The moon above, full and bright, casts an eerie glow among the mist.
A gentle midnight breeze whistles through the winter trees
Waving ridgedly to the winter rhythm
The ground is hard from the freeze, the dirt cruches under your feet
In the distance a lupo howls, its haunting voice pierces your soul
The ghosts of the forest creep from the trees
Their cold embrace freezes te to your core
Desperate to escape te look into the shadows of the forest
A light in the distance softly shines, beckoning te to unisciti it.
te run, ignoring the distorted screaming faces from the trees, desperate to reach the comforting light.
te finally come to it, the light is bright, warm and welcoming
As te get closer it engulfs you, sucking te into its protective glow
Soon te emerge into a different world but it is the same from where te came
A mirror world...
Darkness to Light...
Once again, another one of my short yet dark poems...
I hope I don't cause any depression to anyone!
*NOTE* I am planning on Scrivere a più spiritual poem
Control
My life is controlled and I'll never know what its like to be free
I will never get out of this hole of sorrow and I will become burdened with a lifeless soul
I dont believe anything will change as I stay captive like an animal in its cage
The rage of my misery will never see the giorno of freedom even though I long to fly above the trees to get away
But how can I if I am a prisoner?
I hope I don't cause any depression to anyone!
*NOTE* I am planning on Scrivere a più spiritual poem
Control
My life is controlled and I'll never know what its like to be free
I will never get out of this hole of sorrow and I will become burdened with a lifeless soul
I dont believe anything will change as I stay captive like an animal in its cage
The rage of my misery will never see the giorno of freedom even though I long to fly above the trees to get away
But how can I if I am a prisoner?
I wasn't sure if I wanted to post this poem because it is quite personal but I figured why not...
Brother
Are te my brother o are te a vicious stranger?
How could te stand there and look at my innocent young face with such disgrace and treat me as if I was just trash to be thrown away?
te wear a mask of sweetness but I know what lies behind that fake gentle face te portray nothing but lies and hate...
giorno after giorno te throw your hand at me and then return for my forgiveness but now I am through with you...
No longer will I take your wrath of cruelty and te will see what a better person I have become after living in your world of misery
While te will sink further into your wretched world I will rise higher...away from you
Brother
Are te my brother o are te a vicious stranger?
How could te stand there and look at my innocent young face with such disgrace and treat me as if I was just trash to be thrown away?
te wear a mask of sweetness but I know what lies behind that fake gentle face te portray nothing but lies and hate...
giorno after giorno te throw your hand at me and then return for my forgiveness but now I am through with you...
No longer will I take your wrath of cruelty and te will see what a better person I have become after living in your world of misery
While te will sink further into your wretched world I will rise higher...away from you
(I'm just gonna put this here...)
The farfalla on my wrist
Gave me a goodbye kiss.
I broke my promises
And now look at this.
Tonight I'll stay up late.
Four AM, still awake.
With my smiles so fake,
This will make her cuore break.
I know that I'm loved.
I always return your hugs,
But my thoughts are like thugs,
And the razor my drug.
This isn't the last time,
And I will pay for my crimes,
I'll pay for each self-made line,
But keep saying that I'm fine.
So tonight I'll sit and think.
From bitterness I will drink.
With the fading wounds pink,
And stains filling the sink.
If te promise to stay,
Don't leave me o push me away,
Then I promise to try.
I promise to not die.
I'll slow down just for you.
Because of all the things that te do.
I will try to stop bleeding
If te say "I Amore you" like te mean it.
The farfalla on my wrist
Gave me a goodbye kiss.
I broke my promises
And now look at this.
Tonight I'll stay up late.
Four AM, still awake.
With my smiles so fake,
This will make her cuore break.
I know that I'm loved.
I always return your hugs,
But my thoughts are like thugs,
And the razor my drug.
This isn't the last time,
And I will pay for my crimes,
I'll pay for each self-made line,
But keep saying that I'm fine.
So tonight I'll sit and think.
