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 Dec 8
Valentin Eni
I feel
an angel’s touch, so soft, so near,
a mountain crumbles,
its roar I hear.

I see
the shadows carved by lightning’s glow,
the light of a seed
in the earth below.

I hear
the silence stretched across the years,
curses rising from the graves
through tears.

I believe
in the stain of a demon’s dark embrace,
in the power of words
to claim their space.

I know
who will bear the weight my cross demands,
why the world bleeds
through trembling hands.

I feel
the steps that lead me closer to my breath’s last bend,
the touch of an angel
before the end.

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I Feel
(Alternative translation I)

I feel
an angel's touch upon my skin
I feel once more
a mountain crashing, tumbling in

I see
the shadows lightning leaves behind
I see anew
the light within a seed confined

I hear
the silences an age has kept
I hear again
the curses rising from the crypt

I trust
the foulness that a demon breeds
I trust still more
the power that resides in deeds

I know
who'll bear the cross that's meant for me
I know as well
why bleeds the heart of all we see

I feel
how many steps till death I tread
I feel once more
an angel's touch upon my head
(Originally written in Romanian.) The poem engages all the senses to convey a feeling of transcendence and existential struggle. The contrast between life and death, light and darkness, is a central motif.
This poem presents a journey of awareness, moving between sensory experiences and spiritual reflections. The angel at the beginning and end bookends the work with a spiritual framework, suggesting a reliance on faith amidst the chaotic contrasts of existence. The use of sensory verbs ("feel," "see," "hear") is immersive, pulling the reader into the speaker's evolving realization of mortality and existence.
 Dec 8
Valentin Eni
and I would have loved,
but I don't believe in love.

and I would have died,
but I don't believe in death...
Analysis of "I Don't Believe"

Theme:
The poem reflects on disillusionment and existential doubt, rejecting fundamental aspects of human experience: love and death. It captures the tension between longing for belief and the inability to embrace it, portraying a deep internal conflict that speaks to the fragility of human faith in universal truths.

Tone and Structure:
The tone is melancholic and introspective, with a sense of resignation. The poem’s minimal structure—two short stanzas—emphasizes its stark and raw emotions. The repetition of "I don't believe" establishes a rhythm that reinforces the speaker's firm denial, while the conditional statements ("and I would have...") hint at a yearning for what is being denied.

Imagery and Meaning:

"I would have loved, / but I don’t believe in love":

The speaker acknowledges the desire to love, a universal human experience, but rejects its validity or reality.
This denial suggests disillusionment, perhaps born of pain or betrayal, where the speaker distances themselves from something deeply desired but unattainable.

"I would have died, / but I don’t believe in death":

Death, as an inevitable aspect of existence, is also dismissed. This could reflect a denial of mortality or a rejection of its meaning.
The line implies a struggle with the concept of finality, perhaps an attempt to detach from fear or to transcend the boundaries of life and death.

Message:
The poem explores the paradox of longing for belief in concepts the author denies. Love and death, typically seen as opposites—creation and destruction, connection and separation—are rendered equally meaningless in the speaker's worldview. This creates an emotional void, highlighting the despair and alienation of modern existential doubt.

Conclusion:
"I Don't Believe" is a brief yet powerful exploration of disillusionment and the human struggle to reconcile desire with disbelief. Through its stark language and minimalist structure, it conveys a profound sense of loss and longing, inviting readers to reflect on the fragility of belief and the emotional consequences of its absence.
 Dec 8
Valentin Eni
I want to live as I have never lived,
As no one ever dared to live before!
To never fail, and in a fight so fierce,
Forgive the ones who wounded to the core.

I want to love as I have never loved,
As no one ever dared to love so true!
To grow my heart as wide as all the world,
And reach with love those hearts that never knew.

I want to cry as I have never cried,
As no one ever dared to cry so deep!
With tears to drown the cursed, relentless pain,
And all who cause such grief with hearts that weep.

I want to burn as I have never burned,
As no one ever dared to burn so bright!
To blaze within, a distant, guiding star,
And show the way to peaks beyond the night.

I want to hold the Earth within my arms,
As no one ever dared to hold its span!
To feel as one with all the world around,
And conquer time’s relentless, fleeting hand.

I want to live as I have never lived!
 Dec 8
Valentin Eni
Happiness always finds its way back
It never leaves for good
It just goes to find someone else
that needs it more than I do
And then to someone else
And then, in the end
It finds its way back to me
 Dec 8
Valentin Eni
Do not trust a man if he has found his path
There is nothing but illusion ahead
So you must wait for him to sigh deeply and yawn
So
Follow him into his failure down

— The End —