11.11


albastru folosit
fiare venite sa treaca
becuri negre
lumineaza.

cercuri pe cer
lume orbita
carari pierdute
pamantul se destrama.

lupi primejdiosi
latrat in plina seara
mana blestemata
ploua cu lame de gheata.

rosu ramane totul
balteste tot asfaltul
cleios e mormantul
intregii noastre natii.



2 thoughts on “11.11

  1. Asa e, lumea asta parca s-a intors cu susul in jos si nimic nu mai are sens incat nu stii incotro sa o apuci. Toti iti sunt dusmani la un moment dat si in final sfarsesti in a fi un caine ca sa reusesti.

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