I’M NOT A POET

No, I'm not a poet. I'm just an interpreter of tales in which tears are drops of longing... Tales, in which I hear through my ears echoes of an invisible and indivisible world... I sometimes like to pour...

BLAME IT ON THE SUN

I'll silence myself while I'll be standing still the world is going crazy, touching the hand of fear. I'll build a mountain of love, kindness and will, so please hold me tighter in the rain, my dear. If...

DON’T FORGET TO REMAIN WHO YOU ARE!

You're leaving... but don't forget to remain who you are, Follow your dreams even if they seem too far, Even if they will give you many bitter tears of pain, Even if from clouds will fall down...

WE ALL ARE THE RAIN

I hate english weather when it's raining all day... I hate the wind, but still, I wish it could stay... I hate it because leaves are drinking all the rain... And they are keeping me in world's...

INK STAINS ON MY SOUL

How pretentious can be the silence in the mornings of the hot summer days! I felt nothing no more, for patience is not limited to formal love and it says: It was just me. The rest of the...

YESTERDAY… TODAY… TOMORROW…

Yesterday... I was going on the edge of life with the nicked soul the disappointment in me was announcing the storm, but the eyes, pointing to the infinite horizon's goal, like two blue pearls, vibrated restlessly and warm. Today... I...

ONE-WAY TICKET

Give me a one-way ticket to Nowhere, to be like a solitary, unique flower, to see thousands of morning stars, to be the longing's sweet desire. Give me a one-way ticket to Anywhere, my wings have forgotten how to...

YOU’LL LOOK FOR ME

You will look for me when the sun will dry your tear and passenger lovers will accuse your pain, when you escape from the world's horror and fear, when the gentle breeze's music will fall down as...

THE ALPHABET OF SILENCE

I write with letters of the silent alphabet the foreword is a short criticized page. With my heart pounding and silence as my bed I notice that my life will step to another stage. I will not be...

I BELIEVE

I believe… that the night hides abyss of silence, fleeting butterflies swirls and bends over my eyelashes, gloomy shadows, shuddering cavalcades of emotions, the seed of light breaks down the tangled paths of life … I believe... that...

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