Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Thermagasket Vs Steel Seal Reviews

Curriculum Literature Poems

Since 2009, I received the following awards in chronological order :


3rd Place, sec. haiku, the National Prize of Philosophy "Figures of Thought" third edition (2009), organized by the National Association for Philosophical Practice under the auspices of the town of Certaldo

honorable mention, sect. poetry, the Literary Prize "City of San Gillio" fourth edition (2009), organized by the Municipality of San Gillio in collaboration with the Department of Cultural Affairs and the Association Paper and Pen;

FINALIST DIPLOMA, sec. anthology of poetry, the Literary Prize "San Teodoro Martire Amasea of \u200b\u200b"X edition (2009), organized by the publishing house Editions Tindari;

Mention of Merit, sec. poetry, "Poetry and National Image Competition 2009" organized by the publishing house Editions Farnedi;

1st place in competition of unpublished poems, "Verses for the soul" the first edition (2009), organized by the Dawn on the occasion of National Day of mental health;

INDICATED AND DIPLOMA OF FINALIST, sec. collection of poetry, the literary prize "Ibiskos 2009", promoted by Ibiskos Publishing resolved to Empoli in collaboration with the Cultural Center Empoli;

INDICATED National Competition Poetry "Monet" The edition (2009), organized by the Minerva Center for the Arts;

1st PRIZE, sec. poetry, the literary competition "Bards and Minstrels" eighth edition (2009), organized by the Municipality of Casorate Sempione;

DIPLOMA FINALIST in the International Competition of Poetry "Arthur Shnitzler" fourth edition (2010), organized by the Cultural Santa Maria Cave (RM);

2 ° Classified, sec. adult poetry, Call "Laghese of Fiction", the twelfth edition (2010), called the City of Lagosanto, in collaboration with the Region Emilia Romagna and the Provincial Administration of Ferrara

2 ° Classified, sec. poetry on any subject (YOUNG), the International Prize for Poetry and Fiction "Naples Cultural Classic 2010, sponsored by the Naples Cultural Classic.

INDICATED INDICATED AND DIPLOMA, sec. collection of poetry, the literary prize "Ibiskos 2010", promoted by Ibiskos Publishing resolved to Empoli in collaboration with the Cultural Center Empoli;

CERTIFICATE OF MERIT, sec. single poem, the Literary Prize "Ibiskos 2010", promoted by Ibiskos Publishing resolved to Empoli in collaboration with the Cultural Center Empoli;

FINALIST in the International Literary Prize "The Pit and orange" VI edition (2010), organized by the Cultural Association "The Pit and orange," sponsored by the Ministry of Heritage and Culture as well as many other institutions;

3rd Place, sec. language poetry, the Poetry Award "Calicanthus" sixth edition (2010), organized by the Centro Studi Tindari Patti;

INDICATED, sec. young people at the Poetry Contest WORDS IN-HAND "Gianandrea Gavazzeni" The edition (2010), organized by the Library "Gianandrea Gavazzeni" Upper Town;

2 ° Classified, sec. adult poetry, the literary prize "Linda Scaburri" The edition (2011), sponsored by the Culture City of Castel Gabbiano (CR).



My works are included in many anthologies Literary Prize of the best works selected from their juries.



reviews on my literary efforts :


Review by Roberto Carifi the international magazine of cultural poetics "Poetry" year in September 2010 XXIII N. 252.

How Long Can Daiquiri



JAZZ CLUB

smoky room,
lights low, flat
beaten flying
the pace of life, melancholy jazz


that clings to the rattle of existence by

a subtle noise that looks for answers in the darkness of the town
disorientation.

***

My emotions are lost in space particles


belong to this life but I feel like a spectator than nothing

While everything happens.

A scream to get rid or kill
flimsy illusion
The truth is that swimming in the mud

a misty swamp.
I would like to be someone or something

in my niche of the world

Because there
destroys the possibility of life.

***


sleepy days to cover the emotions calm chaos in
City breaks
a scream
awakening memories,
true stories of men any special

who loved the land, the woman and God


or different stories that have only the fate of different
The theme, plot

of all these lives are love, the innocence of being alive, the journey

One day not far away, someone will see
.

***

'S 'ONLY LOVE AND OTHER LITTLE

least love for her and her life from this bitter


want to have at least a bit' of that drug to escape along with
you, poetry,
from this hell every day
ground
Building a dream duet:
sole purpose here afterlife.

***

Where the sea dies
Where the wave wound rests
Where the wise old man sleeping
Where a goodbye kiss is consumed
Where words come out tired but true
In all this, like a wind between the trees, you
space life.

***


Where is the peace in this useless and harmful
landslide of thoughts?
At what point can raise the heart

flight to enjoy the love?
Where you can dispose
the pain and frustration? How
wins the freedom to live your favorite moments

due
completeness of a life given?

