A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe… (via androxa)

A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed- But a waking dream of life and light Hath left me broken-hearted. Ah! what is not a dream by day To him whose eyes are cast On things around him with a ray Turned back upon the past? That holy dream- that holy dream, While all the world were chiding, Hath cheered me as a lovely beam A lonely spirit guiding. What though that light, thro' storm and night, So tre … Read More

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Time .. I need more time…. (via androxa)

Still so little time for anything…dont get a chance even to login here or anywhere….still setting up the kitchen ,interviews,menu planning,costpricing …morning till night…but getting more customers allready and and getting great feedback ..I also go to customers and have a small chat …very laid back and gives a personal touch.. So again goodbye and till the next time when I got a day free… Pa !! Time Time, the thief of life, T … Read More

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I am not really here…. (via androxa)

Got lucky..through circumstances got a day off today …so only catching up a little…probaly will be a week again before I am back again here… Eat well Roxana incaunipocrit alicegeorgiana alice cristi haicasepoate.eu haicasepoate ivanuska innerspacejournal linkping papornitacuvorbe romanianstampnews my love rokssana my darling the one schtiel theodora0303 vis-si-realitate vizualw … Read More

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0 REMAIN, DEAR ONE… Mihai Eminescu (via androxa)

 Full view here 0 REMAIN, DEAR ONE… “O remain, dear one, I love you, Stay with me in my fair land, For your dreamings and longings Only I can understand. You, who like a prince reclining O’er the pool with heaven starred; You who gaze up from the water With such earnest deep regard. Stay, for where the lapping wavelets Shake the tall and tasseled grass, I will make you hear in secret How the furtive chamois pass. Oh, I see you wrapped in magic, … Read More

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The Beautiful Changes…. (via androxa)

One wading a Fall meadow finds on all sides The Queen Anne’s Lace lying like lilies On water; it glides So from the walker, it turns Dry grass to a lake, as the slightest shade of you Valleys my mind in fabulous blue Lucernes. The beautiful changes as a forest is changed By a chameleon’s tuning his skin to it; As a mantis, arranged On a green leaf, grows Into it, makes the leaf leafier, and proves Any greenness is deeper than anyone knows. Your h … Read More

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He walked the path into darkness…. (via androxa)

He walked the path into darkness, No light to guard his way He walked alone into the mist No God left for him to pray. He hears the young ones laughter The sounds soon fade away. He moves down the path of darkness, No light to guide him today. The rainbows light has faded the dreams and hopes have too. He moves down the path of darkness No love for him anew. Branches like fingers of bone scrape along his skin Moonlight pools and madness tell him … Read More

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SMILE…..!!!!! (via androxa)

How can one smile such sweet smiles, When one is so saddened by sorrows for miles, How can I smile the same smiles, When life brings me nothing but tears, I wondered for so long, What reason you had to smile that long, To keep smiling though troubles come, And still remain sweet and silently overcome, It's such a mystery to me, Your smiles from heaven with glee, I adore and yet envy thee, But I'd rather you smile those at me, I feel happy when I … Read More

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SUKHI BARBER…. (via androxa)

SOURCE Sukhi’s sculptures are intended to bridge the cultures of East and West. Embodying the peace and compositional balance of ancient devotional art, they represent complex philosophical ideas with a simplicity and clarity that renders them accessible to the Western viewer. Exploring themes of hidden potentials, and the transcendence of our limiting view of a solid reality, her work often represents the negative space as being as important as … Read More

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Voyage into my mind… (via androxa)

 You can stare forever at the diamond black sky, You can think you know everything there is to know, And then there is more, The greatest universe to conquer, Is not in the blue glowing heavens, That spills over into golden lights, That shine beyond time, Then they drift farther away, And the universe expands, The greatest universe to conquer, Is in our own minds, Thought are tools that kill and heal, If we reach deep within ourselves, We will see … Read More

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A Slumber did my Spirit Seal…. (via androxa)

A Slumber did my Spirit Seal By William Wordsworth 1770–1850 A slumber did my spirit seal; I had no human fears: She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force; She neither hears nor sees; Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees. cristi haicasepoate ivanuska klausen1976 lunapatrata mirelapete papornitacuvorbe romanianstampnews rokssana schtiel teonegura theodora … Read More

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Colors in your heart… (via androxa)

If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you and share with you its beauty On the days you're feeling blue. –Anonymous alicegeorgiana incaunipocrit clipedecluj cristi-raraitu haicasepoate haicasepoate.eu ivanuska cristi linkping papornitacuvorbe romanianstampnews rokssana schtiel roxana lunapatrata teonegura theodora0303 vis-si-realitate vizualw vizual … Read More

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Copper embrace…. (via androxa)

'The Girdle of Venus Encircles us There is no rust In her copper embrace It curls, entwines, Ouroboros The snake it eats its tail So if we meet An alchemist We'll show to him Our copper rings He'll laugh and wink And he'll tell us Life can be spent on many things He lifts a veil, the tale blooms He reveals the flowered path to walk He reveals to him a mouth that talks That only speaks in poetry Hermes saw skies in terror forms Her soothing voice, … Read More

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Return from an alien garden…. (via androxa)

From the dark and cold of the night, I shall go in To steal A flowering branch From the last flowering tree. I will climb over the stone wall To the wonder of the alien garden, To the shine of your smile, To the warmth of your touch, My shadow lost in your shadow. Before winter becomes, And the whispers of life all subside, I shall watch The last flowering tree changing To a cascade of fragrant flowers, To a river of luminous embers. Then, From t … Read More

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Cyber world….. (via androxa)

 Cyber world sign in you’ve got mail Meet new screen names not new people Sit in chat rooms pretend to be someone your not Thousands of messages sent each day In cyber world your someone fake Say good-bye sign out welcome to real life it all starts now incaunipocrit alicegeorgiana blogulise cristi griska haicasepoate.eu ivanuska lunapatrata linkping papornitacuvorbe romanianstampnews teonegura rokssana alice … Read More

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A crown of flowers…. (via androxa)

 Photo by me …click here for full view A crown of flowers ~ I don a crown of flowers To mask the sorrow inside Eyes which fall upon its beauty Do not see the tears I cry While the flowers bud to blossom I wilt to almost nothing In a garden colour filled with life There is also a shadow found In the sun the flower buds open In the dark a heart is closed The flowers shall be woven together To hide something left unseen The rose, the tulip and the … Read More

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Communication… (via androxa)

Communication Breakdown, What’s happening today? We don’t say what we mean, And we don’t mean what we say. We trundle along in life, Not speaking when we should, We wait until it’s too late, And then say nothing good. We don’t look at each other, Nor smile as much these days, We are all so busy, Being busy is the craze. But what is so important? That we don’t really talk? Why don’t we make time? Instead of running, we could walk. We use our text … Read More

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Midnight glow… (via androxa)

The moonlight shines upon her face while in her peaceful sleep The secrets that she dreams tonight will be her’s to keep ~ The softness of the the midnight moon its glow illuminates The beauty that is seen within the soul it emanates. Behold, the epitome of perfection lays within this bed She sleeps tonight and in her dreams is the man she longs to wed ~ A rendezvous within her heart when the hour is close at hand As the midnight glow of the moon … Read More

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She is a book… (via androxa)

She is a breathing book each night I touch her pages delicately turn to find her heart in letters written by her hand… Scent of vanilla soft and sensuous unveiling another thought another smiling memory another intimate piece of her… And I read with such abandon across her pages my fingers trailing her soft paper skin… In her sighs she speaks of stories and sonnets history and fantasy blue skies and silvery silks… I hear her voice in the pages wa … Read More

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