last moon

sabato 28 giugno 2025

Echoes from a sad soul

 

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Sometimes people are strange

 

I don’t know why people are strange

‘cause   never want to make a change

  I might look  same at their own eyes

My  poetry no new ways tries

 

I always search reasons of life

And I dislike all human strife

I‘ve been long time singing of love

Something like more a mourning dove

 

I claim for peace and brotherhood

I fear to be misunderstood

I cry the times have gone away

I should depart but still I stay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Never will change a poet’s heart

Always will live the world apart

That’s our fate I might believe

Can’t never get  what we conceive!

 

giovedì 26 giugno 2025

Memories from the past

 

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The game of loneliness

As a raining March

Run fast

The white sheets of my life

Each chapter a missed opportunity

Always the last

The best

Every beginning, a program never respected,

And every time I find myself

Prisoner among four walls

Sentenced like a Shadow,

to live a life

already lived!

II

But I go ahead

striving to forget my past

my errors,  my mocking ghosts

trying to leave  them behind.

And in my solitude

Their game is easy!

domenica 22 giugno 2025

Sparks of faith

 


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The Poem of Creation

Prologue

I sing the God Almighty’s Creation

Whereof were firstly born Adam and Eve

former seed of any human Nation

at the time they could only conceive

the joyfulness with no desperation

In the Eden still so far to receive

The challenge of that infernal snake

Who wanted to be a godlike fake!

 

I also sing about the brave men strays,

Straight descendents  from that chosen race,

who such in boldly and daring ways

Isr’eli people to holy surface

They led of Palestine. Hates, loves betray’ls

I don't omit, on fortune and disgrace:

those between God and men, tribes and  kingdoms;

and I sing laws, exiles and wars into my songs.

  

Arduous so much however it ‘s my part,

long and full of traps my composition,

That plenty of fear I feel into my heart,

if only I dare to think myself on action,

and tremble with my hand before I start

The Old and   the New Holy Narration!

My Fairy God, You Firmament’s Creator

Allow  me to become a keen narrator!

 

From Genesis’ to Apocalypse’s book

please drive my hand between rhymes and accents

to enable  jointly with my mind, to hook

the most significant, deep, true  sentiments

in order they can take a fairly look

of those seventy three, pious components!

If someone goes to Source for sweeter tasting

 all my efforts for sure I won’t be wasting!

 

 

 

giovedì 12 giugno 2025

Echoes from a sad soul

 


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Please keep on singing

 

Tie me like Ulysses,

I don’t want

 run to death

hearing those songs!

Bind me Lord!

But you keep on singing!

The sins are not yours

for the shores I crave

or the eyes I seek

or the thrills of my restless soul!

I beg you to keep on singing.

giovedì 5 giugno 2025

Echoes from a sad soul




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I wish I could

I wish I could hear

the love songs

closed inside the drawers

of unexpressed,

misunderstood hearts

I would palpitate

for those caresses

never given,

never had

for those sighs

which shake the soul

like waves

of restless sea.

I wish I could cover the earth

with my cloak of love

to protect fearful

and uncertain souls.


domenica 1 giugno 2025

Echoes from a sad soul

 

The Star full of  of love

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I woke up one morning

and there was a star in the sky

I followed that star

all around the world

I was searching for love

and when I found myself

on the starting place,

after twenty five million miles,

I realized that love was inside of me.

That star was a star full of love.

giovedì 29 maggio 2025

Echoes from a sad soul

 

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Nostalgia Time

If we could go back in time

Who wouldn’t tighten to his strong chest

The young mother of good old days?

And who would not follow

the unheard advices

by old good father?

Ah, if we could go back

to those pink lips sighing

Dreams still far from coming!

But while it is true that we are traveling

To the homeland we departed from

that day we were born on earth,

then we better keep on struggling

that road that leads to Superior Mount

 with prayers and courage!