***

damnation LEGENDS

Animals cursed

born free but closed in his cell with freedom
different
parallel world.
Myths
wizards living in complacency
hedonistic modern artists and philosophers

that suck the life
until sunset gaping
the rational.

***

you steal the soul, but, not to hurt you, you
rent my heart.
What about your eyes?
They just my body with the essence
upset but pure ego?
Open your lips while I give you the universe.

***

TESTAMENT

The cross on the back
flow along the gravel
barefoot.
The sun is too strong in the face, as

beautiful things that you can not put up with.
The man who does not bend to the will of god
. If you die on e

be too strong for the roots
something damn her.

***

NARCISSISM self destruct

Nothing of me, Let
are protagonist and spectator
of a lived history without desire.
Hitchhiker on the road to limbo,
back and forth aimlessly,
idling freight trains loaded with disconsolate
automata by half.
A fix for too long thought

they end up getting lost in the world and the place where it's easy to get lost
is within us.

***

I feel empty and restless on the surface, the spectrum of my
violent pains me calmly leaving
in weightlessness:
blindfolded I can not ask questions.

***

PRAYER

Love come down on me,
on my withered heart,
irradiami the body, bury the
wounds,
me out, love. Thaw
my freedom to live

even air until the last sunset.



*** THE LION AND THE STAR

This lack of emotion I tedious, the heart, which
like a caged lion, sad

crouches in a corner with downcast eyes, exhausted with pain.
Like a kitty would need for love, but
in the sky above the open prison
ancient and evil is a star with a beam of light that
sucks and represses its innocent people will.

***

Sea
anything that contains all the miserable
everything.
The man is a martyr
because life is not a gift, but a beast to tame

until he dies.



*** The sound of every moment I calcified veins.
Now the dull thud of a huge void: inner
death.
flowing rivers and scenery from the train,
but my soul finds
dreams on the horizon of his gaze.



*** THE WONDER OF BEAUTY

The immensity of beauty
whisks you away to the thrill

immortalized the image of a timeless wonder, forcing you
docile lamb,
to gaze enchanted.

***

THOUGHT HARASSMENT

They attacked the nail the soul,
depriving a man of sap.
empty eyes set
the moments that burn in a pyre of injustice.
thought sometimes feeds
the only one that has life.



*** THE TESTAMENT OF WEAK

There are currents too strong, my love,
that they can resist, but if you lift your heart to heaven,
see what good have the weak
The silence of their frustration
raise the certainty that we must divest
entirely, to be brothers.



*** THE SEAGULL

Not wanting to live by tell the world
this deserted beach, despite the sun darkened

large rocks on the ocean reef
in vain to stop the clouds of gray time
that strike the island, where
a seagull with wings tied
is writing above the waterline
his last verses of love.

***

The torment of not feeling emotions
struggles in the infected wound of my pain
killing me with every breath.



*** DAMN THE POET


compose verses with the blood of a wound

would remain

hate life with all my
silent and strong anger
With poetry
are capable of killing:
as an archer
cursed himself
Scocco
darts to subdue the pain
those who do not worship me.



*** CLOSED FROM INSIDE

This deafening silence me, the heart does not beat
,
the night speaks to me. Fear seizes me
disarmed:
continues the eternal torture.

***

RED

Red
like two lips that bloom of passion
Nude as the body of
velvet beaded with sweat
of Venus as the sapphire blue Mediterranean

of her nasty as the Exotic
plush
mystery of a different culture
Red
in the shadows of a night of love.

***

INVISIBLE PAIN

injured from birth to death
not be seen, the robin: a low wall of fog

separates it from the forest creatures.
many tangles of thoughts, words and situations
unnecessary

were intertwined along the razor wire
where he hurt his chest!

***

absorbs my life like a sponge
afflicted with sorrow.

Blood of lost time, leaving the pores of life.
A framework attached to a wall
figure a face folded into tears.
The room feels like love, but the door seems closed


oblivion lost an eye of sense of this new world
without a common path in the hearts.

***

POETRY

the heart that beats
there is only one certainty: love
not you think.
Beyond the Sea, an emotion:
a child is born. Cries of joy

poetry to those who really want to love.
What is there to explain to men
if not to breathe?



*** Only in the moment, the only way
the flame alive, feed it only

poetry and love,
parasite is thought.
Ah, if our hearts and eyes could write
alone!

***

wave of black sea
has polluted the world forever:
the only remaining white gulls
are too few and weak
to dictate the laws of
flight to safety.

***

The peace of night, in silence,
how beautiful and yearning to be alone!
The heart is deep, deep
as it is.
The night the breath is slow,
not escape the moment of thought.
Ah, if only everyone listened, many unnecessary deaths

save the love!

