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IULIA GHERGHEI

SONGSOPTOK THE WRITERS BLOG | 6/10/2014 |



POEMS OF IULIA GHERGHEI.



      Sun’s ash




On the other side of me
One day I found me
I was caressed by the sun
bath by the waters of light
laughing like crazy in my face



On the other side of me
a shadow was crying
dripping itself into the asphalt
then the comedy stops



burnt all around
my skin is shouting its pain
in red colors
On the other side of me only
I found out
Sun



Sun is on the other side of me
Sun is my interior also
Outside my flesh
Inside my flesh
Sun's ash.







Cholera ballads




hear, hear, world of mine
new rules in town
kisses are forbidden on the shrine...
new rules in town

The announcer walk through the medieval town crying the news, the new rule was a desperate attempt to minimize the numbers of victims made by the new disease called cholera

hear, hear world of mine
new rules in town
kisses are forbidden on the shrine...
new rules in town

All over, people looked like ghosts, their eyes were empty, dry, no tears left, the skin was yellowish with brown shades, even the lips had vanished...what with to kiss the shrine? who had time for God  when death was feasting on their corpses?!

hear, hear, death is near
come to sip your eyes, my dear...
there, there rest your body 
hurry to become nobody

Smoke, suffocating and choking, floating, penetrating lungs...they got used to it...At first, fear and nausea overwhelmed them, when they found out that the smoke was from the burning corpses as there was no place in the cemetery to ground them, then nobody minded, people get used with everything!

hear, hear, death is near
come to sip your eyes, my dear
there, there rest your body
hurry to become nobody

This was the song kids cried out while jumping through the corpses on their way to church, where of course no one would kiss the shrine due to the new rule in town!!!







A prelude to death




So the pain is my friend now
Deep in my flesh it bites every cell
Screams are muted now....only lugubrious moans are leaving my lips
Sleep is only a prelude to death 
So light is burning my eyes
Any sound splits my brain 
getting choked with my own inside liquids 
I howl into the vast horizon of my darkness:

Just give me one more day 

as if that would be enough ...
as if that would bring death to my cancerous mucus 
as if that would heal all the pus
as if that would be enough for one more miracle in my life

Just give me one more day
I prayed ....

Now, right now 
Just give me one instant death.

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