'/><title type='text'>expressing feelings trough lirics again. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SY6N1W6h-3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/bw5LPLg_rF4/s1600-h/young+girl+dog+sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SY6N1W6h-3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/bw5LPLg_rF4/s320/young+girl+dog+sad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300329759285312370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina Aguilera - The voice within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don`t cry&lt;br /&gt;I`ll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;Young girl it`s alright&lt;br /&gt;Your tears will dry, you`ll soon be free to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you`re safe inside your room you tend to dream&lt;br /&gt;Of a place where nothing`s harder than it seems&lt;br /&gt;No one ever wants or bothers to explain&lt;br /&gt;Of the heartache life can bring and what it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When there`s no one else, look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you`ll find the strength that will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;You`ll learn to begin to trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl don`t hide&lt;br /&gt;You`ll never change if you just run away&lt;br /&gt;Young girl just hold tight&lt;br /&gt;Soon you`re gonna see your brighter day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed&lt;br /&gt;It`s so hard to stand your ground when you`re so afraid&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand for you to hold&lt;br /&gt;When you look outside look inside to your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey&lt;br /&gt;It can take you anywhere you choose to go&lt;br /&gt;As long as you`re learning&lt;br /&gt;You`ll find all you`ll ever need to know&lt;br /&gt;(be strong)&lt;br /&gt;You`ll break it&lt;br /&gt;(hold on)&lt;br /&gt;You`ll make it&lt;br /&gt;Just don`t forsake it because&lt;br /&gt;No one can tell you what you can`t do&lt;br /&gt;No one can stop you, you know that I`m talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young girl &lt;em&gt;don`t cry &lt;/em&gt;I`ll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I guess this is how I feel now so I tought you would like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - just realised this and would like to mention it : my previous poem was &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; refering to any names/persons that do exist in real life or any kind of situation that I have seen so please take it as it is and do not have such strange toughts as when I wrote the poem did not think on any specific person or anything that might lead to that. &lt;em&gt;Thank you &lt;/em&gt;for understanding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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.'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SY6N1W6h-3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/bw5LPLg_rF4/s72-c/young+girl+dog+sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-8465595362179978780</id><published>2009-02-06T03:04:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T03:36:51.873+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scoala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grivei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pisic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domnisoara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catel'/><title type='text'>Inocenta bizara...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYuUMOfK6fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7s4qyCVR4Mg/s1600-h/24dog_and_cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYuUMOfK6fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7s4qyCVR4Mg/s320/24dog_and_cat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299492324299696626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pisicei si catelusi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stai te uiti asa cum zburda,&lt;br /&gt;Mii de pisicei in jur;&lt;br /&gt;Cainii ii alearga-n ciuda &lt;br /&gt;Si tot nu le dau cusur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ii si roaga, ii si latra,&lt;br /&gt;Mai ii maraie o data;&lt;br /&gt;Ce sa faci cu bietii mati,&lt;br /&gt;Daca sunt rapizi si darzi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mnoh ca vine si Grivei&lt;br /&gt;Si se uita la Matei;&lt;br /&gt;-Hai Matei vrei sa te pap?&lt;br /&gt;Dar Matei se uita lung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nu Grivei ca sunt baiat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu-i mai buna o fetita,&lt;br /&gt;Sa o pupi tu pe gurita?&lt;br /&gt;Catelu`-n data se opreste,&lt;br /&gt;Si in jur el cum priveste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il insfaca pe Matei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ah, te-am prins acum pisic!&lt;br /&gt;Tu nu stiai ca sunt prea mic&lt;br /&gt;Sa ma pupe-o domnisoara&lt;br /&gt;Cand eu inca sunt la scoala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De l-a papat n-am sa va spun&lt;br /&gt;Dar pana si-acum se joaca&lt;br /&gt;Copilasii in ograda&lt;br /&gt;Latra, miauna si tipa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYuSVfbc9LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aQ70qFOAW8o/s1600-h/pups_in_a_barrell_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYuSVfbc9LI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aQ70qFOAW8o/s320/pups_in_a_barrell_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299490284443071666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au ce tare doare capul!