Evening
June 23, 2008
S'allungano shadows evening
between sterpi and a thin
sussurrio wind
brings with it the night.
It is red the sky
followed by vivid stars.
Sometimes only black clouds
gather
and everything became dark.
In the evening dreams abbarbicati
the fan is nothing more alive,
silence speaks
of distant lived.
Some lacerano the chest,
dilaniano the soul.
Yet the sun calar
All par more quiet,
although both imbrunire
shady and taciturn.
Giovanna Nigris
October 2007
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Reflections of Nature scompars
June 21, 2008
Tacite remains
Nature of delicious,
In the past burning
artiste joy,
Foste Masterpieces
for lights
of history.
Not out
the frames
victorious of triumphs
vital!
Be builders
of wonderful
sentimental paintings eternal!
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Schium
June 21, 2008
I have seen
in front
your mouth widow.
Pleasure naked
target
my weakness.
I want to dress
hands
and reach
all winds
that change on the roofs.
Want to
for murder
a rhyme of affection…
Want to
a slight music
for a death
s suggests that bitter.
Tremo yet
to respirarla.
On Lama
AA sharp words
I propose
with the worst intentions
and defend with mastery
my scaltra dexterity.
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Letter
June 21, 2008
You know my friend,
I tell you many things,
many beautiful things,
many who do not know where to start.
But they are not capable of lying to you.
To you who know me well
and you know what my anger and my path.
You know what I love life the real one
full of sincere smiles of freedom,
and tears also felicià.
You know what hate ignorance and hypocrisy
incapable of certain beings and idiots,
who claim to decide for us,
and finally becomes only the cocks yours.
No, I know that I do not know mentirti,
I know, capiresti immediately,
my words scioglierebbero like snow in the sun,
transpire leaving the truth.
And now I am here,
distant and desperate with the thought,
to have abandoned my people,
what avevoe people that I loved
and also you.
For a useless war and hypocritical,
willed by 'idiocy of those who commanded.
A war ever desired by the people like me,
Yet fought,
and I do not know yet explain why.
I wish our politicians stupid and petty
were here in my place,
thinks that bell army of jerks
with a rifle in his arms
and in mind only thought to survive.
And understand alloa
that are worth less than zero.
What what really counts,
is freedom and not money.
Now you leave,
for tonight I sfogato enough.
I want to riabbracciarti.
See you soon.
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Esserc
June 21, 2008
I do not want to be
a leaf ingiallita
that the time of winter takes away
by luxuriant plant that m'ignora…
Since a wind
spirit to me contrary
sailing with all the winds
and mistaken, trying in vain
the singing of another Sirena!
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A unamica
June 21, 2008
Leaving I saw a soul in tears,
his star was shutting down
devoured by un'amaro destiny.
Leaving I saw a soul in tears
his love dying
un'amare victim of reality.
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Separazion
June 21, 2008
Everything between them
nerve was discovered,
spasm sore,
breath tight in the cage.
Standby.
The hour ran merciless
towards sharp scissors,
clean cut of their time
love
and desperate to duplicate it,
fiotti to the words as tears
sgorgavano and rotolavano,
broke the wire dela necklace of pearls.
Every moment then dilated
dilatava the heart
already boundless of languor and tenderness.
But nothing was worth the serrarsi of hands,
the supplication of eyes,
incresparsi of the voice.
Already down, pitiful
the last grain, glow life,
in cruel, unaware hourglass.
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Unforgettable Moments to cry giubilante Force Azzurr
June 21, 2008
Who can forget the 4 to 3 by Gianni Rivera
Who can forget the eyes of stralunati Toto Schillaci
Who can forget the howl strepitante Marco Tardelli
We are World Champions!