From bitterness I will drink.
With the fading wounds pink,
And stains filling the sink.
If te promise to stay,
Don't leave me o push me away,
Then I promise to try.
I promise to not die.
I'll slow down just for you.
Because of all the things that te do.
I will try to stop bleeding
If te say "I Amore you" like te mean it.
Once upon a time,
The beginning of all stories,
But this is not a story,
So once upon a life,
I saw a young and beautiful woman
Who wears a golden face,
And she has a shining smile
One stair at her & my cuore gets stolen,
I tried to stay away but I was blinded with only her image.
The image has your reflections, which makes me feel so free.
Pretending to know the future but yet the faith is endless.
As she turned n looked at me she became the deepest feeling.
I went to ask her name, and then I found it was you.
The beginning of all stories,
But this is not a story,
So once upon a life,
I saw a young and beautiful woman
Who wears a golden face,
And she has a shining smile
One stair at her & my cuore gets stolen,
I tried to stay away but I was blinded with only her image.
The image has your reflections, which makes me feel so free.
Pretending to know the future but yet the faith is endless.
As she turned n looked at me she became the deepest feeling.
I went to ask her name, and then I found it was you.
Airs Above The Ground
Where broad-winged eagles fly.
The fences that encircle him
Are Mountains, stream and sky.
There's beauty in his regal heart
And in his gentle face,
And in the swiftness that combines
Such power, poise, and grace.
There's beauty in his noble stance
For it will always be
A part of all that untamed land
SO OPEN, WILD AND FREE
Credit to Herrmans Royal Lippizans Mayaka City,Florida
This was painted on the bacheca of their fienile, granaio
i really applied to the Lippizans they had there
What do te do
when your strings are snapped
your roots detatched
your vesel cracked?
When you're filled with anger
Fear and hate?
And there's so much water
that te sink?
o when the metaphors
te thought applied is bent
o worse, snapped
The word jumbles
The thoughts collide
Until te just cry
What do te do then?
When your life is in pieces?
And people can see the real you
Will it kill you?
Knowing your carefully crafted wall
has tumbled
chunks of ruble flying everywhere
That ruble kills, so te stay away
killing yourself
All you've known
Hate
Pain
Death
when your strings are snapped
your roots detatched
your vesel cracked?
When you're filled with anger
Fear and hate?
And there's so much water
that te sink?
o when the metaphors
te thought applied is bent
o worse, snapped
The word jumbles
The thoughts collide
Until te just cry
What do te do then?
When your life is in pieces?
And people can see the real you
Will it kill you?
Knowing your carefully crafted wall
has tumbled
chunks of ruble flying everywhere
That ruble kills, so te stay away
killing yourself
All you've known
Hate
Pain
Death
While my Friends are out on the town
I stay home alone
All da myself
And no one calls the phone
Silence except the t.v on
Keeping me company
People think I'm lonely.
Yet, they don't understand
That I feel no void being alone
I enjoy it, so much
That it's become my crutch
I write
I draw
I use my mind for it all
Yet again
I wouldn't mind
To be invited somewhere.
Is it a problem that I like to be alone?
I don't think so
Yet others do
But once they're alone
They'll know not what to do
As for me,
I'll know what to do
I'll sleep, write, draw, o watch movies
Because even though no one's there
I do not have a problem being alone.
I stay home alone
All da myself
And no one calls the phone
Silence except the t.v on
Keeping me company
People think I'm lonely.
Yet, they don't understand
That I feel no void being alone
I enjoy it, so much
That it's become my crutch
I write
I draw
I use my mind for it all
Yet again
I wouldn't mind
To be invited somewhere.
Is it a problem that I like to be alone?
I don't think so
Yet others do
But once they're alone
They'll know not what to do
As for me,
I'll know what to do
I'll sleep, write, draw, o watch movies
Because even though no one's there
I do not have a problem being alone.
ciao there!
How are you?
How have te been?
Life's been hard
Yet, I'm making it through.
