Thursday, July 31, 2008

Aspettando il viaggio | Waiting for the Trip

Steli d’erba, flessuose figure
Dal movimento fluido dell’onda
Quale s’increspa lieve sul pelo
Dell’acqua dal color terra
Nel rivo del canale adiacente.
E trame sono tessute e disfatte
Da instancabili penelopi alate;
Così come il ramingo, lontano,
Schiude gli occhi al mattino,
Con le spalle volte alla casa
E tenace cambia il cammino,
Sotto un cielo a strati
Tagliato da moti nuvolari.



[The english version will be published in a second moment due to stilistical problem]



Sunday, July 13, 2008

Pleasure

Writing some words,
Loosing the world.
Giving pleasure,
Asking for pleasure.

Time goes by
And I feel the sky.
The windows shows
The face of some one
That should not come.

Writing some thoughts,
Loosing in my world.
Giving pleasure,
Looking for pleasure.

The road spinning wide,
The dust in my mind,
Makes me fall into emptiness.
I'm calling you,
Into the bliss of my senses.

I smiled to the city.
I smiled to the ground.
I smiled to the dark,
As we walked into the night.

I smiled to your face.
I smiled for that glance.
I smiled for your grace,
That moved me into the night.



// New Rearranged Version





Friday, July 11, 2008

Road To Homeless

Same road avery day,
Each time so different.
Colors of grey became
So pink and bright;
When the people took a look,
The sky turned blue.
And the speak of no one
Was the only role.



|| Published With The Photo "Factory Trip" on Flickr

Erased

Looking to the sky,
Lying on the grass,
I find myself.
Nothing in mind,
On the face just a smile.

Under the sun
I'm going to try
What made you cry.
To understand
How you lived.

I didn't know
I could be like this.
Change side,
You still find yourself low.

I'm still crawling for more
But I'm sure you'll fall apart.
I'm giving all I got,
And It's just a matter of time,
Before I'll be erased.

The blank I see.
Is so full.
I find myself laughing
for visions
that I've never seen.

The time passed
Is not been wasted,
Even if I'll be erased

I'll vanish soon.
You will not.
In some way,
In some end,
Something of me will remain

I didn't know
I could be like this.
Change side,
You still find yourself low.

I'm still crawling for more
But I'm sure you'll fall apart.
I'm giving all I got,
And It's just a matter of time,
Before I'll be erased.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Due

Potrei, della luce che ti faceva gioco,
Fare lucenti collane che abbaglino:
Piccole gioie che, anche se per poco,
Al collo d’una bambina giovino.

Ma dell’ombra che l’altra avvolgeva,
Potrei tessere un fular che gli animi inabissi:
Placido vanto che, forte, ogni dubbio leva
All’occhio che, sognante, la fissi.

E voi, assieme, come cielo e mare,
L’una nell’altra vi specchiate,
Ed io stupito rimango a guardare,

Voi, che sulla linea dell’orizzonte,
Confondendovi assieme, vi compenetrate
Divenendo un desiderio dalla natura bifronte.