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[adonys]

a game of thrones

she had seen her husband, her brothers, and all her children slain, and yet in life she had never shed a tear. so in death, the gods had decreed that she would know no rest until her weeping watered the black earth of the vale, where the men she had loved were buried. she had been dead six thousand years now, and still no drop of the torrent had ever reached the valley floor far bellow.

a man who sees nothing has no use for his eyes.. cut them out and give them to your next outrider. tell him you hope that four eyes might see better than two.. and if not, the man after him will have six.

la fel de incantatoare ca prima oara..

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cred c'ast'a fost tot.. pacat..

[adonys]

a heart for sale, I have no use for it anymore..

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she was.. she was too sober, too far away, too less, too silent, too distant, too colorless, too little, too liar, too dry..

and yet.. why do I feel so empty?!!

[adonys]

n'ai tu idee.. la'nceput a fost prea devreme, iar apoi, n'a mai fost niciodata momentul.. dar acum, nu mai are nici un rost..

[adonys]

silence...

[adonys]

the abyss

breath!

[adonys]

a beautiful working day.. thanks sony @#$@%!*&

[adonys]

as alerga, dar merg, desi'ar trebui sa ma tarasc..

[adonys]

[i]the unspoken
to D.

we are forever imprisoned by
the unspoken, he said to me
telepathically. there is a spot
where my vowels would like
to touch you. lick your
youth.
so miserably lonely, you and I.
so darn mute & wanting.
the onion moon,
the moon that peels off into
layers
just like your goose-bumped skin
under my naked touch
sneaks up on me
from a flock of tree tops
round like your chin
sneaking up on me
every time like clockwork
from a bouquet of goatee hairs
smells like love out here.
in the open air, bad music is playing
but we don’t care. we hear our chests
sighing and breathing forth
to embrace the scent of dry vine leaves
hanging down from the rusted rack
where they’ve been stretched
and then entangled
I wanna be free. I wanna be free
of your hands reaching to grab mine
into forever. I wanna breathe you in
and breathe you out with my belly.
the impoverished sight
has found a moon
and perfumed goatee hairs.
tongue populating my silence
into sweet wine moisture.
tonight I want you.

[/i]

[i]book-carrying guys
to D.

there is a species of book-carrying guys
who stack up fantasies
in their back-packs
which they carry
proudly
in the front, pressed against their young, hairy bellies
they wear black-framed glasses
expensive collared jackets
and they laugh a lot
no matter what they step on,
they keep laughing
even the air around them
has culture in it
one could breathe it in
and light up
like my little bitty street close to downtown
where late-night cabs keep bringing them

[/i]
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[adonys]

celelalte cuvinte - 25 de ani

va multumesc din suflet ca existati, totul ar fi fost altfel fara voi..

[adonys]

uff.. fuck this !!!

[adonys]

somwhere there's a magical place with strange music, where the night's creeping slowly around you and the dreams seems to last forever.. at least, until sun comes out to wash them away.. 308..

i remember now.. i remember how it started.. i can't remember yesterday, i just remember doing what they told me..

[adonys]

- vrei sa.. ?
- probabil retorica.. dar stiu ca intr'o zi ar fi ceva ce mi'ar placea in chestia asta ..
...
- iar intrebarea nu era retorica
- nu e nici timpul nici locul
- stiu

probabil ca nici n'o sa mai fie vreodata..

[adonys]

the prestige

the magician takes the ordinary something, and makes it do something extraordinary. now.. you're looking for the secret, but you won't found it, because, of course, you're not really looking. you don't really wanna know. you want to be.. fooled..

it was like.. magic.. or.. was it?!!

[adonys]

C.S.
[i]

[i][i]ea
2007.02.10 3:53:02

[/i]ma uit in oglinda si nu recunosc 'straina' care se uita la mine..
tematoare, umila, angoasata..
si singura.. ingrozitor de singura..
cum a ajuns ea aici?!

intorc capul si ma uit la 'strainul' care doarme linistit in patul meu..
si care nu simte, nu poate simti 'goliciunea' ei.. si neputinta..
cum a ajuns el aici?!

[/i][/i]

zori de zi
2006.11.01 12:45:53

ivirea zorilor.. si vraja destramata..
nu poti fugi de realitate... dar poti trai in vis..
macar din cand in cand..
tu, cel din visul meu, ma iubesti cu patima si caldura...
si emotie..
si teama..
si mister..
eu, cea din visul tau, iubesc si urma pasilor tai..
ramai cu bine, dragul meu..
a venit timpul sa plec..

........

[adonys]

there, where your cruel eyes are
my thoughts will be too
in a red curtains room
you, my dear queen of thorns

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[i]it’s got what it takes
so tell me why can’t this be love?
all I know
you’ve got to run to win an I’ll be damned if
i’ll get hung up on the line

[/i]
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[adonys]

12 martie..

[adonys]

20th March.. what the fuck just happened?!!
I'm too old for this shit

[adonys]

'ntunecate umbre
bantuind strazile pustii
ale unui oras
mai intunecat decat noi
ucigasi
cu suflete goale
si priviri hamesite
lasand in spate dare de sange
valuri curgand din ale noastre inimi
si din ranile
pe care pumnalele noastre
le'au sculptat
in inimile celor
precum noi

[adonys]

canta astazi un mosulica in autogara din tulcea..

[i]c'asa'i femeia facuta, [/i]
[i]parul lung si mintea scurta,[/i]
[i]parul lung si mintea scurta[/i]
[i]mai mai..

[/i]

[adonys]

test (please delete me)

[adonys]

si uite'asa pentru o vreme a devenit pentru totdeauna.. ai grija de broscoi te rog, ti i'am daruit din toata inima..

[adonys]

sunt oarecum beat.. ma rog, ar fi trebuit sa fi baut mai mult, da' mi'e prea lene si cred ca e suficient ca sa pot adormi fara prea multe ganduri inainte si vise dupa.. alaltaieri am facut o prostie cat mine de mare, dar m'am simtit atat de bine tocmai pentru c'am facut'o.. mersul pe jos este foarte sanatos de'altfel iar alaltaieri a fost mai nimic pe langa ieri.. si probabil cu atat mai putin pe langa maine..

iar tu.. n'ai venit.. ar fi tb sa simti ca n'a fost o simpla invitatie sa bem ceva.. ma rog, toti avem oboselile noastre.. si pana la urma si la coada si bautul de unul singur isi are utilitatea sa..

noapte buna!

[adonys]

in your, perfect world
there's no place for such,
like me..

[adonys]

mana ta, imi este
ca o pala de vant
pe ochi
pe gat
pe sani
pe sufletul meu

interesant.. pacat..

[adonys]

parfumul

se repezira la inger, se prabusira asupra lui, il trantira la pamant. fiecare voia sa'l atinga, fiecare voia sa aiba macar o farama din el, o pana, o aripa, o scanteie din flacara sa minunata. ii sfasiara vesmintele, parul, pielea de pe trup, ii smulsera penele, ii patrunsera carnea cu coltii si ghearele, il napadira ca niste hiene.

mirosim a ceea ce suntem..

[adonys]

the weather man

I remember once.. imagining what my life would be like, what I'd be like. I pictured having all these qualities. strong, positive qualities, that people could pick up on from across the room. but as time passed, few ever became any qualities I actually had. and all the possibilities I faced, all the sorts of people I could be, all of them got reduced every year to fewer, and fewer, until finally they got reduced to one.. to who I am. and that's who I am.. the weather man.. hello, America!

trist.. ingrozitor de trist..

[adonys]

something's gotta give

like the blink of an eye..