I wish te were here
To live with me
Like the good ole days
Like back when we were kids
And a little bit older
I miss you.
ciao there!
It seems like it's been forever
How's life treating you?
How's the kids?
I would Amore to spend time
With te again
Yet, time goes by
It seems so quick
It can steal your youth
o your energy
I've been so busy
With work and what not
So please forgive me
For not calling o emailing.
I missed you
Still miss you
I wrote to te four years back
But te never replied
So I was scared
That our friendship died.
Now I know
That it's not us
But it's just time
It won't slow down
It just keeps on.
So I'll conclude this conversation
da saying a goodbye
I know it can be painful
But I will see te again
Someday.
How are you?
How have te been?
Life's been hard
Yet, I'm making it through.
I wish te were here
To live with me
Like the good ole days
Like back when we were kids
And a little bit older
I miss you.
ciao there!
It seems like it's been forever
How's life treating you?
How's the kids?
I would Amore to spend time
With te again
Yet, time goes by
It seems so quick
It can steal your youth
o your energy
I've been so busy
With work and what not
So please forgive me
For not calling o emailing.
I missed you
Still miss you
I wrote to te four years back
But te never replied
So I was scared
That our friendship died.
Now I know
That it's not us
But it's just time
It won't slow down
It just keeps on.
So I'll conclude this conversation
da saying a goodbye
I know it can be painful
But I will see te again
Someday.
My tears freely flow
Attempting to wash away the pain, the sorrow, the hate
The chrimson blood that flows hrough my vains boils causing an explosion
They say to trust, to just BeLIEve
But then they lie and double cross, shattering my heart
When all the tears have been cried,
and all the hate released
Then I'll be ok
Not todayNot tomorrow
You'll know when I'm ok
Any substancial Amore is gone
Set aflame da hate and lies
Love, gone, Lost forever
Hate growing, remembered forever
Crying untill my eyes hurt
wishing te were here
Wishing I was ok
Wishing te were ok
Wishing WE were ok
Feeling your touch
Needing your touch
Regretting everything
Slowly dying
I'll never be ok
Attempting to wash away the pain, the sorrow, the hate
The chrimson blood that flows hrough my vains boils causing an explosion
They say to trust, to just BeLIEve
But then they lie and double cross, shattering my heart
When all the tears have been cried,
and all the hate released
Then I'll be ok
Not todayNot tomorrow
You'll know when I'm ok
Any substancial Amore is gone
Set aflame da hate and lies
Love, gone, Lost forever
Hate growing, remembered forever
Crying untill my eyes hurt
wishing te were here
Wishing I was ok
Wishing te were ok
Wishing WE were ok
Feeling your touch
Needing your touch
Regretting everything
Slowly dying
I'll never be ok
My dearly love
I have awakened
In the morning light
The aftermath from last night
I feel so alive again
No più madness in my life now
I feel complete
The beautiful sunlight
Amazes such nocturnal souls such as us
Yet the morning is still so beautiful
I feel new and alive
Like a farfalla emerging from the cocoon
The birds in summer's morning air
They sing and welcome the new day
fiori opening up to the morning glow
Oh my dearly beloved
How morning is so beautiful and young
This giorno shall be beautiful
As I feel alive again
The night's sleep was so relaxing
The morning makes me feel so much better
Oh how beautiful my giorno is
As we lay down to rest
This giorno is like artwork
It will always be in my memories
Of te and me in the morning.
I have awakened
In the morning light
The aftermath from last night
I feel so alive again
No più madness in my life now
I feel complete
The beautiful sunlight
Amazes such nocturnal souls such as us
Yet the morning is still so beautiful
I feel new and alive
Like a farfalla emerging from the cocoon
The birds in summer's morning air
They sing and welcome the new day
fiori opening up to the morning glow
Oh my dearly beloved
How morning is so beautiful and young
This giorno shall be beautiful
As I feel alive again
The night's sleep was so relaxing
The morning makes me feel so much better
Oh how beautiful my giorno is
As we lay down to rest
This giorno is like artwork
It will always be in my memories
Of te and me in the morning.
