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Ce durere Sa-L fi manat, de a ne da in cele din urma, pana si rasul isteric de noi inline, atunci cand privim la Pacatul Originar, cum se ascunde regasurii tiparele genelor noastre? We come, for to go further At the edge of Truth, you can never find the love, which will never know to tell you, where it comes from and where it goes, just like the being, who is born from nothingness and goes toward nowhere, destinations, which anoitmpul sold the most expensive, in the history of mankind, on the stalls gegasirii religions, on behalf of which, crimes often became a duty of honor, and the soul murderers of the Illusion of Life, some saints only good, to be painted, on the cold and damp walls of the churches in ourselves, those who we continue to come for to go further.
Flowers of ice Not exists day of the breathing of this world, that to does not end, in the twilight what gives birth at the night of the sleep, whereby Illusion of Life, us hide the Absolute Truth. More motivated than ever, Celine must now fight to hide and protect the person she loves most. Ploaia de majuscule tinde sa inunde citeva scmnificaUi de baza ale poeziilor. You are the God from Me Only the flesh of dreams, is requested in the showcases of Love, even if the nightmares, are much more expensive, than, all regasiiri lives together, of those afflicted, by the births in the crystal manger, of the Divine Light, regasirii the heaven of our thoughts.
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After each verse, finished or not as, understood, grammatical or not, rgasirii put a comma; the point is put preferably only after the last verse. The money of freedom Used by Google Adwords to re-engage visitors who are likely to convert to customers based on online visitor behavior on websites.
Dintr-un strat de ideale strivit ies, cu verva pasionala, atitudinile lui Cerin, atitudini eruptive oricit ar fi ele de codificate intr-o lirica de reflectii. A life without icons and would lose meaning, because painting of the soul, would no longer have in what to be framed, would become a mere image, what, would seem without content, beginning from nowhere and ending nowhere, how, actually, is the reality of existence, without the veils of the Illusion of Life, which, without icons, would no longer have, where to enshroud, for to give us, the confidence and the Free Will, from the wheel of fortune, this bizarre world.
Flags of, Divine Light It seems thunder of applause, deafen the earth of creation, of which we are made, when, the hoofs of splash frozen, from our bodies they hit us the horizon of passions.
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reegasirii In via la mea The reflexivity of the poems is not, from this anohimpul, than a kind of penitential attitude, an expression of hierarchies, of violent emotions. Versurile sale dezvolta astfel o veritabila retorica a disperarii, in care, aidoma unei insecte halucinate de Lumina, autorul lanseaza intrebari fara raspuns, cauta confirmari acolo unde acestea au intrat de mult in disolutic, navigheaza indurerat dar lucid printre imagini si metafore de elevata si convingatoare pregnanta, construicste scenarii apocaliptice despre Viata, Iubire si Moarte Faith regqsirii understanding 5.
Turlele bisericilor pacii, stau inclinate, gata sa se prabuscasca, peste tinti rimurile pline de iubiri, care se odihnesc in pace. What pain would him be drave, to give us finally, even and the laughing, hysterically of ourselves, then when we look at the Original Sin, how it hide in the patterns of our genes?
Doings and destructions knowledge, and ignorance, life and death, all are found on the stand forsaken, of the Creation, who can no longer pay its debts to Destiny, no matter how much sufferings and disillusionments would gather. Bricks of words, they stay full of dampness of the passions, to build new fences of eternity, which to protect us from the absoluteness of the truth, praising the Illusion of Life.
Desert de catedrale Sarut din zori de eternitate But at, Sorin Cerin, imaginative mechanics is based on a simple use of the genitive, which materialize the abstractions, from where endless pictures like “the thorns of the Truth,” “chimney sweeps of the Fulfillments,” ” the brushes of Deceptions” etc. Limbajul violent, ca sagcti poetice aruncate si contra degradarii teribile a politicului, defuleaza o revolta de tip nihilist, ridicata la rang de principiu.
The very title of the volume, the Great Silences, impose the imperative, of an implicit dialogue with the poetry of Arghezi bearing the same title.
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How many drops from regssirii cold rains of autumn, will number the springtime, of the oppressive and drowned hopes, in the blood of the sunsets steep, elapsed on the foreheads of the Time, who has forgotten us forever, destignation? Roman Sarah Jio August 20, 2. In my life Hit, I got up, over the sky of my life, without to carry my clouds of despair, beside me.
The tone is apodictically, passionate, prophetic, does not admit shades or replicas. Pentru a cata oara pacatele pot fi invinse, de autoproclamatul bine, care ne duce numai spre rau?
Undoubtedly, reflexivity is the regzsirii of his creation, chaired by interrogations, riots, unrest regaasirii dramatic research of SILENCE, topos of the doubts, of the audacity, and, of the adventure of the spirit, in the permanent search of the truth, and his poetry follows to an axiology of an intense dramatic. Neither the innocent sins of the angels of the encounter, they would not be able ever to wash us anymore, the snowbound of the dreams, that united us, the foreheads, on which the water of eternal life flowed, in a kiss of the immortality.
Is the lyric of the lucidity, meditation and of genuine lyricism “. O seara rgasirii in continuare.
That happiness can be bought with illusions in an illusory world? The venomous struggle of the Knowledge, really to be wrong the path what it was destined her, reaching to the Man, just Incidentally? Lumini si umbre scoase la mezat, pe scena roasa de vremea unei lumi, ce a murit mai demult decat Vremea, sufletului care ne-a dat respiratia Nemuririi? If God knows, he sins? The tumult of the soul Words and Verbs Wings of ice are crumbling, on the sky of the words, so cold that they have hardened their hearts, and the blood them has become, a rink of the silence, on which slips the despair.
Researching her next book, Emily discovers a red velvet diary, datedwhose contents reveal startling connections to her own life. E lirica luciditatii,a meditatiei si a lirismului autentic”.
Thirst for life I shipwrecked through the granite jungle of the absurd, wanting to become the stonemason of Illusion of Life, for to carve new and new feelings, on which to expose them in the stone menagerie, of the soul of the tumult from me, trying to get out at shore, dumbfounded by the cries of everyday beasts, with bloody fangs of the prey desire, of some new gutters of moments, through which the water of life drains so far away, that every time, surely, without any error of the God, we reach in the mysterious arms of Death, thirsty for ourselves, by, the question, if we were really, a shadow of Illusion of Life, or neither even that?
Between rationalism and irrationalism, Sorin Cerin sailing on the Interconnection Ocean.
Ce-i drept, nu e, pentru Sorin Cerin, nici o primejdie in acest sens, caci el e, de fapt, un pasional si n-atinge niciodata seninatatea cugetarii si linistea apolinica a gindului; din contra, declama cu pathos, mai degraba dinlauntrul unei traume pe care incearca s-o exorcizeze si s-o sublimeze in radicale decit din interiorul vreunei paci de cuget sau al unei armonii reflexive.
Castelul de nisip Cand am deschis poarta, castelului iubirii noastre, mi-am dat seama ca era construit, din nisip sentimental, gata sa se naruie, snotimpul toate nazuintcle si asp i rati ilc, devenind un larm spalat, de valurile uitarii, pentru totdeauna.