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EXISTENTIAL QUESTIONS by Anca Mihaela Bruma

For me writing now it is more related with the realization of the greater self, beyond the mundane…

When I write it disregards the well-known laws of the society, as an expression of both the rational and the intuitive. Writing as poetry increases my own self-awareness as well as my awareness of the world around me, giving them both new meanings and expanded views.

My “lyrical writings” now, as I like to call them, are more kind of a spiritual autobiography, depicting the reality behind all forms as I experienced it, with no space and time: I like to  call it a quantum view of existence.

Right now, I see the writing of poetry as a form of being present inside the language, a paradigm of living, which is encoded in the message itself.  To me poetic consciousness includes a spherical view of things, life, and love.
"Composers of the Wind" Painting by Dorina Costras


Existential Questions
by Anca Mihaela Bruma

What is left 
of a soul that slowly
is flickering on the remnants 
of its mind and heart?!? 

How do I restore
my own fire 
when everything is falling...
...yet growing?

How would I change 
the rhythm of my Life 
pressed against my own ear?

How can I be held responsible
for the consequences
when everything
is out of sequence?...

How would I freeze
that moment 
which is irreplaceable
and insatiable?...

How would I remove
the sleepless nights
and unspent memories
from the edges of my Being?

How can I cure someone
who falls under the weight of My Heart
so myself... I will not remain unsung?

How many testaments of regrets
shall I write
to someone who has fallen
from the grace of my eyes?

How would I
not let the cadence of my heart
to be taken for granted?... 

Each bite and sniff of my Life
reminds me of this fragmented World
and its hypnotic deception!...

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Anca Mihaela Bruma: I am Romanian living in Dubai/UAE. My love for poetry started when I was just 9 years old. Since I started writing again in January 2014, it has emerged from me like an “explosion” - it is like the pen “writes” me not the other way around! My “lyrical writings”, as I like to call them, are more of a spiritual autobiography, depicting reality as I perceive it behind all forms: with no space and time, a quantum view of existence. Right now, I see the writing as a form of being present inside the language, a paradigm of living, which is encoded in the message itself, like a poetic consciousness with a spherical view of things, life, and love. For me, writing now is more related to the realization of the greater self, beyond the mundane and well-known laws of society, as an expression of both the rational and the intuitive, via poetry, increasing my awareness with new meanings expanded. Connect with Anca via Facebook, Pintrest, Youtube, or Twitter.    

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