Poesie in inglese

Tears of dew
slide
in front of a sad
and pale sun
in icy glass,
on which I write
the word
" L O V E ".

   1 commenti     di: Giovanni Cuppari

We are marching together
slipping on the same path of
unconditional,
unconscious
telling.

You
tall as me,
as the idea
I have of you.

Pollock dripping.
Palahniuk grinning.

And I still get high when
I can grasp Mexican rabbits
out of the Moon
because of you.

   2 commenti     di: Diana Moretti

when i was a child i like the flowers and the sunny days,
the green fields and the sandy beach,
the freedom of the body and the spirits;
but then came the rain and the dream was gone.

Then i was fourteen, the days were no sunny anymore,
the fields turn to deserts and the beach to wasteland,
and my spirit was aching in the prison of the body;
and then came the rain and the hope was gone.

   5 commenti     di: Simone Mascardi

And so the time has come...
The year which ends in these days... A turning point in my tormented existence...
This dreadful moment, in which I will lose every reference point!
Even if I still think I didn't deserve such loyal friends...
Can I accept this peacefully?
Lose my burning spirit?
What's the meaning in fighting for something which I have
already lost?
Now only memory is my salvati

   3 commenti     di: Alessio B.

I had a dream
you were here again
giving me your lovely words
promises of endless love.

It was so real.

It was only a dream,
a beautiful and delightful dream
faded in the silence of night.

I've woken up...

   4 commenti     di: Maria Gioia Benacquista