***

Sandra

In the flower that unfolds
first to bloom in fruit ...
In the sea that lies on the shore before it
the surf ...
E '
in those moments that I feel to have you and I'm afraid ...

***

power that flows from the word

icy river
Exploding

magic power under

agree that the flight of a swallow in the sky

Power
love that breaks the chains of pain


sprinkling of life.

***

FORGIVE If you kill

know myself I'm so afraid of unknown, while the time
struts.
fear of not being the right person, though I know of
avere amore anche per gli altri.
Crogiolarmi è il mio universo,
seppure adesso sia al buio a raccontarmi.

***

E' un dolore pungente e forte
la mia mancanza d'amore
Sono un ragazzo che non sa piangere
e nemmeno vivere,
ma se mi apri la tua porta
forse il bambino e l'uomo si uniranno
per colmare di gioia i nostri destini.

***

Prigioniero della vita
mi mando avanti nella paura,
non c'è tregua
in questa guerra interna.
Amassi perlomeno i miei versi
potrei godere della poesia,
ma l'immobilità del mio vivere
sbarra i cancelli dell'armonia,
recintandomi di dark.

***

Nailed to a wall,
wide-eyed,

forced to watch a display of different creatures:
before this mess of equalities
that combine with each other blindfolded,
I curl up in a corner pain,
certain to be flesh of my flesh.

***

Meet
as I undressed,
with thorns The Thorn in the chest,
with the strength to love life despite everything.
What you see could be different, wanting to, but I chose to stay
wave coherence
because believe me, the purity washes the world.
Love me, do not let
it becomes the only witness
of my universe of pain and treasure.

***

I think of you in this night of smoking, where not even the angels
make me company. With his eyes eaten
insomnia
I write letters full of myself,
revealing that I'm missing a piece of heart, your,
not kill me in my silence.

***

THRILLS OF DARKNESS

missing love in my life, every day is a
suicide of the senses,
an eye full of tears invisible.
am an orphan myself,
my heart is cold as a stone.
tremble.

***

The huge ' The grace of the rainbow IRIS


belly dancing is a shiny seed that drops into the sea

by the court in the sun.

*** CARPE DIEM



Living hand to mouth, what wonders


of continuous surprise in store for you the new day! Some plans

in detail their lives, but do not know


them a taste of the wind,
not see them grow

the seed of their lives
weak and beautiful.
What a pity!
compartment
chase
life if it did not rage. What
waste
greed
if time Your
no subs.



*** THE VOICE OF POETRY

in my silence I feel I have to talk
pearls to give.
Ah, if only
the voice was coming from my cave of love! Great tool
poetry,
that probing the depths of the heart, correcting
human coexistence.

***

AND 'TIME ...

In the cold morning

perhaps a hope lingers.

But my heart can not wait for long:
seasons has seen too many die.
It 's time to fly toward a horizon of peace


complaints or spirit, the last breath
by soul torn.

***

Michele

sleep with you, in
sweet dream come true,

passengers in a train that goes above the clouds puffing.
No station shall be final:
only our freedom to love
unpretentious poetry

fill a long, intense journey.

***

UNIVERSAL LOVE


I watch a glimpse of heaven and a spark of life
stands out in my heart,
bit of immense.

***

PEACE OF MEANING

The calm of life

this morning in my heart There lingers
best gift
when mild
is waving in the wind

***

CROSSROADS

in the infinite possibilities of the human mind,
I am crucified to look at my mute
that clash with a shield of emotions walled .



*** ILLUMINATE THE EVENING

I think the beauty of life is a ray of sunshine
too large to be captured.
filtered through a tent in the evening
can collect a fair bit 'of that light
to fill our empty souls, angry and even death.



*** YOU LOOKING

Prisoner of my heart
Cell dead body of a perverse and wandering
Sollazzo forced mirage of peace
Seagulls on Naples touching the wings
a whore while I offer themselves near the port.
But I seek that you do not, is
woman, sickle, or rather quiet madness.
the rest do not care.

***

human loneliness

It 'so hard being in the world, all run away but
human loneliness is a fire that is not eradicated.
If I look at the crowded square, the center
see the souls on fire with a large pyre
that clearly shows me only the smiles still
skeletons are all equal.

***

Lamps killed,

slumped on the wet road in the night life.
deaths because emanated light.
Now everything is floodlit:

someone has convinced us that there are only a bell'arredo.

***

The silent heartbeat discovered
forfeit the wounds of the soul, like millions of whining that
held
torture the mind of a boy
guilty of not wanting to remove the suffocating ego armor forged
with the hot iron
I pride wounded.

***

Travel the world on trains
of meetings,
only stop to rest at night
of stars in the heavens
Wanderer of life on land, only Fortune

have to have a spirit of freedom from the torments of existence


that undermined many men in the trenches of their forehead.