&lt;br /&gt;Mai!! Opriti-va o clipa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-8465595362179978780?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8465595362179978780/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/inocenta-bizara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/8465595362179978780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/8465595362179978780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/inocenta-bizara.html' title='Inocenta bizara...'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYuUMOfK6fI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7s4qyCVR4Mg/s72-c/24dog_and_cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-5453196082955336968</id><published>2009-02-05T08:07:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:42:56.495+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asteptare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raspuns'/><title type='text'>In continua. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYqKbO3CA_I/AAAAAAAAADo/-msDYH7zGAM/s1600-h/kitten_sleeping_in_dogs_ear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYqKbO3CA_I/AAAAAAAAADo/-msDYH7zGAM/s320/kitten_sleeping_in_dogs_ear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299200112004826098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asteptare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te-ai intrebat vreodata cum&lt;br /&gt;Mai poti alege un alt drum?&lt;br /&gt;Eu da..am inceput sa-ntreb,&lt;br /&gt;In stanga, dreapta, jos – la cer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu-ti face griji, acum e bine;&lt;br /&gt;Inca nu vad al meu raspuns;&lt;br /&gt;Poate te-asteapta tot pe tine,&lt;br /&gt;Sa te opresti din al tau plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma-ntreb intr-una ce tot fac,&lt;br /&gt;Si stau, ma-mbrac, apoi dezbrac;&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu ce haina sa-mi aleg,&lt;br /&gt;Dar nici durerea sa mi-o dreg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar cred ca fac in continuare,&lt;br /&gt;Ce am stiut de prima data;&lt;br /&gt;La suflet sa-ti fiu alinare,&lt;br /&gt;E de ajuns o viata moarta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ma-ntreba ca sa-ti raspund,&lt;br /&gt;Deja am inceput sa plec;&lt;br /&gt;Din asa-zisul univers,&lt;br /&gt;Si-ncerc sa-mi dau singur un sens;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ceata ce coboara-n noapte,&lt;br /&gt;Nu-ti mai zaresc acum privirea;&lt;br /&gt;In sufletu-mi ce e pe moarte,&lt;br /&gt;Inca-ti mai vreau mult &lt;em&gt;fericirea&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probabil am ramas la fel,&lt;br /&gt;Doar &lt;em&gt;Dumnezeu&lt;/em&gt; ma mai cunoaste;&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate am acum alt tel,&lt;br /&gt;Poate mai mic, ce-acum se naste;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-as vrea sa-nchei asa usor,&lt;br /&gt;Deloc nu sunt un trecator;&lt;br /&gt;Dar nici n-as vrea sa-mi petrec viata,&lt;br /&gt;Gandindu-ma ca sunt un &lt;em&gt;gol&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-5453196082955336968?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5453196082955336968/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-continua.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/5453196082955336968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/5453196082955336968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-continua.html' title='In continua. . .'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYqKbO3CA_I/AAAAAAAAADo/-msDYH7zGAM/s72-c/kitten_sleeping_in_dogs_ear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-8086250801768180612</id><published>2009-02-05T01:24:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:01:44.921+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SIR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><title type='text'>Urari de bun venit domnisoarei 'amore'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYomsLLq6MI/AAAAAAAAADg/C07PUvD4nMg/s1600-h/man+and+woman+shaking+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYomsLLq6MI/AAAAAAAAADg/C07PUvD4nMg/s320/man+and+woman+shaking+hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299090451912648898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, cred ca a venit vremea sa descoperim cateva lucruri si sa atingem o mica proza.&lt;br /&gt;  Doamnelor, domnisoarelor, domnilor cu cea mai mare placere tin a v-o prezenta pe "&lt;strong&gt;amore&lt;/strong&gt;". Probabil nu multi dintre voi s-au uitat cine a postat penultimul text avand in vedere ca v-ati obsinuit ca eu sa fiu singurul care scrie ceva in acest mic coltisor, dar "&lt;em&gt;amore&lt;/em&gt;" este o &lt;em&gt;domnisoara&lt;/em&gt; deosebita, originara din Romania, momentan stabilita in Roma. Urati-i bun venit, o sa ne mai incante cu gandurile dumneaei si pe viitor. &lt;br /&gt;  Mare atentie va rog la cine posteaza unele topic`uri, nu as dori sa ne incurcam intre noi, in ganduri, sentimente sau chiar dorinte. Avand in vedere ca este pentru prima data si probabil pentru ultima cand indraznesc a posta proza, sper ca am reusit a fi clar in ce am dorit a spune. &lt;br /&gt;  Multumesc, multumim tuturor celor care stau alaturi de noi si daca nu incearca a ne sustine cu comentarii cel putin cu privirea care li se aduce in fiecare zi pe acest blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sanatate, fericire tuturor si de ce nu, iubire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Al dvs.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  SIR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-8086250801768180612?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/8086250801768180612/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-cred-ca-venit-vremea-sa-descoperim.