The possibility of nothing

April 10, 2022April 10, 2022 / Andrada Costoiu / 2 Comments

Gigantic, uncontrollable gesture,
Was when we were given a heart
To live,
To love.

Do we understand anything at all?

Collective thoughts of complex spiritual movements,
And enigmatic minds of scientific thought
What do you have yet about the history and the future of the man itself?

Standing exposed to the wind of time,
Ruins,
Decay of the flesh,
Stand as a description of Being.
Still, not discouraged,
We’re outflanking the demon
Who whispers of death.

Smile and believe
Are the only ways to move forward,
For stuck with appearances
We’re not.

Half foolishness,
Half incomplete wisdom,
We dream and we may always exist,
Somehow, somewhere, if even in the minds of others,
For gigantic, uncontrollable gesture,
Was when we were given a heart
To live,
To love.

Note: Dedicated to A, my very good friend who lost her father this past week.

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My 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.

The collector of debt

January 21, 2022 / Andrada Costoiu / 4 Comments

by Andrada Costoiu

We doubt everything,
Except you.
We can’t deny you even if we wish,
Your work is written in blood.

You inspire me.

You bring us great spiritual transfiguration,
You bring us love, desire,
You bring us life.

You’re shaking, spinning and trembling with giddy generations.

You define the past with its theories and progress,
And the future with its visions and its dreams.

Time: the collector of debt,
Now and then,
From me, from you, from all of us.

*******

Forget the petty,
Focus on life,
Focus on you.

The history of you matters,
Even if it’s ordinary,
Even if it’s chaos or anarchy.

You add to US,
Even in the hours of your unconscious sleep.

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Inner Struggle

March 25, 2021 / Andrada Costoiu / 14 Comments

by Andrada Costoiu

Friends and foes,
Please gather,
Sit together and speak thy truth.
Perhaps we can settle the swords and the jabs,
Perhaps …

“Sure!” spoke Innocence, beautiful, suave creature,
From the depths of naïve knowledge, she said:
“We can reach togetherness,
After all, we are in this together….”

“Really?” says the Skepticism
“It seems that you glide through time learning nothing!
Innocence, you’re just beautiful passing beauty….”

“Passing? No!”, says Innocence,
“I’m always here, for without me how would you love?
How would you hate?”

“Love? Hate?” says Rationality
“After I made a considerable number of records over a long period of time,
I consider that….
It’s all a pile of whims!”

“Maybe,” says the Idealism
“But the man should always create another illusion,
I am not ready to give up on dreams!”

“I am surprised you’re still here, Idealism!
In an official universe,
Where relationships, careers, life…. is predetermined,
How have you not succumbed
To day-by-day unhappiness inertia?” asked Rationality.

“Silence! All kneel! Surrender!” shouted someone from behind,
“Accept my yoke and we will be saved!”
It was Knowledge, demanding to be queen.

They all fell silent,
Innocence became guilty,
Rationality started to bow,
Idealism became aggressive,
Knowledge……did not become queen.

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“Hear your soul” published in the Literary Yard

August 30, 2020November 30, 2020 / Andrada Costoiu / 4 Comments

Here is another poem, a bit heavier than the other I posted the other day, than has also been published in the Literary Yard. I hope you will enjoy it. You can read it in the Literary Yard here.

Photo : “Believe By Force”, by Kai Stachowiak

Hear your soul
by Andrada Costoiu

Bemused from the perusal,
Of walks through the world’s faiths,
You’re seating at the table of your life,
With present and the future you,
Still searching for enlightenment,
Still wishing that it is much more you knew.

Define the undefined, and feel it!
Your animated consciousness does that everyday,
Then why to find the answer,
To soul and its existence,
Is still uncharted way?

Behold the contradiction, the chatter of two sides,
As far apart as ever, both struggle to be guides.
One says that it’s your body the vessel for your soul,
The other that these two are indivisible and whole.

The inner music of your thoughts secretly shouts: ”I am immortal”!
Convincing, but certainly revised by your sense of the natural world.

Your heart pulsing beneath your chest breathes life,
You think, maybe your story didn’t last long enough to know the answer.
But then you lock eyes with yourself in the mirror,
You see,
Your soul, the silent actor,
Sealed tightly with the corks of your unfettered nature,
Assimilating, crystallizing, metabolizing,
The pain and the pleasure,
The gain and the loss,
The hideous and the lovely,
The demonic and the divine!
You feel yourself emerging countless times,
With purpose and determination,
Shoving away in scorn,
A vast blind history of explanations,
Of our origins and of the destiny of being born!

The chatter quiets and you listen,
The waters of your mind are clear and quiet,
And in their depths you see the wisdom of the untold aeons of time,
The energy and love,
Unquestioning, complete,
Beautiful and hopeful,
Becoming you.

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Origins

February 28, 2020November 30, 2020 / Andrada Costoiu / 8 Comments

by Andrada Costoiu

Photo: NASA Image Library

It can be difficult to get far beyond where I am,
I listen….
I hear the shadows of time uncaught by the sundials,
Murmuring about the universe’s life cycle.

I haven’t decided yet of where to lay the frontier between what is real and what is imaginary,
Because I just want to say “hello” to the unknown.
Where were we before we were born? Were we?
Where does the soul live?

Our heads have been nodding together through the thousands of years,
Our concept of matter remains unchanged,
Atomic events are hovering in the container that is our body and soul,
Trying to balance between finite and eternity.

I am part of the single, fragile human family,
I believe in light and sparkles,
I defy the soul-matter corroding glorification of human life,
For energy, time, matter, all brought together, surpass us all.

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