***

Coastal love
widens
before seas of tears

While the man is tormented in his infinite
Criss.



TODAY *** I would love

I give you a pat on the wind
thoughtful brow,
a port of strength and wisdom to arrive
soul weak

a fire of love and a night sky .

***

Vinegar of those years

Adolescence sour apple, fruit waste
,
immaturity
thief of love as flowering plants
let the wind, no water.
Had me a cup of moments, I would drink

That sour wine tasting with the taste of the soul,
to know what love was vinegar
of those years.

***

HOPE TO HEAVEN

ATTACKED A breath of God, who takes
my bad,
a scythe in the night, a
eager for peace, an upholsterer
soul
a fine dust of the sun ;
the most wretched manna to
a good man and helpless,
struck down by himself.

***

EXISTENCE


patrol boats in the same sea inlets
transported each other by a single wave,
Destiny.
But at night there is a single port,
the Mystery.

***

Spare
neurosis in the graveyard of the soul, vomiting
verses
spoiled tonight to remain attached to the tits of life, I do not miss

milk to survive this obligation, voluntary
hell.



*** NEED '

Scrolls the long silence my river, which would flood
free
reducing its big banks,
riding on the back of his bed,
flooded with love.

***

Ali lead
flying under the planar existence
eager
in the sky free from the metal of the soul.



*** I think this evening and I see in your eyes

the serenity of those years
Brothers
undying skin
united fabric of time from
that shaped our lives in a jar of honey

Dolce dive
in this sea of \u200b\u200bmemories.

***



about loneliness in the solitude of flight
I feel like a bird without a nest,
flying high, seeing nothing,
infinity of a blue sky,
driven by a raw wind, devoid of love.

***

Hymn to Liberty '

Travel along Bare

new lands for an entire life Marry

freedom to be gypsies, whores

wandering in search of ecstasy,
curious men
without chains,
hunters moments

experience life without being limited
.

***

AMAMI


I stand in a corner biting my nails to

afraid
It 's too bad to live strong

E'
too bare my heart to sit

the wind of life.


My love if you really exist

Tell my hands to caress my face Tell me smile

to open
Tell my silence to speak out

Tell me you love me the same
.

***

BRUSHES

Everything seems Insignificant

How to give wrong
under, for that matter? We're just

brushes to comb the time
consumed.

***

Scherlock

In this pub
condense entries

hovering in the air intoxicated by the flow of thoughts

noisy
intersecting webs of life in

told
but revealed:
tonight
understand how useless
speak.

***

AN ANGEL TO WINDOW ON


From the window I see your hair down along the Mediterranean
your bare back;
of a sudden you turn around, but in the warm shade
summer
I can not give life to your face, so
t'immoli
leaving me in the night in this alley
town where I hope to return another night
and get you to love
inside the window on.



*** THE WEIGHT OF THE VACUUM

The weight of the empty
crushes you thoughts in the abyss of the "nonsense" while kicking

the frenzy of emotions
pressed by a strong hand and silent.



*** MY LIFE

watched people from the corners of the world
pursuing my pure, painful secret
introspection,
sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, as a wanderer wandering

looking chick drops of absolute
to drink from the soul of humanity
this reflected in my eyes.

***

Poggio my soul on this bed faithful companion
reflections, torments and poems.
I feel a good peace,
will forge the silence of my truth
I think of "bums" instead
stretch your soul on the carton, freeze
and I wonder if they too can enjoy the silence which
visit us every night.

***

'm wandering
madness of a world that terrified laughs.

***

Seeking a restless soul and docile
to make, in combination,
our lives less severe.



*** THE JOURNEY OF THE MIND WEAK

We
weak minds in the madcap frenzy of the hull

human journey we can only hit
our hearts all the time.
Story Spent the night
my life on a notebook,
I can not help it, because everyone should know

we suffer a terrible sea-sickness, but you can navigate

over the cliffs of our finding in the waves of heartache
dream
the ability to accept all this.



*** THE UNIVERSE OF LIFE


tonight I wonder if the charm and enchanting
mystery of life is eternity


of the single beat of every single thought

mind of every soul of

every heart that glows in the instant.



*** THE DISCO

Infernal noise, noise of people

noise at all,
unnecessary comings and goings of people laughing and
rigged for an evening
secluded from life,
seeking a utopian escape from reality
writhing in weak artificial light of worldliness
dangerous , ephemeral lady of the high.
With the dawn of a new day will be only heaps
crystal
of debris, storage booths
that someone in the night, he believed
solid distances.

***

ALCOHOL


A glass for those who want to see

A glass

But for those who are frail and fragile
enemy is the glass
asking

again and again to pour your troubles


right there where it hurts.

the glass Do not give your troubles
,
Share them with me.