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/8086250801768180612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/8086250801768180612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-cred-ca-venit-vremea-sa-descoperim.html' title='Urari de bun venit domnisoarei &apos;amore&apos;'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYomsLLq6MI/AAAAAAAAADg/C07PUvD4nMg/s72-c/man+and+woman+shaking+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-6979837512682045582</id><published>2009-02-04T20:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:19:16.521+02:00</updated><title type='text'>iubeste?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CX6_JzDoku0/SYnpWiUdc_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BQj07ccPXKs/s1600-h/bimba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299023009957114866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CX6_JzDoku0/SYnpWiUdc_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BQj07ccPXKs/s320/bimba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sa pierzi multe nopti sa te intrebi cum de el nu iti simte dorul, cum de nu simte impulsul sa te imbratiseze, cum inima inca ii ramane rece atunci cand ii soptesti un dulce "te iubesc"..Cum poate sa iti telefoneze si sa transforme totul in ceva special?Fluturasii care deja ii simti in stomac, gandul care zboara catre dorinta de a-l vedea si totusi e langa tine intotdeauna, dar mereu absent..Oare i-ai putea patrunde in inima? oare ai avea curajul sa vezi ce ascunde? sau poate doar ca ascunde, ceea ce tu nu vrei sa vezi...pentru ca sigur el iubeste..dar sigur nu esti tu cea pe care o iubeste..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-6979837512682045582?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/6979837512682045582/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/iubeste.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/6979837512682045582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/6979837512682045582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/iubeste.html' title='iubeste?'/><author><name>amore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13266376784178959976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CX6_JzDoku0/SYOBsZ2IQKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LmMMOfWor9k/S220/5aKn3m899240-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CX6_JzDoku0/SYnpWiUdc_I/AAAAAAAAABI/BQj07ccPXKs/s72-c/bimba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-132464679688048154</id><published>2009-02-04T00:13:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:38:55.524+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreptul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pamant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganduri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zabovit'/><title type='text'>1989...partea II ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYjHerjkF2I/AAAAAAAAADY/JVksV_q44CY/s1600-h/sad_puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYjHerjkF2I/AAAAAAAAADY/JVksV_q44CY/s320/sad_puppy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298704291503282018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Revolta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am zabovit destul sa-ncerc&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa repar, ca sa conving;&lt;br /&gt;Degeaba ma omor si-ncerc,&lt;br /&gt;Caci lucrurile nu se prind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand ai, nu realizezi&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand pierzi, te stingi, oftezi;&lt;br /&gt;Dar mnoh ca asta-i omenia,&lt;br /&gt;Abia acum incepi sa vezi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am incetat sa mai vorbesc &lt;br /&gt;De viata mea ce o urasc;&lt;br /&gt;Acum ma iau de viata ta,&lt;br /&gt;Caci tu inca nu realizezi&lt;br /&gt;De ce comori exista-n ea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..de ce asta nu poti sa vezi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continui totusi sa te-nneci&lt;br /&gt;Cu melodii si ganduri rec;i&lt;br /&gt;Da-ti seama, pentru Dumnezeu,&lt;br /&gt;Ca ai mai mult decat tu crezi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exista multi care profita,&lt;br /&gt;Exista multi care sa minta,&lt;br /&gt;Dar sunt si cei care-au pierdut&lt;br /&gt;Ce-n viata au avut mai scump;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei ce ar trebui sa simta?&lt;br /&gt;Crezi tu, continua sa se minta,&lt;br /&gt;Crezi ca mai au puterea-n minte&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa mai ceara fericirea sau macar un ceai fierbinte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei da, au dreptul sa se simta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa vreti mai mult&lt;br /&gt;Voi toti de pe acest Pamant,&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa n-am nimic,&lt;br /&gt;Sa uite toti ca eu exist .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….acum poate vei intelege.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-132464679688048154?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/132464679688048154/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/1989.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/132464679688048154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/132464679688048154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/1989.html' title='1989...partea II ?'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYjHerjkF2I/AAAAAAAAADY/JVksV_q44CY/s72-c/sad_puppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-5110065233189284410</id><published>2009-02-03T15:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:14:18.279+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre mine..