tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63993855672776307182024-03-14T11:15:55.226-07:00Pur si simplu zambetDACA VIATA ITI OFERA LAMAI, FA O LIMONADA...zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-77761187405568357022012-04-29T02:01:00.000-07:002012-05-03T02:14:21.073-07:00My silence will make you happpy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-70088768737681054182011-12-03T09:06:00.000-08:002011-12-03T09:06:42.156-08:00you will be in my heart<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/ZQJh-oU0M9Y?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-43277647453435208232011-12-03T08:49:00.000-08:002011-12-03T08:49:58.724-08:00LA ADIO...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/K8inZ2sg6d0?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-12874817440069713382011-09-09T02:46:00.000-07:002011-09-09T02:46:05.447-07:00A SONG FOR A BROKEN HEART...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/7AW9C3-qWug?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-36557619414638471382011-09-07T10:40:00.000-07:002011-09-07T10:40:01.130-07:00STRAINA<i> Cine esti tu? Cu ochii inchisi caut sa te simt, sa inteleg, sa-mi dai un semn ca esti aici...Esti aici?? </i><br />
<i> Straina...bati in pieptul meu....dar nu esti cu adevarat a mea...si ma intreb daca tu stii ce e fericirea...ai iubit....ai fost iubita....ai ras...ai plans..??? cine esti tu?</i><br />
<i> Straina bati in pieptul meu si totusi esti a mea ...inima de imprumut... vreau sa stiu daca stii ca traiesti oarecum prin mine...Vreau sa te simti mandra de mine...vreau sa stii ca nu a fost in zadar....</i><br />
<i>si....indiferent cine esti....multumesc!!</i><br />
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<i> </i>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-45185665983019636852011-05-23T08:43:00.000-07:002011-05-23T08:43:04.502-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/WGMV6CW0z64?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-8837312350783338172011-05-18T09:46:00.000-07:002011-05-18T09:46:55.640-07:00VIS <i>Am deschis ochii. Deasupra mea o intindere albastra, brazdata de nori,asemeni unor valuri linistite, revarsa lumina . Ascult. Nici un val nu se sparge in necuprinsul albastru, nici macar o adiere....neantul...Plutesc ...sau poate nu....zgomotul aripilor ma desteptase....aripi mari albe imi invaluisera trupul...si ma simt puternica. Le desfac ....sunt aripile mele...mi-au crescut aripi... si stiu ca nu voi mai cadea. Ceva din mine ma indeamna sa privesc dedesupt. Doar negura adanca....nici o teama ,insa.... Picioarele goale se afunda in ceata albicioasa... in timp ce cu aripile risipesc aburul cald....Se facu lumina...fac primii pasi...Simt senzuala aatingere a ierbii, mangaindu-mi talpile, gleznele, pulpele...Ma intind in iarba calda si primitoare....impodobindu-mi trupul cu roua proaspata,desfatandu-mi simturile cu miresme de trifoi si mangaindu-ma cu puful papadiilor...moale, cald...</i><br />
<i>Un greieras isi canta aria langa urechea mea.....cred....ba nu..... e doar ceasul......Redeschid ochii.......acceeasi pereti zugraviti in alb... acelasi pat...aceeasi durere... acelasi zgomot care-mi imparte viata in picaaturile unei perfuzii. Acelasi trup istovit.....mi-au ramas insa aripile...mari si albe, asemeni aripilor de inger. Ma simt puternica.. Dinlauntrul meu aud un strigat tacut: nu lasa durerea si suferinta sa te doboare. Lupta...asa cum poti...lupta...cu mintea ....cu inima....cu tine insati....Indrazneste...iubirea ti-a dat aripi....