***

As might be my calm rough seas,
I happy with this peace of mind tonight, which makes me free
prisoner of life, that both
you live and die all the time.

***

Cruel and merciless

is the reality of this cruel and hard life


that dying in a vacuum
off

hope they already know to have had


everything or maybe nothing.

***

Voltati un attimo
verso di me,
strizzami l’occhio,
indicami i miei mostri
e denudali sorridendomi.
Poi aprimi una strada
e fa che possa camminare
incontro al mondo,
perché ho un’incontenibile voglia
di accarezzarlo.

***

Sorridimi
timida ragazza
malfidata.
Tocca la mia carne
virile,
pensa solo
alla bellezza
del mio corpo,
ascolta per una volta
la chimica e nient’altro,
concediti, Eva,
a me che sono Adamo.

***

Pietra dura
sui miei occhi
devastati
dal rimugino mentale.
Whipping soul

worn by my live
anancastico
and tormented.

iron bars to close the gates

of normality.

nauseous on my way I drag

reluctant.
I want to write, yes
:
my vein

gives me a place on this spur

soft pile of stones.

***

butts on the platforms of the station
thoughts smoked
tell of moments from lives lived in constant

trip now to kill the other in moments
butts, usually on the track.



*** From the promenade above the
Gulf

around her waist while I watch the stars
.

While the world is chasing your thoughts on this night

that will give way to another day

in the infinite space of a thousand questions
human
miserable and missed, in our silence

find the certainty of love you.

***


is found in the air I'm

Quick Tip
leading



*** There is no sense

tonight in a lifetime, only the eternal

delirious chaos

of a mind tortured.

reminded of the terror of waiting

endless. Outside lights

industrious
make me feel
away.

***

entrust this ticket to the sea
that the bottle containing it
can surf good waves, up to you.
Up to you that on some bank
are you collecting my words, even your
now.
I have not traveled much, but if you feel
muse of my poems,

missing link in our desire for peace and passion ... then it blows it blows, so the wind
m'indicherà
the way to reach you.

***

the moon

are building houses for poets

tired of love secretly.
So then the moon will be less pain

ground.

***

UNCONSCIOUS

Woe to the hopes attached,
a suffering world, a world that
dreams. Eternal life

image reflected in a pond,

affected our thinking and decide for themselves.

***

REFLECTIONS

Scent of endless fear
s'aggrovigliano
to my heart making me aware of this profound observer
my torture.

***

In this desperate solitude
there is no wind that takes my kite.

***

In this flat gray sea
let my ship sail on the horizon where the sky
narrows in mystery,
where this is mixed with the dream, where fear
sits on the throne of my will.

***

Bodies of water lilies that shine
desirous of love,
tired of passing leaves
birds do not sing
felled trees.

Even nature is depressed
for our minds of cement.

***

As a curious snake
boredom I knotted
taking off on the taste of thinking.
I set out on a limb of doom
where, armed with pen,
ferry me for a while ', composing of verses

quest'opaco mosaic of moments.

***

In this whirlpool of moments, hours, days, feel
go through life like a heavy wagon.
When the light is off there
candle lasts a long time and if they ask me why I write
I say that life is no wind and we are turning.
So what's the point my face when I catch the wind with the ink?

***

In the great wandering lives
mine is a fragile shell
crying silently on the shore.



*** For every beat of time
m'inabissa fear. Rain washes
death

my mind tired. The sighs of the heart

raise his eyes slowly
entrusting their sight

the hope of obtaining mercy.

***

Ali
of blood flying in the sky of the condemned
drawing broken hearts on earth.

flooding rivers of tears Eyes of indifference.

demonic screams break the silence of the people.
rises the lament of heartbreaking

souls stolen by the merchants of the third millennium.



*** There are injustices stronger the wind, wind that whisks you away

scattering the pieces of your life
the end of the cruelest of the oceans,
that brings up the moans of the dying souls
emitted from the jaws of a dolphin
burned the fires of hell silent.

***

In this immense sea of \u200b\u200btroubles drowning

swimming without arms at each wave.

no salt in this lost sense of motion.
So, sadly,
each side withdraws.

***

In this silence
are nothing but emptiness
compressed.

***

From under earth a cry the tears:
souls are restless desire for peace,
are those who feel the chaos of human race,
are those who want the bare word and embrace the clear.



*** A hot soup,
a plate of beans and corn,
a blanket on Africa.

***

This loss
I rapisco
indomitable.

***

This cold wind power in me

fear of darkness in life.

***

Anime torn, chewed
from the chaos of the world,
raped relentlessly
dall'assillo greed. Let us pause a day or

our washes us upside down.

***

FRAGMENTS

Where is the freedom,
which path I take,
to what source should I drink? What is this fullness


hint of doubt spurred on by hopes and fears? They will join
never
my verse in one poem?

