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christianT
03.06.2005, 17:18
<B style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal">Un pumn de lut[/B]

zero G
03.06.2005, 21:37
If ......

If you can keep your head when all about you,
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good or talk too wise:

If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you can think and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the words you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them:"Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling

marian42
03.06.2005, 22:31
Non,rien de rien,

Non,je ne regrette rien,

Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait,ni le mal

Tout ca m'est bien egal.



Non,rien de rien,

Non,je ne regrette rien,

C'est paye,balaye,oublie,

Je me fous du passe.



Avec mes souvenirs

J'ai allume le feu

Mes changrins,mes plaisirs

Je n'ai plus besoin d'eux.

Balayes les amours

Avec leurs tremolos,

Balayes pour toujours.

Je repars a zero.



Non,rien de rien,

Non,je ne regrette rien,

Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait,ni le mal

Tout ca m'est bien egal...

marian42
03.06.2005, 22:33
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03.06.2005, 22:59
<H1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Paradoxul vremurilor noastre-Octavian Paler</H1>

Paradoxul vremurilor noastre

06.06.2005, 07:39
Zimbetul nostru ramine pe hard diskul lui Sorin ca si poeziile tale. Ti-ai publicat poeziile pina acum ?

PS. Singura persoana care nu ar trebui sa zimbeasca ar fi un cioclu. Sau un artist care a inceput o lucrare trista si nu a terminat-o la timp. Ca doctorita va spun ca orice tristete mai mare de 2 saptamini se numeste depresie.