</title><content type='html'>Sunt aici...Doar eu si gandurile mele...Poate si o speranta...Eu..&lt;br /&gt;Ceea ce las sa iasa la suprafata despre mine,nu este tot..din contra, este nimic.&lt;br /&gt;Si oare cat ar trebui sa fie de ajuns lumii sa inteleaga, ca si eu exist..Dar totusi, ma refugiez in lumea mea, imediat ce pot..Acolo pot sa ma dezbrac, fara sa imi fie rusine de nuditatea mea, pot sa ma demachiez, sa ma intind, sa inchid ochii si sa respir..este o senzatie asa de tare incat  imi este teama ca plamanii mei nu ar reusi sa contina atatea particele de viata si de emotii. Lumea aceasta ascunsa nu as putea sa o descriu si nici macar sa povestesc ce se intampla in ea...Totul este asa de complicat  incat nici o poza nu ar putea sa dea o idee imortalizarii, momentului..Asta este originea universului meu. Nu stiu daca va fi tratament pentru intrebarile mele, dubiile mele...Si nici macar nu ma intereseaza. Tot ce conteaza, sunt visurile mele, prezente aici..unde nimeni nu face caz la mai mult de un zambet, o lacrima, sau poate chiar un vers..Pentru ei nimic nu conteaza..Pentru ei, Tot restul este o liniste neagra..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-5110065233189284410?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/5110065233189284410/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/despre-mine.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/5110065233189284410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/5110065233189284410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/despre-mine.html' title='Despre mine..'/><author><name>amore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13266376784178959976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CX6_JzDoku0/SYOBsZ2IQKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LmMMOfWor9k/S220/5aKn3m899240-02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-2471112555739490427</id><published>2009-02-01T05:04:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:38:27.339+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inlove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='base'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>"Of how much close to death..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYUTSW9a1TI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xfhTkYvaYQY/s1600-h/sad+breast+woman+black+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYUTSW9a1TI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xfhTkYvaYQY/s320/sad+breast+woman+black+white.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297661742793020722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could just say I`m still inlove.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I want to proove to you,&lt;br /&gt;That I can say “I love you too”&lt;br /&gt;In every language of this Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My English isn’t very good,&lt;br /&gt;But either I am bad at it&lt;br /&gt;The soul can`t tell it face to face,&lt;br /&gt;It has no words, but has a base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn`t play with people`s minds,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn`t get drunk when stares at wines,&lt;br /&gt;It`s always faithful when you`re hurt,&lt;br /&gt;But than it shows you what`s your worth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess these are some simple words,&lt;br /&gt;If you don`t live to feel the swords.&lt;br /&gt;When they just stick into your heart,&lt;br /&gt;And make you die just afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like lyrics type themselves,&lt;br /&gt;I have no power over them;&lt;br /&gt;My only knowledge is sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Of how much close to death I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-2471112555739490427?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2471112555739490427/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-how-much-close-to-death.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/2471112555739490427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/2471112555739490427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-how-much-close-to-death.html' title='&quot;Of how much close to death...&quot;'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYUTSW9a1TI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xfhTkYvaYQY/s72-c/sad+breast+woman+black+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-3335887141562299287</id><published>2009-02-01T02:46:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:31:18.213+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awaken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='above'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='different'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meet'/><title type='text'>Some things are quite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYTxrkKo1QI/AAAAAAAAADI/i_f5B27RPbQ/s1600-h/pisicutsi+dulci.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYTxrkKo1QI/AAAAAAAAADI/i_f5B27RPbQ/s320/pisicutsi+dulci.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297624792439510274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(many thanks to Miss &lt;strong&gt;amore&lt;/strong&gt; for the sweet kittens picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unbreakable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    S.M.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have awaken now my love,&lt;br /&gt;I still can`t understand the meaning;&lt;br /&gt;Though all I see is you above,&lt;br /&gt;And that my heart is not quite healing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tought on doing something different,&lt;br /&gt;I still can`t understand why so;&lt;br /&gt;But all I`m getting is endurance,&lt;br /&gt;For too much pain is in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer that I need to give,&lt;br /&gt;I should receive it from above.