***

PANORAMA NIGHT WATCH A


These lights like a million thoughts turned
reveal my mind on fire.



*** What will never be a word


when
a gesture in which the mind prepares

to cheer?

***

Old

rough hands and soft words
old seed

a healthy recipe that tasted
the "little" but
simple and good. Today only

their wise counsel, but
of "too much",
complicated, flawed and unhealthy
,

was not given to their recipe.

***

stillness of fate
rest within an angle of pain.

***

Pain In
m'annego
petrified.

***

Words
touch mute silence still
affecting moments in the eternal agony

tremor that is my life.



*** THE BOAT

The sea moved from the hull of the boat, the wind in your hair
,
eyes closed to enjoy the sun, the language

passed his lips to savor the briny.
I feel the pleasure that you take: Can you imagine naked

ecstatic that he invited me to your banquet.

***

before such fertile ground,
is a waste of my life.

***


If I had wings I would not even need to explain: I
enough
the flight of most battered pigeon.



*** I AM THAT CHILD


Get a baby and throw it in the adult world.
will grow, but his eyes
will be condemned to eternal fear.
I am that child.

***

are the result of a thousand fears faltering,
are the product of human
stillness before the world.

***


have an empty bottle cast into the sea without a ticket.



*** We are souls against the straw, grass
torn by the wind, piles of sand pressed
,
fates have been stolen,
lives cut.

***

Building
Out loveless place

Convicted.



*** What I have left you

if not the sweet illusion of not having ever seen?

***


I love life in her mix of euphoria.

***

TO A "normal" people I would like to be you


suit me.

***

stacked in a corner
feel the silence of life is a panic
grave
strangled one night.



*** I am a child who does not want to look,
keeps a wound.



*** I would like to rock forever
on the banks of a creek.

***

shines
silence in this quiet evening,
before sleeping,
before the new day
to recompose quickly.

***

I thirst of your brown eyes
your angel face of your darkness

want to suck your lips but only want

Without You.
Get out now.

***

Tonight the air is hot,
leaves no room for breathing life annuity.
It is off a light
died one day.

***

In solitude embraced me

eyeless.

***

The sweat drops from the two naked bodies in the fire of meat wrapped

eager charcoal. In one night Secret

throat and sin.



*** THE GIFT


angel wings and curled up naked
position chin on his knees staring into space

The will of heaven assails you
The earth does not care because as your beauty
thousand sheep
others wander along pastures artifacts.



*** I feel the fear, the size of the world, a child dressed as
are great.



*** Someone put out the cigarette on the heart,
looking into my eyes, and went

leaving a sea of \u200b\u200bpain in his pocket.

***

too difficult is the task of man: a constant struggle

then have some crumbs of pleasure. I wish I

planted a tree in nature.

***

warm heart I
No mercy, no compassion

Only love that man.

***

I worry
to cover the gap but it's like to bury the sea.

***

Fruits
not caught in the face of this immense pasture.

***

It 's a war between the clouds and the sun
that drives us to climb up, is the man
sacred instinct of
curiosity of life.

***

every day in a train station in
every day and I turned around to look at the scoreboard

and looking luggage.

***


I would cook slowly in the embers of silence.

***

SHARED

Dita velvety settle on the sweet bosom
never playing keys pressed,
belly vibrates like a harp
and nature shudders,
the feet pointing to
sheets and a groan of pleasure
warm breath into the mouth of the lover.

***

DEATH Inconscience

never return to that flame thoughts,
that fire of Heaven, that crazy

freedom that buried the other side of life.

***

Immortal '

Heart
cursed eternally beautiful in a symphony

Look
blinding rage in an explosion

couple of shreds of magnitude in space


***

My mind is a sponge
fear to exist.

***

a flower will grow slowly dancing,
from that piece of land
someone covered with concrete.



*** The light at the end of the tunnel each day goes off

while out grow

lives unaware of our silent martyrdom.

***

E 'the soul of a dead young
cheetah chasing my shadow pushing, panting
making my way.

***

a small olive grove on a starry night

Prosthetics olive trees to star in a circle to defend

by the lights of man.

***


I want to be transparent like a crystal clear sea
to the sun.

***

Crown of thorns

to remember the life given.



*** THE WORDS OF A LIFE

If
will burn in hell with you, my soul, there will be little flames

to erase the words of a lifetime.

***

BEYOND 'THE BEACH


Give me a breath of wind so that my heart can fly,
beyond the beach, give me the silent

so my mind can glide,
give me this for a moment .

***

Last Will '

Love me, honestly.
May I see your heart beat
for me, then forget.



*** BORN TO DREAM

'm tired of being a spectator, who
this is my role?

my eyes will never take off weeping?

***

there be redemption, a love
in Serbian, a paradise
painting,
two good wings in the cellar.
There will, for us.