Who can forget la mano de Dios de un Maradona de Lux
About Rua to Ladrones
1000 years worth of Paradise
Only 1000 years… not Eternity…
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Ten Commandments one for each finger to Give me a Ten Sophi
June 21, 2008
When I do a Five
Me do it on the forehead
From despair
When we are in two
Anima friend
Our hands
They give a Ten
Muori love Loud love
The one loves the Other
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Eancora primaver
June 21, 2008
This morning I saw not you
or my heart, not peace
gentle melody, qualor still silent
your voice verse, gattina
as in calm, never wind not find
that I bring to you, lesinando rovo
with thorns of passion, me sore
blood spatters and spirit falls
dissetando not the nectar, and its flower.
Dole and perennial ports in you the desìo
of a sudden meeting of intricate sails
and that blows the sun, already written com'avea
nell'incomprese spheres, as in us, already routes…
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Ess
June 21, 2008
You are left without voltarti,
presumptuous, believing that he
knowledge, the future,
a suitcase with all your world
curarti without us,
seguivamo tears in your figure,
until the disappearance along the boulevard.
The memory of your words
Spaziavano in mind
intasata only say,
"We are too different us,
to be able to live together,
you strive
to be, resemble
to me,
hours are great, I have eighteen years,
I want to be free,
I know that you two
were free to my age
do not ask for voltarmi,
Hello hours I go. "
Silent
then a smile.
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Sete infinite the Fountain of Caldera
June 21, 2008
Golden Fish
I drank all the tin red
Now now among water lilies flower lotus
Saltello
happily
Agonizzante
Soon you can put
In decorative emblem
The statue of Neptune
In Rome Fotana Piazza Navona
Je suis Navré Gallico Amor!
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What I Casino escapes the pipi and Margherite to Gira only 10
June 21, 2008
Women undamaged
Husbands smidollati
Who (!) (C) that frequent
Nda and vice versa
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Atticus lunar 555 to Cleopatra VII
June 21, 2008
A wonderful moon
Tick by an attic Milan
It grows rapidly into Venus
In her I see your face Sister of the Sun
Bagliori tremuli green in the sky
It will be the color of your eyes
Or some lights City
Om
A tear of joy-checked hope
Nell'Alba of my playful eyes
For a moment a bat
With the wings of the night
In the lukewarm hot
Sfiora my long hair
It is certainly Love!
Nda Saturday 21-6-2008 hours 0.26 .. Sitting in the balcony .. I…
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Living under the moon to Clare Songs dellAmore infinit
June 21, 2008
Tonight I look at the moon
Probably the're watching you
It is the same moon
Tomorrow we will see New
In its pale light open at random
page in a book of poetry
kept closed almost religiously on my knees
I have always loved to read in your light rays
I remember reading in front of cathedrals
Where not arrive eyes perceives the heart
Sorrido reading
The fate sometimes seems to take around
"Who taught to Love to find his joy
in the renunciation "
Oh my God Kabir
Tomorrow I will make a small cuttings of my friend Hibiscus
It is growing too frtta too high
With its fiammeggianti erected red flowers
He or she will give a little 'cheeks with a redness
This pale friend
White siren
Timida Luna
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Amando genetic mind set buds to the Holy Graa
June 21, 2008
Drops of Blood
Anime intreccianti
Bodies in Cup
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Divorato by hatred
June 21, 2008
My soul is now prey more blind hatred,
tormented by a thousand scourges, in search of peace
believing that unnecessary tears wash the cowardly remorse,
scendo increasingly in my inner hell
smelling the stench of darkness
pending the Great Consoler.
As the golden snake dance
trasudado ardent and poisons,
so I put vicious,
locked up in my prison carnal
I have my soul
with the nectar of his hatred.
Leaving in this arid desert,
at the mercy of sciacalli
ripping and straziano my limbs fatal;
as a mirror tired of living,
reflect distorted images
fatua a reality.
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ssshhh
June 21, 2008
of Marilena --
snervante
silly
feeling
Serena
squandering
dreams
sinuous
soft
Sanctuary
you sgretola
sighing
wearily
amazed
strident
solitudune
without sun
hopeless
meaningless
ssshhhh!
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My thought
June 21, 2008
My thoughts are only
drops of smoke plumbeo
produced by the mind, transported,
shaped, created, destroyed
by the wind.
fairies dancing nell'oscura
night of the soul.
