Between paradise and despair

by Andrada Costoiu

The presence of you
Always irrevocably wins,
My want of life,
Is in your arms….

I try to understand,
The inner effervescence, the mad, the dangerous, the purity of what we all call …..love.
But I do not understand….
I don’t.

You take me high and then you bring me low,
Is this how it’s supposed to be?

Abandon means becoming and absorbing….
But how could I…..
When I’m just a human afraid of being hurt?

My heart rises up in defense of my spirit,
Beat….beat…..
Between paradise and despair….

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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.

Awakening

by Andrada Costoiu

I can’t contain myself….
I’m searching for myself,
And I wander searching for you.

I’ve been up and down,
I’ve dissolved in the sunrays,
And I got reborn from the shadows.

Where are you?

I tried to jump
Towards the one that is not me yet,
With anticipation,
Perhaps she will know.

She did.
She could not hide her smile,
A bit filled with scorn
When she said:
“You moron,
Your sense of sight substitutes everything….”

And then I felt.

The stones crushed beneath my feet,
As I ran and knocked at the gate of your soul.
I murmured my fears and my feelings,
And you opened……

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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. 

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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.

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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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. 

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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.

First dates

by Andrada Costoiu

First dates,
Walking on a pristine field of hopes and dreams,
Picking the perfect apple, 
With color and shape that promise to deliver perfection.

First dates,
You take both hands, face one another,
In a very tight and balanced circle, 
Inside the box of your own reality. 

Tomorrow’s dust doesn’t matter,
For passion has turned the air pink
And you’re bathing your soul in its fragrance,
Thinking that that you have just been christened in the eternity of love. 

First dates
Are full of observations,
Some of them funny…
As the ones that make you smile at your human anatomy’s upmost potential.

First dates
Are Darwinism in images,
Where the king of the jungle is circling his new quest….

First dates,
Become indexed to your stories of life.

I still hear the loud crash and the screams that followed ours,
And with eyes bundled up in the claustrophobia of my own memory,
I still remember our first dates,
And that feeling of being christened in the eternity of love…

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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.

You

by Andrada Costoiu

Warm waves sprinkle with powder the shore
You take my floral scarf and wrap it around my shoulders,
And then pull me closer.
The smell of your sweater gives me butterflies,
As you are the keeper of my most prized emotion. 

We are simply together,
Heart and soul.

Promises smile in your eyes,
And I’m holding my breath,
As strands of hair that the wind has taken hostages
Dance around your face.

Your eyes are saying more than your mouth,
They murmur sights of wanted stories
Predictions of future, and worldly events,
Of you and me together.

I love you.

I take out of my pocket
A long list of worries of my mind,
And give it to you.
You smile and set it on fire with your lighter.

“My love let’s make the infinity rule our time,” you say!
I nod, I’m in love and hopeful.

I watch the smoke hung in the air,
The paper’s on fire but it doesn’t become smaller and smaller!
I point at it,
And I’m trying to call you, but I can’t remember your name……
Dreams are like that….
They have no logic.

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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.

“Two worlds” in Masticadores

by Andrada Costoiu

You probably remember this poem, it as been published on my website before and it is also part of my poetry book, “Love poems”. I am going to reproduce it here, with a link to Masticadores, where it has been published few days ago. Masticadores is a year old platform that tries to unify authors from across the world; many of their writers and readers are from Spanish speaking countries ( Argentina, Chile, México, Brasil, Italia, Colombia and Spain).You can see it at their website if you click here : Masticadores.

Two worlds

by Andrada Costoiu

Swimming, she used all her might to get to the surface,
Fighting the currents of reason that sought to keep her in her world.
Sure and unsure walked hand in hand on the beach where she surfaced,
She stared them in the face,
Took her first breath, and then the first step,
And followed the voice that had long cuddled in her heart.

“Ariel,” the sand carried his whispers,
From the place where he stud locked up in the man made prison.
She whooshed through the sand and she found him,
Trying to bend the bars that ruled his world.

“You are not allowed to love a mermaid,” said the chorus of ethnocentric voices,
Singing decades old rules.  
He saw her, she saw him,
And oblivious they reached for each other,
Bending the bars under the heavy weight of their love.

Unafraid, they walked hand in hand by the wall of “virtue” where others were bowing, relenting their feelings to the man made rules.
He picked a piece of charcoal and wrote “Love!”
Not as a rule, but as guidance…..

They left, walking side by side.
It wasn’t easy for her,
She was just learning to walk into his world,
But she had him…..
And he had her…..

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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.

My poem “Canvas” on Free Verse Revolution

by Andrada Costoiu

 The theme for this month for Free Verse Revolution is “Reflections”. Reflections could mean anything, from reflections in the mirror, water….to anything that you think it could be related with reflections.

For me, it was …the following poem.

You can read it at Free Verse Revolution if you click here. If you are a poet, I encourage you to submit some of your poetry to this blog, as I think it is a wonderful way of sharing our work.

Canvas

by Andrada Costoiu

A house with white walls
And spell-binding shades,
A place of eternal youth,
Where love slips through the windows’ cracks
And warms the quiet air of night.

The door is open,
Tracks of mud from the garden,
Lead the way to a green tree,
The place of original sin.

We ate its apples to the core
And now it’s budding white blossoms,
The color of our dreams.

The blue night sky is meditating in silence,
You catch a falling star and keep it in your pocket,
Its bright and yellow light caresses your face and mine.

I lay my head on your chest
And trace with my fingers the vowels of love.

My paint coated fingers are trembling.
White, green, and blue,
Touches of tints and tones,
Reflect the shape of my thoughts on the canvas.

It was early this summer when I lost you,
I ran my fingers against the coffin’s glass
That locked you in…

My painted coated fingers are trembling.
White, green, and blue,
Touches of tints and tones,
Reflect the colors of my eternity with you. 

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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.

Pshyche’s forge

by Andrada Costoiu

I travel back to the beginning.
Sparks are flying,
I watch as she reaches to desires, hopes and dreams
And puts them all together in a bundle 
For a tomorrow that has yet to exist.

She now works at the edges and prepares to step off.

My palms cover my face that has yet to be born,
For I already know 
that it will all come to invade
My bones,
My skin, 
My mind.

Covered in gods’ dust she’s working on the souls’ forge,
Creating one for me.
Psyche! You were also born mortal!
What are you doing?! Make me right!
I want to yell, give me strength!
But she doesn’t hear me,
And instead she pours more passion.

Or maybe she did hear me as turns to me and smiles.
She whispers: “all is well with your soul
Best of souls have passion
This is what makes them the bravest and the strongest.”

I frown, 
Not knowing yet the wisdom
In what a thought to be one of her foolish mistakes.
I frown, 
Not knowing that without passion
Muttered curses and love songs would all sound the same.

I took what she gave me,
And went to discover the unknown.

I travel back to the beginning.
Sparks are flying,
Covered in gods’ dust Psyche is working on the souls’ forge.
Memories of the day before the beginning are running through my veins,
She turns to me,
I smile and thank her for making me burn,
For making me feel,
For making me whole.

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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, 2019 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.