Edina Barrett Poems

13/08/2025

04/08/2025

🤭Hopeless, but Not Without Hope

Good hope has now abandoned me,
So I’m pulling my small ad, you see.
If the shoe fits, wear it proud—
That’s my motto in the crowd!

I seek a soul, a single one,
Not vain, yet shy? No, neither one.
Not full of tricks, but calm and kind—
A proper man, with decent mind.

As for me, I’ll keep it brief:
At heart, I’m sweet and not a thief.
I chatter little, wander wide,
Through counties far, I like to stride.

Avoid me if you clutch each cent,
Or if your love’s too freely spent.
If faithfulness is not your creed—
Then I am not the one you need!

Reply to: “If Mutual Interest Arises” – via the editorial office.

Agents and adventurers: Do not apply!
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“Old-school dating, new-school charm.
Found this in the classifieds of my heart.”

Photo: Depositphotos

31/07/2025

She Came Like a Storm

One day, a mighty storm rolled in—
A lady cyclone, wild as sin.
She tore across the countryside,
Burst into a house, then slipped inside.

A brave young man stood his ground,
But the storm picked up, began to pound.
It battered walls, it shook the floor,
And ripped right through his heart’s front door.

This pretty whirlwind stole his mind,
With charm that danced and turned on a dime.
She spun him round with reckless glee,
And led him on with gusts carefree.

But storms like her don’t settle down—
They shift, they swirl, they flee the town.
She changed her course with sudden grace,
Howled once—and vanished without a trace.
(by Edina Barrett-Buza)

31/07/2025

Friends Are Like Trees

Friends who are like leaves,
Come for a reason, but leave with the season.
When things go well, they stay around,
But fall with even the gentlest sound.

Friends who are like branches, too,
Seem strong and steady through and through.
But when burdened with too much weight,
They snap in hard times—they can’t bear the strain.

A true friend never boasts or brags,
They’re like the roots that hold through every tide.
They stay firm even in a stormy plight,
They nourish, support—no matter your height.

Not everyone will walk your road,
Like birds from trees, they’ll lighten their load.
Don’t chase the ones who choose to stray—
The wind will sweep their kind away.
-by Edina Barrett-Buza-

31/07/2025

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22/07/2025

Farewell Raindrops

The sky is grey, and the raindrops are knocking on the glass.
It looks sad, but no-they aren’t crying for us.

They wave goodbye; they have completed their tasks,
They cared for us, but it’s time for them to return to the skies.

They turn into clouds, floating high in the sky.
They sail on the breeze, and bask in the sunlight.

From skies above, they fall again.
But no-they aren’t crying for themselves either, they know their path, they're going back to heaven!
(by Edina Barrett-Buza)

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15/01/2025

Confession of one who was unfaithful

Ever since you've gone I've been wandering aimlessly, finding no meaning in spoken words.
The sound of music has faded away, the world is dark - the sunset is colourless and the flowers are faded.

I know I was wrong and I shouldn't have done it, gave in to my weakness.
I paid for it, more than you can imagine.
And you went away - you who loved me, who truly believed in me.

I still dream of you, your happy face appears to me. remember your tears, because of me, for me...
I long for you to come back and forgive me - to the one who was unfaithful and admits: I lost my way!

(by Edina Barrett-Buza)

Translated by Alastair Ashford - Brown

Picture: Pixabay

15/01/2025

The narcissistic lover

They twist you around their finger -
it doesn't matter what you want, you live the life they want.
They hurt you and disappear, then reappear and smile with a doubtful explanation you believe it as you like.

Days of love, then many lonely nights - it's a tortuous roller-coaster and you lose your mind.
They love you again, it seems, then hurt you and you're left to yourself - there are no tender words, only a cruel belittling of you - and saying you didn't see what you clearly saw, you didn't hear what was clear to you.

They manipulate, deceive, put you down
and your reality, shattered, dissolves and fals into the precipice.
You know you should leave and perhaps you would but this addictive, compulsive, love pulls you back a thousand times - the vicious cycle grinds you down whilst life flies above you.

Please go on your way - not only daffodils bloom in the grove.

(Edina Buza)

Translated by Alastair Ashford - Brown

Picture: Pixabay

16/02/2024

Moonlight Whispers

The full moon shines over the invigorating sea,
Her silver-white beams float on the surface of the water.
How wonderful, beautiful and peaceful it is!
Whoever is born on this earth, oh how fortunate you are!

Then the gentle wave that washes on the shore
Whispers something, spurs my curiosity on.
The breeze takes my hand, I fly through the night
And follow the light of the stars over the moon-glade.

On the other side of the water there's no trace of silence -
Tears of sorrow and pain soak the land.
Man is so proud of the power of the mind
That the guidance of the kind heart is lost forever.

The wave that whispered its sorrow has become perturbed
The evening breeze has turned stormy, manifesting its pain.
The stars no longer shine, they glimmer as they watch,
Whilst the moon has been slowly drifting and turns away from the earth -
She doesn't let us see that she's crying.

(by Edina Barrett-Buza)

Translated by Alastair Ashford - Brown

Picture: pixabay