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is not where it should be,&lt;br /&gt;The moments left are just a loan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will step away this time,&lt;br /&gt;From many other toughts of mine&lt;br /&gt;`cause they are waiting for the hit,&lt;br /&gt;The final one when we will meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of this becomes... a mith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-3335887141562299287?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3335887141562299287/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-things-are-quite.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/3335887141562299287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/3335887141562299287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-things-are-quite.html' title='Some things are quite...'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYTxrkKo1QI/AAAAAAAAADI/i_f5B27RPbQ/s72-c/pisicutsi+dulci.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-1610114700378672781</id><published>2009-01-31T06:18:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:38:53.995+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liniste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dispari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noapte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pustiu'/><title type='text'>Balada pentru suflet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYPV2EL2wfI/AAAAAAAAADA/oK4ExsJtZM0/s1600-h/man+looking+at+the+sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYPV2EL2wfI/AAAAAAAAADA/oK4ExsJtZM0/s200/man+looking+at+the+sky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297312711530955250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momente de liniste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. inca mai sunt aici&lt;br /&gt;Acum un ceas sau doua-n urma&lt;br /&gt;Tanjeam dupa aceste versuri&lt;br /&gt;La fel cum plang copiii mici.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da..imi doream ca sa mai scriu&lt;br /&gt;Sa nu am sufletul pustiu&lt;br /&gt;Renasc prin versuri, acum stiu&lt;br /&gt;Dar nu ma simt deloc mai viu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linistea ma-nnebuneste&lt;br /&gt;Sufletul mi-l ofileste&lt;br /&gt;Si nu o vreau asa de mult&lt;br /&gt;Precum tanjesc al tau sarut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M-am saturat sa ma tot plang,&lt;br /&gt;Nu stiu in ce sa ma incred;&lt;br /&gt;In gandul ce il port acum?&lt;br /&gt;Sau sufletul ce este putred?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa te intreb ceva&lt;br /&gt;Si cred ca-I pentru prima data&lt;br /&gt;Cand intreb asta o fata..&lt;br /&gt;-Deja-I prea mult!..hai spune-odata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, voi spune – fii atenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ma trezesc din visul meu&lt;br /&gt;Tot cu dorinta sa te-ating&lt;br /&gt;Sa te inchid in al meu suflet&lt;br /&gt;Sa te intreb ce am gandit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar tu dispari in noapte-ncet&lt;br /&gt;Si nu apuc ca sa te vad&lt;br /&gt;Si inca vreau ca sa mai cred&lt;br /&gt;Ca nu a fost doar un moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa simt c-a fost o viata-ntreaga&lt;br /&gt;In care mi te-am strans la piept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-1610114700378672781?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1610114700378672781/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/balada-pentru-suflet.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/1610114700378672781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/1610114700378672781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/balada-pentru-suflet.html' title='Balada pentru suflet'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYPV2EL2wfI/AAAAAAAAADA/oK4ExsJtZM0/s72-c/man+looking+at+the+sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-2778320409873126801</id><published>2009-01-30T17:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:14:59.305+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacerea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ordona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traiesc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='negura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soapte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noptile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='odata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragostea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alunga'/><title type='text'>Apusul la miaza-zi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYMZZ2S0kVI/AAAAAAAAACg/zQHzKzWt4Zg/s1600-h/apus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYMZZ2S0kVI/AAAAAAAAACg/zQHzKzWt4Zg/s320/apus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297105518579716434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apusul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma retrag incet in noapte,&lt;br /&gt;In negura ce o iubesc&lt;br /&gt;In lumea plina doar de soapte&lt;br /&gt;Ce imi ordona sa traiesc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce nu intelege nimeni&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce simt, sau ce gandesc?