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Fragments of Materi
June 21, 2008
Maybe born more like that song as poetry……
If in the end everything
… If in the end everything is here
how is dreams…
What madness?
I have no more strength
to change this reality
I did not want more
to seek another truth
and what you want now miimporti
love or sunset
now that all that I chased
as dew slips away
left me unprotected
with my fragility….
If any offer is a proposal
that does not leave another chance
I do not understand the concept more
the concept of freedom…
and then what…
What the irrationality
then what
… What America….….
TUMI SPEAK OF A FELICITA '
MADE FOR AMORI AND STABLE EQULIBRI
TU MI STORIES OF GRAVITY '
SPINGE THAT THE CENTER OF ANY LOGIC
BUT AMONG THE DIMMI WHAT STRINGI HANDS!
DIMMI AS 'YOUR FELICITA'!!!!!
BETWEEN THE HANDS DIMMI WHAT STRINGI!
…. FRAMMENTI IF NOT MATTER OF !!!!!!
If at the end illusions
are smoking and no more…
if in the end leave
… Always brings us back here
What a preghera
what is fantasy?
I have no more strength
to change this reality
I did not more anger
to make revolutions
and now that suffer
is almost like breathing
What I want amounts
if not feel the sea
now that I have more smiles
for anyone asks me if son happy….
If you go forward is to accept
conditions that rape my will
I do not understand the most cncetto
the concept of freedom…
and then what…
What the irrationality
then what
… What America….….
TU MI SPEAK OF A FELICITA '
MADE FOR AMORI AND STABLE EQULIBRI
TU MI STORIES OF GRAVITY '
SPINGE THAT THE CENTER OF ANY LOGIC
BUT AMONG THE DIMMI WHAT STRINGI HANDS!
DIMMI AS 'YOUR FELICITA'!!!!!
BETWEEN THE HANDS DIMMI WHAT STRINGI!
…. FRAMMENTI S NOT MATTER OF !!!!!!
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Of Night
June 21, 2008
We counted the stars
that night,
we inzuppati eyes
at night and comets:
stridevano in the sky
as gessetti on blackboards
to you
like me
you've plugged the ears
for fear of dimenticarne
sound sidereal
And we counted our steps
lungoil slight profile of the hill
that kissed the strip of blue
and the mud of our tears
scivolavamo even more down
on the ridge, flickering
of a dream
Finiremo once again
accovacciati in silence
of dawn sfacciata
that forgets too soon
the sacrifice of the stars and planets
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Psychologist cosmonaut
June 21, 2008
Once I met a psychologist.
It was a cosmonaut psychologist.
He lived on the moon in the stars, with his head.
Prendeva people
and placed in the clouds
hoping to see them cry.
What was not, his travel
pindarici flights
between one neuron to another.
Arguments,
the stars and comets, shooting stars,
exhausted, catharsis, awareness supreme.
Incognito trip cosmonaut,
incauto, in the shade,
of my mind.
Loud more
razzola and better.
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A man and a Donn
June 21, 2008
The woman may be
the ruin of a man:
serve a lot of money
to bring it closer,
little money
to away
forever.
A man may be
the ruin of a woman:
too much beauty serves
to bring it closer,
the decay of the same
to move it away
forever.
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Orma
June 21, 2008
of Raju Kp
Giornataccia
I do not have a Ca. to do
In bonsai head of thoughts
No Books.
Writing no desire.
Some time ago disgusting
Sudo also in the pants
disordered
the mirror
I wonder
Who 'that?
I am against all
So I have to do
I want to live
Noia dying
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I take the bike
I go to sea
I see no horizon
Silence and wind
What 'this.
The sea
Empty or full?
Then you call
Hello six love here
infondo feel the waves
The taste your close
silt my soul.
Giornataccia
What matter,
Now I live in you.
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Goodbye love me
June 21, 2008
Conficca your ossuta hand on my chest
It 'time to party
Strength go where the sun does not pass away
Leave that I am there next to you
We will head, even if you will be my ruin
He too hot
Give me a hand
I'm falling
Make it painless
I look around
Where are you?
