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Maria-Cristina Popoiu, 23 years old, is participating in the 6th International Literary Creation Competition, from Costinești, Romania. We are grateful for the participation and wish her success.

Sunlight

And now it’s June,
And you don’t look in the
mirror thinking you have to prune
But it will never be June
2023 anymore,
Your past self in the trees,
looking around to roar.

The rain will eventually
wash away,
And your previous life might
maybe not stay
At least once you have a
real chance 
You’re born again; you’re at
crossroads to dance.

“Do you think the abstinence from love leads you to a more rational life?”
It was quiet down the hallway, they said the baby is fine.
“Am I running from the wolves and meeting the tiger?”
“No honey, you had the great tragedy of being born by a liar”.

 
Till Love Do Us Apart

“Do you think my alienating self pushed him to the cliff?”
“No, I think your alienating self pulled him from the cliff.”
I really need your help now, I rarely ask for help.
Can you put out this monstrous fire? I am overwhelmed.

Francesco sat elderly on his bed, gasped and said:
"My mother found flaws everywhere I went”.
Family is a bracelet of gold,
But until then, I look at the wide sky through my window and pretend it’s a pot I can control.

I liked love,
And as in any great love,
I abandoned love.
Will you come haunt me, love?



43.7700°N,
11.2577°E

Usually God saves you from the
things He needs to save you.
You won’t get what you want,
it’s a painful view.
I think I am about to make
a terrible mistake.
No deity can help me, this 
is my bitter end.

I don’t know how to not do the
things that I do.
Someone always has to be the leaver,
And I chose to be the leaver.
Please, I am not the one you
have to run to.

Some were born to be great,
Some were born to survive.
My pain for you was only some bait
You vive!