<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=589757" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To my critics [Criticilor mei]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the earth are many flowers,<br>But a few bear fruit and thrive,<br>All of them knock at the life's gate,<br>Many though can't stay alive. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is easy to make poems<br>When you have nothing to say,<br>Writing empty words on paper,<br>Which are nothing but cliche. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the day your heart is flooded<br>By desires and by woe<br>And your mind, hearing them shouting,<br>Is excited by their flow,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When like flowers at the life's gate,<br>All these knock at your mind's door,<br>Asking you to give them freedom,<br>To allow them to speak more,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For your passions and desires <br>And for your entire life,<br>Where will be your severe judges,<br>The eyes watching you with strife?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! You'll feel as if the sky falls<br>On your shoulders in no time,<br>How will you express the truth then,<br>How you'll find the word and rhyme?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You, my critics, useless flowers,<br>Without fruit, prone to decay – <br>It is easy to make poems<br>When you have nothing to say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mihai+Eminescu">Mihai Eminescu</a>, translated by Octavian Cocoş<div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=589757" data-title="To my critics [Criticilor mei] de Mihai Eminescu" data-description="On the earth are many flowers,/But a few bear fruit and thrive,/All of them knock at the life's gate,/Many though can't stay alive. /It is easy to make poems/When you have nothing to say,/Writing empty words on paper,/Which are nothing but cliche...."></div> </div> </div>

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