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primul poem din zilele cu poezi

                      maturizare


Astept o scrisoare
Manc o portocala in timp ce rasfoiesc internetul
Vad o filmare cu mine 
Eram copil , blond si grasut
Hiperactiv fara stare , grabit 
Obligat sa stau la masa fara nici o miscare
Picioarele mele imi stiau cea mai adanca chemare
Sa fug , sa sar , sa traiesc
Nu stiam ce inseamna sa fii mare
matur , cu obligati si comportament moral

Normal nu mi-a fost usor cat am fost copil
Nu eram prea agil , imi lipsea si concentrarea

Am fugit o bucata de timp ,
Surprins , nepregatit am tot incercat sa evit
Am inventat o mie de scuze
Mi-am imaginat o multime de scapari 
Rutina era egala cu crima pentru mine 
si totusi...

Pare tragic , nu stiam ca o sa-mi placa 
Fiecare zi care ma duce spre o viitoare etapa
Ca o emisiune cu diferite probe 
Progresiv tot mai grele , tot mai interesante
Care imi provoaca corpul si mintea 
Imi ridica spiritul si ma transforma 
In Om matur






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