&lt;br /&gt;Am terminat cu toate acum&lt;br /&gt;Nici un raspuns nu mai zaresc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate sa termin si cu mine,&lt;br /&gt;Asa ar disparea durerea;&lt;br /&gt;N-as vrea sa dai vina pe tine,&lt;br /&gt;Caci ce imi ceri, este tacerea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si-I ceea ce ti se cuvine.&lt;br /&gt;Pentru-a alunga durerea;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajung sa-mi cer iertare-acum,&lt;br /&gt;Ca m-am bagat in viata ta&lt;br /&gt;Far` sa gandesc de al tau drum,&lt;br /&gt;De dragostea ce ti-o purta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noptile inca nu dorm&lt;br /&gt;Si negura nu-I asa rea;&lt;br /&gt;Degeab-astept s-apari in turn&lt;br /&gt;Caci viata nu se va schimba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am esuat inca o data,&lt;br /&gt;De`aceea-acum eu ma retrag&lt;br /&gt;Caci negura iar ma asteapta,&lt;br /&gt;Si patul…ce a fost odata cald.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-2778320409873126801?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/2778320409873126801/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/apusul-la-miaza-zi.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/2778320409873126801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/2778320409873126801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/apusul-la-miaza-zi.html' title='Apusul la miaza-zi'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYMZZ2S0kVI/AAAAAAAAACg/zQHzKzWt4Zg/s72-c/apus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-1277512872539462099</id><published>2009-01-30T06:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:14:42.102+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='citesti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lacrimile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ragaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schimba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intelegi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='departare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-stop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sufletul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indurare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerseste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copil'/><title type='text'>Ma sting stapane, indurare!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYJ-OM4OJpI/AAAAAAAAACY/TfCSrC_vxYM/s1600-h/sad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYJ-OM4OJpI/AAAAAAAAACY/TfCSrC_vxYM/s320/sad.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296934894181426834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indurare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  S.M. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce vezi tu, eu am uitat.&lt;br /&gt;Si ce simti tu..eu am visat;&lt;br /&gt;Niste versuri oare schimba,&lt;br /&gt;Ce in suflet am purtat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oare lacrimile dor?&lt;br /&gt;Caci le-am pierdut, nu le mai am;&lt;br /&gt;Precum cam tot ce am avut.&lt;br /&gt;“Ce am avut” - asta stiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incep sa nu mai am putere;&lt;br /&gt;Furat de gandul tau acum,&lt;br /&gt;Nici sa respir nu am placere&lt;br /&gt;Caci ma omoara-a-mea durere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu cred ca poti sa intelegi.&lt;br /&gt;Eu scriu ca vine de la sine,&lt;br /&gt;Iar tot ce vezi si ce citesti&lt;br /&gt;Sa afla tot aici in mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vezi?..eu as putea sa scriu non-stop,&lt;br /&gt;Caci doar asta mi-a ramas;&lt;br /&gt;Dar sufletul ma doare tare,&lt;br /&gt;Si tot imi cere sa il las..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar - nu pot sa-I dau ragaz,&lt;br /&gt;Iar cand ma afund in el&lt;br /&gt;Imi arata ca il doare,&lt;br /&gt;Si aud in departare&lt;br /&gt;Un plans de copil mai mare&lt;br /&gt;Ce implora si-mi cerseste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Mor stapane…indurare!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-1277512872539462099?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1277512872539462099/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/ma-sting-stapane-indurare.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/1277512872539462099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/1277512872539462099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/ma-sting-stapane-indurare.html' title='Ma sting stapane, indurare!'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYJ-OM4OJpI/AAAAAAAAACY/TfCSrC_vxYM/s72-c/sad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-3152457168807024327</id><published>2009-01-30T03:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:43:58.614+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='castel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plecat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bataliile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punct'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praful'/><title type='text'>Aer please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYJbD7rv8rI/AAAAAAAAACI/zPeTLeB1rEM/s1600-h/prince.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYJbD7rv8rI/AAAAAAAAACI/zPeTLeB1rEM/s320/prince.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296896234860049074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cineva…acolo sus?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 S.M.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mnoh…ca iarasi singurel,&lt;br /&gt;Ce si care cui mai pasa?&lt;br /&gt;Ca de obicei..doar scriu&lt;br /&gt;Si..da nu-s mort, dar nici nu-s viu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noutate la castel?&lt;br /&gt;Neh..nici un raspuns s-a dat&lt;br /&gt;Praful azi s-a asternut..