***

Bronze outline of the moon tonight

***

teems
my self in a skein of anything.



*** I'm in to something that mixes the

days ago and I do not see the yeast. As already inevitably
symphony composed of iron molds as

that has already been given form.

***

MAN

Streams of tears fill my heart,
sitting on a rock I look at the sea beach
we are all too small to contain it.

***

Days like dry leaves
used by an icy wind,
that steals lives for fun, boredom
for blowing.

***

EYES OF LOVE

was saved from these cracks
lovers each day lengthens.
is because their love is sunshine on the ground, while the world
only sky.

***

INCESSANT

no longer flying times, no more grease
in the heart,
time he sat down and did not quit smoking.



*** We are all a stealthy step
that occupies the space.
your smile I see it now

but what good will if not his image over time? We are all a stealthy step

that occupies the space.

***

Muto
I keep silence,
close my eyes to the heart: the conductor
frightens us.



*** I received an instant on your hands, try not to blow
,
but the powder is known,
flies away from him.

***

GIVES WAY

I hear the stones falling
and squash the river,
is a dip of a disaster. A mother cries on the shore

in arm with his new creation.

***

ETERNAL

will walk in the dark about your
steps until you will turn your smile

to confirm that it was all in vain.

***

inhaling the foul
season that made me brown leaf
at the foot of a cypress tree that I would embrace

but has no hands.



*** If I could I would go only where you touch me shiver,
where the mind would only allow the entry
to whisper a few words of love,
where the dream would not raise his eyes from a sunset,
where I live and die by drinking tears
tasting berries.



*** I just want to dream,
drogatemi soul,

because I want to be the king of this goddamn life.

***


I bite my lips and bleeds the time wicked
I
erodes but I do not scratch.

Nobody knows who are the good and evil
carved into the rock.

***


I choose not to change it is with these shoes that I was born I still have pebbles


But I'm hurt my
stones and these are my shoes.



*** The clock tower is stopped, the clouds around the square
travel plan. The little flags
fairs to dodge the gaze.
quiet reigned without salt.



*** I got you in the night, I'll never be alone

We are unique life
close together.

***

The heath is the space in the sun,
the trees bare of leaves but
thick of life, which shows
proud
with open arms to show us the sky.

***

Dream
freedom from prison, although no one has
prisoner
Dream freedom;
I dream of something more
even if I do not know where he is
even though I know it's there,
Dream freedom.

***

Deeply alive inside me, I almost
belt with soul.
I leave my face on the surface only
which alone make-up.



*** One day will break the season We will only

the sea to keep watch at the time

And the compass needle will lead to a single star.

***

dips the brush in a pool of water that falls

color is nothing but the lost opportunity,
wrapped on itself.

***

in the world there is hope that lies beyond the sky

but none of us knows what to call it.
Maybe the world is so beautiful that
c'ingarbuglia dreams.

***

Boredom occurs as nightmares, you
rimpiatta
and then assails you. Demon
more or less,
parasite of man.

***

I
the red dust in the eyes of the endless battle,
the dull blue of the white marble and
memories of childhood lost.

***

SELVA

I never believed there was such a place: no roads

sunless
unanswered.

Wrapped in a bell does not ring of ice.



*** Music is the wind on the road, the magnet
eternal,
change,
destruction,
the absolute.

***

SLIGHT

We model the words are as sweet
the hills, as the tailor sews

and dresses like the moon, when
not know that we see.

***

SETE

hunt for the boys in the mud puddles

as they flow showers.

***

QUARANTINE

Like cattle to the collapse
I saw your eyes dumb

excavations in the faces of life from someone who decided
convinced.

***

A chaos of eternal freedom

glued up the sun and gives wings to the clouds.

***

DOORS

thinking spreads like wildfire,
greasy knobs.
And my hands slip away without opening.

***

I cling to a flower of lavender

***

the cold hardening in the wild forest

***

ABBEY

The soul merges with the body
and forgiveness capacity;
bringing
the habit of a monk tortured.

***

THIEF

Profane secret
the memory of a child

that for the first time he saw the moon.

***

MANKIND

crystallize anger

in a cataclysm that will end the world.

***

OAK

Staccatemi leaves, branches
tagliatemi,
but my lymph and blood
fearless and my trunk is made of granite.

***

Crackerman

mystery in itself that night

dreams with a start and takes away. And another day

knocks on your door.

***

THERE ONCE

will ride the ponds of youth,
to go for gold in remote countries,
speak with the wind raised me, I will feed them to know
knowledge. But
steal a box of dreams.

***

ROULETTE

recall with nostalgic silence now
emotions poured out of
Inconscience
that no longer exists. Now
Fear.

***

you watch in the silence of your eyes,
will taste the echo of each of your smile;
'll be a star,
and say to make you shine at night.


