FOR ENGLISH VERSION CLICK HERE
Eu am rămas în umbră, visând la lumină. Am țintit stelele și am ratat. Tu, tu mi-ai rămas în inimă mult mai mult timp decât mi-ai stat în brațe. Am fost mereu acolo și tu și eu, dar niciodată împreună.
Am visat, am sperat, te-am așteptat. Dar nimic! De fiecare dată m-am mulțumit cu ce-mi ofereai. Am primit indiferența. Era mult mai puțin decât aveam nevoie. Am acceptat să primesc mai puțin decât meritam. Credeam că așa e normal. De curând am aflat că nu există jumătăți de măsură când vine vorba de sentimente. Ele ori sunt, ori nu sunt.
Cu timpul am învățat să nu mai accept minciuni frumoase amabalate în promisiuni și am învățat să-mi doresc mai mult și să cer cât am nevoie. Acum știu că nu există dorințe prea mari, am devenit conștientă că ceea ce vreau se încadrează în limitele pe care le pot primi.
.
.
.
I stayed in the shadows, dreaming of light. I aimed the stars and I missed out. You, you have remained in my heart, much longer than you sat in my arms. We were always there, you and I, but never together.
I dreamed, I hoped, I waited for you. But nothing! Every time I was satisfied with what you’ve offered me. I received the indifference. It was much less than I needed. I accepted to receive less than I deserved. I thought this is normal. I have recently learned that there are no half measures when it comes to feelings. They are or not.
In time I learned to do not accept beautiful lies packed in promises and I learned to want more and to ask for how I need. Now I know that there are not too much desires. I became aware that what I want is within the limits that I can get.
Superb
LikeLiked by 1 person
Glad you like it 🙂
LikeLike
Some lovely writing there Monica. Of course it sounds better in your beautiful native language but the sentiments come through in English.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I am glad to hear that, my friend 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
This is perhaps a good place to say I love your father’s poetry too, particularly in Romanian. Yesterday, World Book Day, in our local writers’ club (founded and run by a young Romanian woman!) we were asked to post on the club’s closed FB page the books/authors who had most influenced us. As far as Romanian poets are concerned, I said that although I enjoy the musicality of your most renowned poet, Eminescu of course, for me Blaga and Labiș were more influential. By the way, most influential for me, both read at 17 years old, were Steinbeck (The grapes of wrath) and Emily Brontë.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow! I will convey your comment to my dad. He will be very happy. As you said, Romanian has a beautiful musicality, but I can’t translate it in English 😦
I love Eminescu 😀
LikeLike
Bine spus! Un sfârșit de săptămână pe placul sufletului tău! 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
La fel si tie, Petru 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
wow, beautifully penned my dear friend. 🙂 Happy saturday, sweetie.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Happy weekend, my dear Arohii!
Thanks for your warm words ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
LikeLike