</i>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-81929453782791244622011-04-28T10:55:00.000-07:002011-04-28T10:55:13.013-07:00PURIFICARE<i> Cu muguri proaspeti impodobeste-te suflete, cu boboci de crin si flori de cires...inalta-te printre nori si aduna bucuria razelor care-ti saruta roua de pe aripi... iar daca ar fi sa vina ploaia las-o, las-o sa-ti sarute umerii goi, las-o sa-ti patrunda in suflet si sa-ti spele noroiul de pe gene...Deschide ochii si lasa lumina sa te acopere ...cu ramuuri de iedera alba... calca in picioare realitatea si elibereaza-ti visele...inca nu e totul pierdut...intr-o zi vei avea totul...</i>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-89891864284712207902011-04-01T02:02:00.000-07:002011-04-01T02:02:11.108-07:00Cateva picaturi de liniste pentru suflet<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/sKXFX-xXY8c?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-26700963449571370882011-04-01T01:53:00.001-07:002011-04-01T01:53:08.838-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/ofYrt9ymTRo?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-73084479610432302682011-03-30T04:11:00.000-07:002011-03-30T04:11:06.452-07:00USA PE CARE AI INCHIS-O <i>Plec...trista si invinsa. Usa pe care ai inchis-o in urma ta ....zburand fericit si emotionat spre viitor...mi-a aratat ceea ce eu stiam deja....Acum e randul meu sa plec...si nu voi inchide usa in urma mea...iti voi lasa in urma mea tot ce mi-ai daruit....florile, sperantele , durerea, dar si visele . sa-ti tina de urat cand te vei intoarce....sa-ti aminteasca ....ca usa pe care ai inchis-o in urma ta ....zburand fericit si emotionat spre viitor....mi-a aratat cea ce eu stiam deja......ca iti doreai ca eu sa plec.</i>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-25390354653258325002011-03-02T01:51:00.000-08:002011-03-02T02:07:14.117-08:00Cu primavara in gand....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOjqSDM62O5mpiwGJbO47t3dXznFl-EBRsGTXGE98h5BISMc1LgB7iBzL94fZQpvLfZMU6gqVg3fh3Raiw0qNbr41pcZrln4F-e9z2Wb62ELx4OVCmOLfdlHQxgHT5Itip4PG53bDbkMP/s1600/animal_0025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOjqSDM62O5mpiwGJbO47t3dXznFl-EBRsGTXGE98h5BISMc1LgB7iBzL94fZQpvLfZMU6gqVg3fh3Raiw0qNbr41pcZrln4F-e9z2Wb62ELx4OVCmOLfdlHQxgHT5Itip4PG53bDbkMP/s320/animal_0025.jpg" width="320" /></a>PRIMAVARA, CU MUGURI INMIRESMATI, GATA SA PLESNEASCA IN INVALUIREA CALDA A SOARELUI. LUMINA PLAPANDA CE SCALDA INTINDEREA VERDE A IERBII. SENZUALA ATINGERE A FLORILOR NE MANGAIE SIMTURILE CU MIRESME IMBATATOARE DE FLORI, MUSCHI, FRUNZE VERZI, PAMANT REAVAN SI PLOAIE . IN GANDURI SI IN SUFLETE...SPERANTE REINNOITE, PROMISIUNILE UNOR NOI INCEPUTURI , METAMORFOZATE IN ZAMBETE PLINE DE BUCURIE...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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DAR IN INIMA NOASTRA INTOTDEAUNA E NOAPTE<br />
DECI VINO MEREU DOAMNE!<br />
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VII IN SINGURATATE,<br />
DAR EU MA SIMT DIN CE IN CE MAI SINGURA<br />
DECI VINO MEREU DOAMNE!<br />
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VINO SA MA MANGAI<br />
DAR EU SUNT TOT MAI TRISTA<br />
DECI VINO MEREU DOAMNE!<br />
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VINO AICI UNDE ESTE DISPERAREA,<br />
DAR MIE IMI ESTE ATAT DE GREU SA SPER<br />
DECI VINO MEREU, DOAMNE!<br />
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VINO SA MA CAUTI<br />
DAR EU SUNT DIN CE IN CE MAI PIERDUTA<br />
DECI VINO MEREU, DOAMNE!<br />
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NOI TOTI SUNTEM DEPARTE, RATACITORI<br />
NU STIM CINE SUNTEM, CE VREM.<br />
