Humanly you

by Andrada Costoiu

Weathering storms by hiding in houses,
Or deep inside yourself….
You’re caught in the game of making and unmaking.

Your human heart,
God’s open wound,
Is master of dramatic effects, both candid and frightful….

Blink….

Every day you save a part of yourself,
From the refined culture of forms and frames,
In which this world is trying to shape you or judge you by….

That’s good! 
You’re fire and not shape!
You have wings and these don’t bow,
Instead, they make you fly,
Away from the sclerotic narratives that want you down below.

Smile….

Out of the shadow of the abstract man or woman,
It’s you,
Bursting out the volcano of your being,
Poisoning the whole world with an eruption of your dreams.

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My new poetry book “Love poems: insights into the complicated mystery of love” is available on Amazon. You can get it here. Please write a review if you get around it. I would really appreciate it.

A first

by Andrada Costoiu

Have you ever felt the beginning in motion?
There is always a first.
The virginity of a heart
Of a body,
The innocence of believing.

Remember?

No doubt we can’t avoid the danger,
And the erosion that ravish deeply through our beings. 
No doubt.

But there is always a first.

Show me
Show me inside,
I want to meet the man that sings from non-existence,
His future joys, surprises, tragedies.

Let me,
Let me inside your soul full of holes, 
And let the bond of fleeting moments fill it in.

Don’t you see?
There is always a first……
And this is our beginning. 

COPYRIGHT NOTICE

© Andrada Costoiu and a-passion4life.com, 2020- . Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Andrada Costoiu and a-passion4life.com, 2020 with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

My new poetry book “Love poems: insights into the complicated mystery of love” is available on Amazon. You can get it here. Please write a review if you get around it. I would really appreciate it.

I have no cure

By Andrada Costoiu

Mechanical processes inside our perplexed souls,
Make us the guilty masters of our living.
We suffer from the automatism of doubt,
Some suffer of the automatism of faith,
And I, I am guilty of the automatism of love.

I believe in smiles, 
I cherish the slightest traces of memory from the moment I am told a name,
I think that souls are pure no matter how corrupted they’ve become.

I have no cure.

 I picked the roses you gave me,
A poisoned gift,
I would have been happier if I threw them in the fire
And not allow the ghosts to appear.

Five thousand years will pass on human scale,
Before the inner rumblings of your cheating would stop reverberating into my soul.

But it’s no use….

My innocence is not dissolved by pain,
I let you put the shackles on again and I am guilty,
For I love you and…….
I have no cure.

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© Andrada Costoiu and a-passion4life.com, 2020- . Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Andrada Costoiu and a-passion4life.com, 2020 with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

My new poetry book “Love poems: insights into the complicated mystery of love” is available on Amazon. You can get it here. Please write a review if you get around it. I would really appreciate it.

Distinct (s)

by Andrada Costoiu

The necklace you gave me is pounding the first letter of my name against my chest,
Drunk on the unexpected discovery,
I wanted to free myself,
Because this what happens when belonging comes out of incomplete discovery.

When you said you loved me
I believed you,
But you were handing me your blindness.

Run…..run…..
The future is already here, 
One step ahead,
It always has been faster than me.

Alone again,
That is me in the crowd,
No gift in reading men’s souls, but always wanting.
Should I still try?
Perhaps I am blind too. 

COPYRIGHT NOTICE

© Andrada Costoiu and a-passion4life.com, 2020- . Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Andrada Costoiu and a-passion4life.com, 2020 with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

My new poetry book “Love poems: insights into the complicated mystery of love” is available on Amazon. You can get it here. Please write a review if you get around it. I would really appreciate it.

Resilience in War Refugees from Syria

– Resilience as a process through individual and contextual factors-

By Andrada Costoiu


This isn’t a literary composition, it is an academic paper that I have written based on my research in a refugee camp in Jordan, about 5 years ago.
If you are interested in reading it, please click here :

Identify Podcast: Episode 2 (The Other Side). — Lucy’s Works and Co

Below is the information about a collaborative novel in which I participated. Many thanks to Lucy for including me in this project!

Identify Podcast: Episode 2 (The Other Side). — Lucy’s Works and Co

I do not know how to proper reblog the post, but this is from Lucy’s Blog.

“Written by Andrada Costoiu (chapter two) and B.V. Stratton (chapter three), this joint chapter delves a little into the sibling’s past but questions still arise. Resigning himself to trust his “newfound” sister, they make a break to the other side of the island as a last minute escape (as Tom blew their original plan). Lauren is more resourceful than she looks, and all Tom wanted to know was the truth. What is the cost of learning it and would it be safe for him to know?

Though how unfortunate for the sibling iconoclasts that someone lurks in the shadows.

Here’s the link to the latest episode on Anchor and Spotify

Please be sure to give some love and support to such amazing and talented authors, Andrada and B.V. Thank you both again for your collaborative efforts in this ongoing project, it means a lot to me. As well, the podcast may likely be on a short hiatus as I’m currently recovering from an elbow fracture.

I hope, however, you can enjoy this podcast episode and if you do, give a follow on Spotify or Anchor to be updated on new episodes. Please also feel free to leave a voice message as well for feedback, support, or even commentary, if you feel inclined. 🙂