Cele mai frumoase poezii Options

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Va propun sa punem aici cele mai frumoase poezii, bucati de suflet care ne-au bucurat si ne-au inspirat candva. Abia astept sa ma bucur de preferatele voastre si de versurile pe care le considerati demne de impartasit.  :-*

Nu pot spune ca am o poezie preferata, imi plac versurile atat de mult ca imi pare sacrilegiu sa aleg doar una. Astazi, un text care ma inspira adesea.

"FORMULAR" - Grigore VIERU

- Numele de familie si prenumele?
- Eu.
- Anul de nastere?
- Cel mai tanar an:
cand se iubeau
parintii mei.
- Originea?
- Ar si seman
dealul acel
din preajma codrilor.
Stiu toate doinele.
- Profesiunea?
Imi iubesc plaiul.
- Parintii?
- Am numai mama.
- Numele mamei?
- Mama.
- Ocupatia ei?
- Asteapta.
- Ai fost supus
judecatii vreodata?
- Am stat niste ani inchis: in mine.
- Rubedenii peste hotare ai?
- Da. Pe tata. Ingropat.
In pamant strain. Anul
1945.

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Am găsit-o prin marele www, dar nu am reuşit să aflu şi cine a scris-o.

JUDGE NOT

I was shocked, confused, bewildered, as I entered Heaven's door,

Not by the beauty of it all, nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven who made me sputter and gasp--

The thieves, the liars, the sinners, the alcoholics and the trash.


There stood the kid from seventh grade who swiped my lunch money twice.

Next to him was my old neighbor who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought was rotting away in hell,

Was sitting pretty on cloud nine, looking incredibly well.


I nudged Jesus, 'What's the deal? I would love to hear Your take.

How did all these sinners get up here? God must have made a mistake.

And why is everyone so quiet, so somber? ... Give me a clue.'

'Hush, child,' He said, 'they're all in shock. No one thought they'd be seeing you.'