DECI VINO ,DOAMNE , VINO MEREU!zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-13687597983693645622011-01-20T02:15:00.000-08:002011-01-20T02:21:13.810-08:00INCEPUT Azi vreau sa fiu copil; azi vreau sa ma nasc iar... vreau sa ma nasc si sa cresc. Sa cresc, dar nu cum am crescut pana acum, sa cresc asa cum trebuie sa cresc. Azi vreau s-o iau de la capat. simt ca acest capat ma va conduce pe un drum pe care n-am vrut sa merg pana acum , dar stiu ca numai pe acest drum trebuie sa merg. Azi vreau sa reintineresc, sa fiu iar copil si sa stiu sa vad doar ce trebuie sa vad, sa inchid ochii atunci cand n-oi mai putea suporta greutatea unor priviri prea sincere. Azi vreau sa fiu alaturi de oamenii pe care ii iubesc, sa fiu alaturi......zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-35249158360409848262011-01-18T01:10:00.000-08:002011-01-18T01:10:21.083-08:00AM GRESIT.... Am gresit...si nu stiu cum sa imi strig suferinta. Suferinta ca am mintit, suferinta ca am tradat, suferinta ca in mine m-am ratacit si acum nu mai sunt eu....Cum as putea intoarce clepsidra timpului...sau poate ar trebui sa invat....sa ma invat...sa ma caut. Fiecare clipa de cautare este o clipa de regasire. Trebuie sa inteleg ce este cu durerea, de ce se gaseste in viata noastra cotidiana, in suferinta ascunsa, in renuntarea la dragoste..<br />
Daca acceptam tot ceea ce e gresit in noi,atunci deschidem o fereastra mare pe care poate intra dragostea. Caci cine este fericit nu face decat sa priveasca lumea cu dragoste- aceasta forta care regenereaza tot ce exista in Univers...zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-36864018568162370992011-01-18T00:48:00.000-08:002011-01-18T00:48:12.324-08:00SIMPLU.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnngAaGfDfVTXf0IDPAP04joYLmehXmbVxb0ZttTUHC-0nVacHMUInqo6OudUafhcREMVO2lspMxHStT2g3zhY_fFVyyW-_yaeQVM9Iktrsi2RETBjRle3Bvs1A0IG1v4R7pcFJ1VKHlcU/s1600/Foto0401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnngAaGfDfVTXf0IDPAP04joYLmehXmbVxb0ZttTUHC-0nVacHMUInqo6OudUafhcREMVO2lspMxHStT2g3zhY_fFVyyW-_yaeQVM9Iktrsi2RETBjRle3Bvs1A0IG1v4R7pcFJ1VKHlcU/s320/Foto0401.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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<b>Prin clepsidra vietii clipele se vor strecura prevestind rasaritul ....din nou .....si din nou....zi dupa zi, iar eu nu voi mai stii unde sunt limitele orizontului. In mine, muzica aripilor ma poarta spre valuri de iubire,incalzind lacrimile timpului de pe obrajii mei. Se topesc.....si astept din nou rasaritul. De data asta nici macar teama nu-mi mai e. Ploua cu petale, cu frunze, cu miresme rupte din sufletul meu....</b><br />
<b>Am invatat sa ma bucur. Acum am si raspunsul: fericirea e ...un ragaz . Atunci cand esti prea obosit sa o mai cauti , priveste inlauntrul tau si acorda-ti un ragaz. </b><br />
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</b>zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-12315856091448514982010-11-16T09:23:00.000-08:002010-11-16T09:23:07.479-08:00As vrea.... As vrea...sa-l aud pe Dumnezeu tusind, plimbandu-se nervos prin Paradis<br />
As vrea... sa prind o raza si apoi sa ating soarele<br />
As vrea...ca odata spinii sa devina spini pentru toti, nu doar pentru vanzatorii de trandafiri<br />
As vrea...ca frumusetea trandafirilor sa poata fi substituita cu o femeie sau mai bine cu sufletul ei,<br />
pentru ca ...frumusetea salasluieste in inima<br />
As vrea...macar odata , sa-l aud pe Dumnezeu tusind...pentru ca a ras prea mult.zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6399385567277630718.post-29928433155859762622010-11-11T08:56:00.001-08:002012-05-03T02:05:27.530-07:00NEVER TAKE LIFE TOO SERIOUSLY. NOBODY GETS OUT ALIVE ANYWAY ! Ma gandeam ca, daca am tine cont de afirmatia de mai sus, nu prea ne-ar ramane multe de facut, in afara de "a trai" sau poate altii, dimpotriva zambethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04534914443486565723noreply@blogger.com0