Plictiseala

April 12, 2009 at 7:30 am 4 comments

Plictiseala dimineata cum ma trezesc
Plictiseala vine pranzul, nu simt ca traiesc
Plictiseala seara putrezesc in pat
Plictiseala noaptea cand o reiau unde am stat.

Plictiseala stanga, dreapta, peste tot si nicaieri
Plictiseala ma distreaza, ma inconjoara, e tot vrei.
Plictiseala are moarte, dar tie lene s-o invingi
De vrei vreodata evada, taie firul de destin.

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Entry filed under: poetry. Tags: apatie, plictiseala, poetry.

Uranus Darvaz

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1. victoria.casian | April 12, 2009 at 11:41 am

uuuuuuuuuuuuu…. aha, ahaaa…… foarte tareeeeh;)) si mie imi place tare…. FOARTE TARE. Te iubesc, Virgil!!!!! :X:X:X:X:X:X
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2. dreamer0507 | April 12, 2009 at 1:24 pm

Victoria ai tulburari hormonale?=)).Anyway GJ Vrigil
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3. mrlmyworld | July 9, 2009 at 10:22 am

interesanta poezie…plictiseala ma insoteste si pe mine zilele astea…:(
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4. Sheiriam | June 7, 2010 at 5:22 pm

Numai ce am scris un articol despre plictiseala .Ridica-te din pat si sparge monotonia !
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