Poesie in inglese

Cold was my trouble and desolated was my mind
i rest
like a mistress
and drop a rose in the rain
so i fade
in the darkness
and you cant'hope my reapparence
but your green bleeding eyes
observe me and dicsclose my lies

and my soul put me down into the whirl of pleasure
and your soul follow me down into this whirl
that way out don't have

dealty pale was my face
when you asked me

   6 commenti     di: alessandro cittadino

questions
what is hale madness
...
maybe it’s
the exhibited lucidity

maybe it’s
understanding
reasons and games
in each mute notice
coming from unknown

maybe it’s to constrain someone
whenever it talks about fire
consecrating phallus

maybe it’s to talk from a tor

   1 commenti     di: raysilveira Ray Silveira

Inutili sacrifici.
Colano rappresi in rivoli aspri
-come spine dall'umida fronte-

Sulle labbra sapore di aceto
dissetante per amare parole,
per fonema imbrigliato tra i denti.

Di passione i viali in penombra
con impronte che non lasciano segni
ma solitari viaggi perdenti.

Una croce scrostata dal tempo
svetta in cima ad un Golgota muto
mentre trema la terra del mondo.

Alla gog

   4 commenti     di: Manuela Magi

So what? I'm gonna go to Mexico forever;
So what? I'm gonna live there; I don't care;
So what? We're not on Facebook, please don't share;
So what? It's not right now, and.. never never.

And, never never, I am forced to be severe;
And, never never, I am forced to be injucted
By those, who never never were inducted
Into inducting The One Person who was near;

The nearer, the harder is the

   0 commenti     di: Aliena

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.