Lumea Altfel

 

CREAŢIE LITERARĂ - POEZIE ÎN LIMBA ENGLEZĂ

 

1. ŞCOLI GENERALE

 

Premiul II –  COSTIN ŞTEFANIA, VIII - Şcoala Generală nr. 5 Braşov / prof. FRANK CARMEN

 

~A Song~

 

Don’t worry, I am here;

Still you got me near…

Don’t you ever let me go.

I won’t leave you, no.

Darling, it’s me, I’m here

Take a napkin and wipe that tear.

Don’t you cry

We have all the time to fly.

We have a lot to say,

Come with me in a fantasy, far away,

Dreaming is the meaning of life

Take this step, don’t be shy.

Fairytale is so close,

And it’s sweet as the perfume of a rose…

Don't fear the dream hidden in your heart

That has been there right from the start.

Look in your soul - then you will know

Which way you have to go.

I dream and wake, but still I see

Only my imagination around me;

I'll keep on believing - and let me tell you why;

Though time is deceiving, dreamers will never die.

 

 

~Dream of Time~

As I wake up time stands still,

In my heart and in my will.

As I lay here all alone,

In the dark and in my home.

As I listen I hear no sound,

In my room and all around.

As I speak no words come out,

In my throat not a whisper nor shout.

When good has lost and evil has won,

And it seems like you're the only one,

When the past can't be undone,

And yet you refuse to run…

When no one's there to dry your tears,

And you are faced with your worst fears;

When your laughing turns to crying,

And it feels like your dreams are dying…

When everything goes wrong,

Have faith - be brave and strong.

Even when all of your hope is gone,

If you feel like letting go, hold on.

So listen very close to what I have to say;

Though it seems hard, I know you'll find a way.

Deep down in your heart you know it;

You're just afraid to admit it.

 

~Whispers In The Wind~

Palm trees sway in the wind,

The sunlight is streaming.

This is such a beautiful place;

I've gotta be dreaming.

Rain falls in showers,

I smell the sweet fragrance of each flower.

In the middle of the meadow,

There's a colourful rainbow.

The sun sets behind the trees,

As leaves sway in the breeze.

The wind is whispering,

But I can hear nothing.

A cool breeze caresses my face,

It plays gently through my hair.

It chases away any single worry,

My fear is no longer there.

I drink from a clear pool,

Swim in the colors around me.

Beneath a bright blue summer sky,

I feel so free.

I lay in the soft grass;

The clouds fly by, I let them pass.

The neon sunset makes me weep,

Finally, I fall asleep.

In a silent night,

My soul lifts up in flight.

Then suddenly a bright flash of light,

I wake up in the silver moonlight.

A peaceful feeling comes over me,

And then in an instant I can see.

The two halves of my soul

Thoroughly united, made into a whole.

The soul of a child

Feeling soft, feeling wild.

 

 

Premiul III – VEDEAN ILINCA, VIII - Şcoala Generală nr. 5 Braşov / prof. FRANK CARMEN

 

 

Time and again

I sit and meditate

Over the time that passed

I wish I could levitate

But I can’t.

 

The clocks my enemy

That makes a mournful sound

For a second, it turns the world into ebony

Making the faces astound.

 

What if you could stop the ticking?

What if you could turn back time?

Would you stop the thinking?

And the sigh?

 

But the world’s alive

And the wishes are dead

People don’t have time

To hold on to a piece of thread…

 

 

 

Sunshine gate

If you still dream, when you’re awake

If you still tend to bend and break

If you still laugh aloud, not fake

Then you must know the sunshine gate

 

When you’re alone somewhere, and late

When people talk about the great

When someone tells you you’re too lame

Try to remember the sunshine gate

 

It feels unreal, but you are there

It lasts a lifetime, if you care

It fills your heart with warm air

It makes any child spare

Sunshine gate.

 

 

Miss rainbow

Miss rainbow jumps

She doesn’t care

You follow her

She goes somewhere

She runs, she laughs, she’s sometimes mean

And turns your boring life in green!

 

Miss rainbow like’s to play a game

She doesn’t really know the name

But does it matter if it’s fun?

It makes you spin, it makes you scream

It makes you think you’re in a dream

An awesome one with heart-shaped clouds

And pretty fields that are turned upside-down

 

With candys falling down the trees

And clocks that tick when you say "cheese”

With bubbles lifting you up-up

And fireflies that wish you luck.

 

Miss rainbow is your best friend

She makes a story never end

Miss rainbow can hold your hand

While you run on slippery sand.

 

2. LICEE

 

Premiul II – UNGUREANU LIDIA, IX - Colegiul Naţional „Mihai Eminescu” Buzău / prof. CALOIANU LILIANA

 

Childhood Realm

When you think of Childhood

All the good memories rush back to you!

All your little friends come back

To your head, your body, your heart…

What is actually Childhood?

Does it represent more than your dreams,

Your aspirations, your future plans?

Think of all the things you’ve done…

When you were waiting for sweets,

When you were waiting for school,

When you were jumping like a lamb,

When you were smaller than a lamp,

When you were then. And Then was you…

Now, there are bad things happening to you; but say:

‘’Oh, dear Childhood, where are you?’’.

 

              

A Childhood Story

I asked life for a flower,

It gave me a bouquet.

I asked life for love,

It gave me a family.

I asked life for great memories,

It gave me Childhood.

When you are sad and afraid,

Think of what you used to do

When you were a child.

Look up at the sky, and start to smile.

That’s all you have to do…

This is the reason why Childhood

Came into our lives:

To teach you how to be happy,

How to swap a tear for a smile,

How to help somebody who could hurt you…

Because of this, we can just say:

‘’Thank you, God, for the best Childhood,

Because it was the one

That taught me how to live.’’