Of my hope , as the dark nube, nuvola rain
It was a forbidden dream that ignite
my fears and all of my salty tears
I never thought that handling the glory
could end up my misty story
as it all starts with a forbidden dream
and ends up with a hope and a mean
reality that refuses the fate`s humility
it’s a fraction of the human begin poverty
of hate and pain
as the cloudy sky rains again
my genuine faith will always appeared to deny
all of your forbidden dreams lies
Black widowed tarantola sized evil
Nurtures her children well
As they all take a bite out of human flesh
Watching them choke on their own blood
All little teeny tiny beady black eyes stare
At the Cibo they see
They smell a human female
They'll have to take their bite
Poison scares the snakes that try to devour their mother's eggs
The snake drops dead after seeing the mother
Realizing that they're not bird's eggs
The children see their awful mother
Mean and cruel
Evil and heartless
At least cold and black hearted people have hearts
The children get sick of their mother's evil
So soon they prepare to defeat
The evil that lies beneath a thorax and eight legs
To them this is a Victorious fight
They look at their evil mother
They see what evil holds
They look at her and then they devour her
After Leggere about this
Little Carrie White looked at her own evil mother
Realizing with her abilities, she can do the same thing.
Nurtures her children well
As they all take a bite out of human flesh
Watching them choke on their own blood
All little teeny tiny beady black eyes stare
At the Cibo they see
They smell a human female
They'll have to take their bite
Poison scares the snakes that try to devour their mother's eggs
The snake drops dead after seeing the mother
Realizing that they're not bird's eggs
The children see their awful mother
Mean and cruel
Evil and heartless
At least cold and black hearted people have hearts
The children get sick of their mother's evil
So soon they prepare to defeat
The evil that lies beneath a thorax and eight legs
To them this is a Victorious fight
They look at their evil mother
They see what evil holds
They look at her and then they devour her
After Leggere about this
Little Carrie White looked at her own evil mother
Realizing with her abilities, she can do the same thing.
so that te can be light
I am dull
so that u can be bright
I am evil
so that te can be good
I was bad
Coz i thought the world would.....
world would praise me
Who helped te to climb upto there
but I never thought
the fame te got te don't want to share
My eyes looked at te last time
And as i turned back, a tear fell apart my eyes
On the way i thought
For te I spoke so many lies now its my time to rise
I know i was evil servant of heaven
Late in night I heard some stupid bell
I saw people of hell were fighting to be king, i too jumped in that
and successivo day..... successivo giorno I woke up as the King of Hell..
Flying softly on beams of moonlight
Floating softly on beams of light, tonight
Hearing fragments of distant conversations
Swiftly drifting over nations
Moonlight reflecting on his wings
The campana, bell of a distant chapel rings
Then he descends to the earth
What, to him, is life worth?
Through an open window he flies
Waiting for the surprise
In he flies on moonlight wings
His bow of death, he strings
He aims, he shoots
This he does with all his recruits
The Arrow hits its spot
The horse of death is in its trot
His new recruit slowly wakes
This man's new eyes staring like snakes
The angle jumps through the window which he came
Perfectly leaps, doesn't touch the frame
He flies away on moonlit wings
He flies away on moonlit wings
Floating softly on beams of light, tonight
Hearing fragments of distant conversations
Swiftly drifting over nations
Moonlight reflecting on his wings
The campana, bell of a distant chapel rings
Then he descends to the earth
What, to him, is life worth?
Through an open window he flies
Waiting for the surprise
In he flies on moonlight wings
His bow of death, he strings
He aims, he shoots
This he does with all his recruits
The Arrow hits its spot
The horse of death is in its trot
His new recruit slowly wakes
This man's new eyes staring like snakes
The angle jumps through the window which he came
Perfectly leaps, doesn't touch the frame
He flies away on moonlit wings
He flies away on moonlit wings
