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Tomorrow, because !.,

Let me love you tomorrow because today it is to late .
I'm dancing alone the waltz of this life !
Do you look for something that may come as your miracle in life ?
I'm not pretty or to cute for a boyfriend !
Beautiful clouds, cold autumn, where I will meet my lonely sky ?
I'm too old for dreams come true .,
I don't know how to make fun of a situation !
What hope do you have for people like me ?
The gift from a wish is when it becomes true ,.
He looks like autumn colors in my eyes !
--- Maybe, I ask to much of you Lord ?
--- I think so, you ask to much !
--- So, I will stop my prayers now ?
 --- I think you should stop, now !
Sometimes, you just choose to love and to dream like a wish in clouds !
When was the last time you saw a shadow, because it may tell you how long is your life ?
Don't believe all that you hear until you see it !
Sometimes, even the mirror is lonely because it shows the way I am !
Where is the fall without you in it ?
When grow means death !.
I'm not special enough .
How come, I don't know anything about love ?
Never think of your own happiness .
Everything in life is with pain, you can not avoid it !
What is prayer really, if not a pain that I carry all the time in my chest ?!
Love is something that not all people can have in their life !

                                                                              - A. A. Popovici,


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Florile pastelate .,

Florile inimii sunt pastelate ~primăvară asteptată .  Îmi plâng inima sfâșiată din mine ! Binecuvântările nu se spun doar se văd ! Poate că am crezut ce ai vorbit Tu dar. . .  Nu avea nici o formă plăcută ci dar se ascundea īn agonia vieții . Dacă viața ar fi o melodie dar, nu este ? Trebuie să trăiesc ca și cum nu ași exista .  Mi-ași fi dorit ce se dorește deși e târziu a mai aștepta un răspuns ! Pentru mine nu ai răspuns, totuși! Mi-am vazut visele spulberate în marea albastră- adâncă . Atunci când, bucuria devine reală viața este în culori vii pastelate și simți că respiri dragostea dulce a inimii !  Ce ași putea să îmi mai doresc și nu mi-am dorit în această viață ?!

- A. A. Popovici,

Green writer.

In time with my books.  In time with my thoughts. In time with my desires. In time with my sadness. In time with my writing. In time with my dreaming. In time with my plants. In time with my darkness.

In time with my lost hopes. In time with my sad piano -melody. In time with my waiting...  In time with my travel, feelings.

In time is my window door!

In time with my shadows. In time with my lover. In time with my thinking. In time with my happiness. In time with my words. In time with my loneliness.

All that I desire, All my dreams, All my hopes, Are in time for me!

I’m a green writer! In time with my own poetry! In time with my library of books.

                           - A. A. Popovici,

Morning year !

Scent of a man.
Art of a room.
It was lonely.
Happy new year is home.
Last feelings inside!
Be your own kind of fashion.
Friday cat friend.
Cappuccino outfit color.
Newspaper look.
Mood of a feeling.
Art without o feeling.
Touch of a word.
An hello of a good morning year!
Warm season is just you.
Wishing of you to be here.
Morning is a loneliness day.
Two hearts are alone.

- A. A. Popovici,