Stan Simon-Emil Clasa a X-a Colegiul Naţional ,,Mihai Viteazul” Ploiești, Prahova Prof. coordonator Dorobanţu Andreea
What makes life worth living?
It’s the peacefulness of nature that I am seeking. As under the weight of my own thought I am lost in a labyrinth of naught...
Silent shadows of sewn lies,
You can’t escape my watchful eyes! Consumed by chaos, in the midst of a knot There’s a fragile haven, a pale blue dot.
My youth is fading under the reign of darkness,
Regrets reflecting a fallen star veiled in its starkness. Forsaken souls long for a drop of perfection, Eternalized in frigid passions, from birth to resurrection
The breath of earth, my nurturing home,
Strangled by invisible chains that oppress a warming dome Aspirations soar high, like a bird up in flight Its wings clipped by toxins, the evil’s delight
The elixir of life, I see it as a vital singularity,
A gift for evolution, an echo of an illusionary clarity A divine waterfall that transforms into a mystic raven Whose claws cleave the heart of my goldfish, the key to my heaven
The fertile womb of my planet gave me roots
Just so that I could feast with gratitude’s fruits The forest cured my fears, hosting me in a harmonious shrine And I betrayed it, killing it with a saw that I view as an apocalyptic sign I dream of an ideal derived from the riches of diversity While trying to protect what I love from the menace of perversity I dare to believe that I can find happiness riding a white rhino Without fearing that it would vanish like an enigmatic lost dino
There are threats to the very nature of our existence,
A brutal war is raging around me with persistence, Nuclear death was calling, reminding me of my sorrow On the horizon I spotted a fragment of peace to borrow
At your feet, there’s an unwritten fate,
A clean future with a blocked gate Be humble, don’t believe that you’re above everyone else Inside your mind you find the power to unlock these spells
Don’t be mean, embrace green, love life’s vibrant scene,
Save the world around you, make this a routine! If you are needed, don’t choose to stay blind Turn your head, what do you leave behind?
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