&lt;br /&gt;Chiar si pe cadoul dat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toata lumea are-o viata,&lt;br /&gt;Numai printul sta si-nvata.&lt;br /&gt;Ce sa-nvete mi te-ntreb?&lt;br /&gt;Ca sa sufere…e cert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bataliile... s-au dus.&lt;br /&gt;Mai sunt doua la apus,&lt;br /&gt;Nu-s usoare de invins,&lt;br /&gt;Dar nici de ele de depins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai …conteaza?&lt;br /&gt;Tu ce spui?&lt;br /&gt;Teste dupa teste-n viata,&lt;br /&gt;Dar..tot singur merg in fata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si punct si iar si asadar&lt;br /&gt;Sperantele sunt tot mai mari;&lt;br /&gt;Si o sa moara in curand&lt;br /&gt;Ca ai plecat, nu mai apari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-3152457168807024327?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/3152457168807024327/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/aer-please.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/3152457168807024327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/3152457168807024327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/aer-please.html' title='Aer please!'/><author><name>SIR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07096382438523627999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SX-GblLiZGI/AAAAAAAAABU/RTFjQZNT0W8/S220/53383.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYJbD7rv8rI/AAAAAAAAACI/zPeTLeB1rEM/s72-c/prince.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171644876823424810.post-7694933041661274352</id><published>2009-01-29T03:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T06:02:45.330+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caprioare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ograda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nunta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vestea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tigri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daruiesc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lupisori'/><title type='text'>Din rude mari imparatesti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYEFSYRTDLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/l_k0vNm7TnE/s1600-h/castle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5MOJz9KHgw/SYEFSYRTDLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/l_k0vNm7TnE/s320/castle.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296520450075200690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunta imparateasca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lunga, mare departare&lt;br /&gt;Peste mari,tari si oceane&lt;br /&gt;Se afla un castel de vis&lt;br /&gt;Unde-odata ti-am promis&lt;br /&gt;Intreg taramul la picioare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caprioare, tigri, lupisori&lt;br /&gt;Printi, printese si ducese&lt;br /&gt;Toate, toti iti daruiesc&lt;br /&gt;Mesajul ca &lt;em&gt;te iubesc&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acest basm n-are sfarsit&lt;br /&gt;Doar durere, o iubire si putin…din infinit&lt;br /&gt;Asadar printesa draga&lt;br /&gt;Mesele-s in graba gata&lt;br /&gt;Servitorii si ograda&lt;br /&gt;Toata lumea e a ta&lt;br /&gt;Iar cand vei spune-a doua zi&lt;br /&gt;"Iubitule eu sunt a ta"&lt;br /&gt;Intreaga lume-si va pleca&lt;br /&gt;Capul la Maria Ta&lt;br /&gt;Ducandu-se in lume vestea&lt;br /&gt;Ca in palatul mult vestit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... Un inger s-a indragostit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-7694933041661274352?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/7694933041661274352/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/din-nume-mari-imparatesti.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/7694933041661274352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2171644876823424810/posts/default/7694933041661274352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/din-nume-mari-imparatesti.html' title='Din rude mari 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term='sacra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dulce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nopti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orizonturi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='draga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siguranta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cititor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atingere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suferea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dj'/><title type='text'>Codrul fermecat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Viata…?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De-ai putea sa spui ce simti pentu mine&lt;br /&gt;Mi-ar fi usor sa stiu ce va urma&lt;br /&gt;Sa te astept e nedrept, sa te uit si sa plec&lt;br /&gt;Ori sa-ti intorc dragostea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma aprinzi cu atingerea ta&lt;br /&gt;Cand e totul rece in viata mea&lt;br /&gt;Dupa nopti intregi ma saruti si pleci?