Strngi my heart with your cold fingers
Risucchia
Strappa off the meat
Leave my bones to rot in the sun
I have more eyes to see
They have satisfied your appetite
Barcollo
And 'This is my ordeal
I have to accept.
I see bleed
Versa salt on my wounds
Let me scream because I still have breath to donate
Give me one last kiss
Strappa away my last breath
Rantolo
Ricoperto of sangu
My wake follow me
Take one last remembrance
Only then you know that I gave everything
Excavation my tomb
Leaving nails as flowers that adornino my tomb
Avvolgi my body
In a black drappo
Done words and promises
Intonando your last song
Give me your farewell
What is as painful as possible
Why it's time to sleep
Do not wake up
Into your prayers forget my name
Why was one among many.
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There if
June 21, 2008
Here are the… ke trying…
eccoti… what I wanted to ke
eccoti and again,
you always, in my day,
in my thoughts .. played the corner, just them
in my mind, we will watch six .. ..
eccoti them .. with your smile, your words, your perfume,
sweet as never before ..
eccoti on tiptoe into my soni, not me awake,
eccoti and still, in my book on page 58,
and again at 59.60,
six songs in that audience, in films that look,
in the shower flowing…
eccoti and in the days to come, you still see them next to me ..
or maybe eccoti next to another in another life .. ..
away from me but still happy ..
but always with me ..
eccoti loved six in my heart and from there we can not cancel anything,
tuto is written as the fate .. ..
eccoti and we eccoti six .. and I love you
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Agoni
June 21, 2008
I do not have the strength to react, I just want to die…
I do not know the strength of rialzarmi, I just want to coricarmi ..
Negl 'Your eyes can I no longer watch, for fear of seeing your love go away…
a promise I had torn a disappointment I have given you…
My soul is sgretolando, my heart atrofizzando, my pensiro has become corrupt, my spirit is now dead.
I am suffering as to hell, you only help what I'm asking you, I will not leave, I will not give up, without you there is never could do.
My words are lost in the wind, are sincere, all I repent. Once again we ask forgiveness, please… not leave me alone…
Saperti nearby could help, now saperti far nothing more I could do.
Far from you, away from your heart, lontao from all that is called love.
I'm increasingly sinking down, look up and you do not see most now is over, now I have more life, I have only my body, which serves nothing… because already dead.
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Celebration divine
June 21, 2008
… Arborea tacque life,
I saw no other
that ephemeral illusion
Your… giocavi
notes on melancholic
my thoughts.
Eri gently beautiful,
in memories, dreams,
in the words.
But you were illusion
unless I saw more…
Do not think that osai
otessero celestial worlds you generate.
I touched the illusion
human of your meat,
The white velvet that solcava
the sides celebrated.
But on the human fattezza
was the face.
Which house
the accepted?
What mother raised
the Treasury infinity of the universe?
There was never your mortal life…
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The cult dellinfinit
June 21, 2008
Rosea life
you were devoted to cults
prosaic,
in ancient times
being elevated
a divine exaltation.
Eri echo of
melodies ocean,
desperate scream
twenty ancestral,
As sparkling
Celi of ecstatic.
Ah! As I seemed limited
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Not veneration
but thrones of Olympus
t'esaltavano!
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CANTO 1
June 21, 2008
"Closing Time" - L. Cohen
Ruins of the city…… blokiana
A backward fluctuating blood
the fingers of remembrance
immemore to the heart.
Serena Alba
flat time
the train continues
Fruscia empty head against the wind
… Inside-outside the window ..
Ciuf ciuf ciuf
Fetore
coffee
newspaper
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Currency stanz
June 21, 2008
of Raju Kp
In my dream in your room,
Your skin is calling me by name.
The bed prisoner lover,
increasing pace of ours,
deceives the time to lengthen.
In my dream,
The desire has no name.
Faces of love.
Your hands and my legs,
Without body.
Pretending to exist in a dream.
