Thought Thorns... stopped describing my Identity!... Just rose petals tremble timidly... There is no second crying in my eyes and no dawns smelling my dreams... Just angels melted their wings behind my footprints... And meadows sing their flowers inside my soul... (Anca Mihaela - 3rd August 2014) Music: Yann Tiersen - Comptine d`un autre ete Copyright (c) 2014 (for the poem) by Anca Mihaela, All Rights Reserved, except the right to forward and to share with friends - with credit - which is held to be a good idea and is thus encouraged. About Anca Mihaela Bruma Since early age, I have always viewed writing poetry as the perfect medium which is able to depict profound unfathomable complexities of someones life or life itself, to render into words that which is unsay-able, that ineffable, which can be truly deeper than the language itself. Through my writings, as well years of readings, I always looked to seek something beyond that which was apparent to others! I was fascinated to see how different aspects of truth were transfigured by different emotions, how experiences were poetized. I pursued seeing beauty expressed in all forms of art, not just poetry; creating a thirst within me to explore more and more for the knowledge of the mystery beneath and beyond it, as a symbol of something greater and higher with its own power to immortalize the expressions over the years. https://youtube/watch?v=KpZHw5fD0VE
Posted on: Tue, 28 Oct 2014 06:57:47 +0000
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