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ce spui cuvinte in care nu crezi&lt;br /&gt;De ce pentru mine esti tot si nu vezi&lt;br /&gt;Inc-o noapte nu dorm&lt;br /&gt;De ce nu ma lasi sa vïsez&lt;br /&gt;                          (&lt;em&gt;Dj Project – Un singur drum&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Departare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Privind din orizonturi mari&lt;br /&gt;Inca zaresc castelul tau&lt;br /&gt;Si lacrimile ti le simt&lt;br /&gt;Caci e durere-n visul meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa graia din sufletul printul&lt;br /&gt;Ascultand o melodie&lt;br /&gt;Ce, cu-ceva timp in urma&lt;br /&gt;Ii datuse-n viata sensul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asculta-ti sufletul ce-ti cere&lt;br /&gt;Caci ce-i frumos nu s-a pierdut&lt;br /&gt;Si el nu te-a uitat printesa&lt;br /&gt;Caci te-a iubit de la-nceput&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cam ciudat sa afli-acum,&lt;br /&gt;Cand tot ce a ramas e scrum;&lt;br /&gt;E cam ciudat ca sa se nasca&lt;br /&gt;Doar din nimic, fapta cereasca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar s-a nascut, si ai aflat&lt;br /&gt;Si inca se intreaba cerul&lt;br /&gt;Cum de mai poti ca sa-l mai faci&lt;br /&gt;Sa isi jeleasca iar castelul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ar vrea sa uiti de el acum,&lt;br /&gt;Se va retrage tot pe drum;&lt;br /&gt;Pe`acela care el mergea,&lt;br /&gt;Care-l urma, si suferea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tu esti frumoasa, dulce, draga”&lt;br /&gt;Asa-i spunea Printul odata…&lt;br /&gt;Iar tie-ti spun drag cititor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iubirea-i sacra, nu-i de joaca.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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term='vant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lume'/><title type='text'>Intunecatul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Castelul&lt;br /&gt;         S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am vrut sa fac ceva frumos&lt;br /&gt;Sa iti arat o alta lume&lt;br /&gt;Am esuat…e dureros&lt;br /&gt;Caci inca nu esti langa mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am incetat ca sa mai sper&lt;br /&gt;Sa cred ca vantul va aduce&lt;br /&gt;Macar putin din al tau fler&lt;br /&gt;Sau pe-a ta privire dulce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum..sunt singur, chiar iti pasa?&lt;br /&gt;Eu sper ca da…mai bine lasa&lt;br /&gt;Caci am visat mult prea departe&lt;br /&gt;Iar multumirea…am luat plasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideea mea ca sa te fur…&lt;br /&gt;Deloc n-a fost de bun augur&lt;br /&gt;Caci eu stiam ca ai castel,&lt;br /&gt;Si print ce mult te astepta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;…cu-atata dragoste in el.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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term='versuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furtuna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='povesti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Vedere...</title><content type='html'>Din departare...&lt;br /&gt;S.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un strop de ploaie s-a vazut&lt;br /&gt;Inca ma-ntreb de l-am pierdut..&lt;br /&gt;Sa fi fost oare o strigare,&lt;br /&gt;Sau o furtuna trecatoare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma-ntreb de inca mai citesti&lt;br /&gt;Sau daca simti o adiere&lt;br /&gt;Cand lecturezi intr-o tacere&lt;br /&gt;Aceste versuri, sentimente&lt;br /&gt;Transformate in povesti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate ca iti e usor&lt;br /&gt;Sau poate ti-e si tie dor&lt;br /&gt;Dar..eu de unde sa mai stiu?&lt;br /&gt;C-acum sunt mort, iar maine viu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa-ti spun atat de multe&lt;br /&gt;Dar cred ca tu te-ai speria&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa-ti spun ca..tin la tine&lt;br /&gt;Ca m-am ind....nu-i bine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum cred ca ma voi opri,&lt;br /&gt;N-are fi prea bine sa continui&lt;br /&gt;Si daca-as spune iar..."my love"&lt;br /&gt;Nu cred c-as face deloc bine&lt;br /&gt;Dandu-ti de gandit cat doare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ca nu sunt acum langa tine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-1450308335318233369?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/1450308335318233369/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/din-departare.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosmar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iubire'/><title type='text'>Inima mea un...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOTEL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;S.M.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;De speriat nu contenesc&lt;br /&gt;Sa-ncerc ca iarasi sa zambesc&lt;br /&gt;Doar sa te vad mi-era de-ajuns&lt;br /&gt;Caci nu adesea mai zaresti&lt;br /&gt;O sansa pentru-`n vis distrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar visul e un basm frumos&lt;br /&gt;Atunci cand sunt cu tine&lt;br /&gt;Si cum tie ti-e-atat de drag&lt;br /&gt;La fel imi e si mie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi n-as vrea sa ma lasi&lt;br /&gt;Sa pleci sa fie doar un vis&lt;br /&gt;Caci voi ramane cu speranta&lt;br /&gt;De a-l avea in orice zi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vezi tu, castelul inca este&lt;br /&gt;Doar ii lipsesc printi si printese&lt;br /&gt;De razvratire nu vorbesc..&lt;br /&gt;Ca n-as putea sa ma gandesc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vrea sa stiu cu ce continui&lt;br /&gt;Dar sufletul nu ma mai lasa&lt;br /&gt;Caci lacrimile dor foarte tare&lt;br /&gt;Iar visul cel de mult sperat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Putere nu mai are .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2171644876823424810-195847208494271954?l=pisicutsi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/feeds/195847208494271954/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pisicutsi.blogspot.com/2009/01/inceputsau-sfarsit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' 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