Now you hotoccato and now no.
Bodies united you pay the price,
Look for the moment, always firm.
Infinity until explodes,
time, body,
desires.
in your red lips.
and I wake up from my dream.
with your perfume
in my room.
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Ideal tumultuose compressed between the folds of time danzant
June 21, 2008
Dizziness…
scaraventati outside the cathedrals of silence
play hide and seek with the sun
prayers misunderstood
rimbombano in puddles of a Sunday afternoon
which airs
when the absence has rags gold
Today
Exit without muscles
Run without clothes
Today
which airs
quand gold has rags of loneliness
(Which days of life has taught the silence? Which shadow has taken away from the truth? Which voice was there despite the rags of your soul? Which want to run out there…. Think of all this while you read these words-nei )
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XI times amor
June 21, 2008
Three pomi d'oro you I stole
your pure heart
your soul candid
your eyes to the sky
but not dormirai
shade of a poplar black
of a willow
of an elm
and hope to
sgravarmi by the weight of the world
only to embrace you.
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SO IO TI AMO ANN
June 21, 2008
Did amerò as a field of wheat loves spring
I will be for you the casket of your soul
and my heart safe for your beauty
Did amerò as the bee on a flower
like the sun on the sea on the horizon
Mine is a love that does not ask it leaves traces
thirsting only by the look of your eyes glass
From my chest born phrases of love
My hands seek the sweet your angelic face
accarezzarti for the moon when we embraced surprise
Why we are one thing
and not exist one without the other
We will walk together on the heavens and the earth
Voleremo between clouds and angels
so that the evidence of our love will
the example for millions of lost hopes
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Mes
June 21, 2008
Oh Moon!
Become white
when everything imbruna,
the sky is starry
that seems enchanted
so soavemente
confondi the mind,
enlighten you in the face
give us your smile
that splendid in the sky
is hidden by a veil:
that veil is the night
that opens the doors.
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LIMIT
June 21, 2008
by Laura C.
Over the years when the summer
Elargì for us,
For broad strokes generous
The unexpected affection
Of cyclamens and sand colored,
The soul learned to trasmigrare,
A scivolare sull’acqua di cascate imprevedibili,
A perdersi nella cattura seducente
Proiettata su bianchi muri assolati..
Stelle cadenti rondarono aprendosi,
Come orchidee,
L’una nell’altra…
Lo spazio divenne poco,
Troppa l’ energia espansa…
La soluzione fu
Magnete,
Grigia e misteriosa piovra
D’acciaio e
Pane quotidiano,
Di ore
Per ospiti di paglia…
Ricevo un limite
Al mio non esser fine
E sento dentro incombere i suoi passi,
Con la combinazione in tasca
E il buon senso in braccio…
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Ne vuo
Giugno 21, 2008
di Elena C.
L’attenzione: leggera brezza, la rifuggi ma l’assenza ti getta tra le fauci roventi dell’afosa indifferenza.
Tu, giovane illusionista, giocoliere letterario…
dimmi…
soffri l’afa?
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possibilit
Giugno 21, 2008
di Raju Kp
Buio in stanza
Bolletta non pagata
semplicemente
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Sol
Giugno 21, 2008
di Luca Moneti
Rintocca gelido quel sogno
Che non riesco a scacciarmi dalla mente,
E come un novello Atlante
Sorreggo il peso di questa notte sulle mie spalle.
Mille passi racchiudono un cammino incerto
Che porta il mio spirito lontano,
Da quel dove nel quale
Tutto era luce e adesso è oblio.
Ti detti il mio Cuore
\Racchiuso in una Scatola come un dono prezioso.
Straziasti il mio spirito,
Violentasti il mio animo.
Cieco mi aggiro
Come una falena contro una luce
In attesa del Sole che mi sciolga come cera.
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Se
Giugno 21, 2008
Se…
se tu fossi qui ti fuggirei.
Se tu fossi in me ti schiaccerei.
Se tu fossi con me ti odierei.
Se tu fossi oltre ed altro ti amerei.
Se…
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