***
Torment

The wait is silent, but as a hair shirt
bites,
tightens.
colorless and bleed blood.

***

Falling tears of blood on the asphalt

***

I witnessed the birth of herons in flight



*** I am a rock animated
raped by a river that has no mouth.

***

I feel tears on iron breath
plan my complaint.
not hear the echo in the cave.

***

ESTRO

s'attenua thought, the mind spreads
,
fantasy now is the master.

***

WISDOM

Posters of a time now gone,
myopic memories of lost love, regret and remorse

of a life never lived.



*** PORTS '

I would be the bottom of a volcano.
To see only the sky.

***

GOD

Take me with you among the angels,
or let me die at your feet.

***

FREEDOM 'REFUSED

Chained to a violent society,
that binds us wings with string, that makes us
run against everything and against nothing
.

***

ANOTHER LIFE

I would be elsewhere,
but not with myself.

***

VICE

Coward's life, I
torture from within,
on this night of metal,
between the lights of the evening, a bench

mackerel and a sidewalk.

***

MAGNETIC ATTRACTION

lips kissing,
slices of ripe fruit, raw passion
,
violent and carnal desire.

***

STEAMY FROST

The snow freezes inside me, I'm a glacier
thoughts
warms my hands, hands that touch other hands
frost
in a brazier burning caresses.


***
LAGO DENTRO

Un lago di primavera,
di quelli dove ci sciano i raggi di sole,
dove le onde si muovono senza infrangersi,
dove il verde attorno è parte.

***

IN VIAGGIO

Fuggire da qui,
macinare chilometri col cuore.
Accarezzare paesaggi che superano lo stupore,
scordarsi del tempo,
scordarsi…

***

A LUCIANO

Musica che esce da queste mani,
la sento trasformarsi in una poesia smaniosa
che scivola via insieme alle mie lacrime,
mentre ascolto un genio che adesso non c’è più.

***

INERME

My anger has no boundaries,
but must remain silent.

herself handcuffed and thrown in a barn.

***

ANYWHERE

even on an unspoiled island,
even under the sea, even
above the sky, the moon ... even

no place for me.



ONLY ***

I just take you,
you love me, you
you feel my own pain.
Addormentiamoci
together and escape into the dream.

***

AWAY

One day a wind will calm the soul
me for a moment and that moment I just
.

***

PEACE OF MIND

wonder how the rest would be enough ...
I breathe every now and then;
I find myself in a tree, so
listen to the silence of the woods.

***



IMAGINE Imagine the sea in the open.
The sun setting to wash down the spokes.
The wind brushing the crystal water. A framework
abandoned on the shore, is the result.



*** THE LIFE I WANT

I want to be an angel,

live without the anxiety and fly me to sweat until the wings.

Kenwood Blue And White Remote Wire

Thoughts, Maxims and Reflections

IL PARADISO E’ IN NOI STESSI

Il paradiso è in noi stessi:
nei ricordi e nei luoghi cari alla nostra mente,
nei familiari che ci vivono accanto ogni giorno,
nei sogni inseguiti,
nella lotta quotidiana,
negli attimi che non assaporiamo perché distratti,
nella magia della scoperta o dello scoprirsi,
nel cambiare opinione, modo di porsi o punto di vista,
nel mistero terreno condiviso con gli altri,
nello scambio di emozioni e solitudini con amici e amanti,
nelle parole dettate dal cuore,
nella sincerità, onestà e trasparenza,
nella mano offerta,
nel cercare la pace e non il potere.

***

Serenity is the point of mind never abandoned this.


*** When you are also donating time steps aside: as you can and give you more time to love!

***

Impatience is the "virtues" of who knows how short life is.



*** The test is not the one who explains, but the man who arouses.



*** In love no wrong, because dreams can not govern.

***

not only focusing sull'attimo can live every moment of it.



*** Life is too quick to play a melody deep and indefinable.



*** The writer often "say" things that he himself is not even remotely capable of achieving.

***

If all accept their limits there would be plenty of space for everyone in this world.



*** Everything has been said by great poets and philosophers of the past but is now ridirlo thinkers with new words.



*** The story of a life is condensed into a few miserable predicaments.

***

without poetry

Do not I get anything from the bowels tonight, I feel like a dog crouching in a corner. When you do not
poetry circulates in the veins, seems to be on abstinence.
There is no worse thing for a dreamer, which perceives reality too cold, empty and attached to the ground.

***

The friendliness also meets the coldest hearts.



*** E 'in the dead time that we learn to listen and watch our river closely.



*** Love is the light needed to leave our river flow.

***

Perseverance is the best way to build.

***

For the other we can be what they see, but never what we are. And 'why of human loneliness.



*** THE RIGHT TO BE WRONG

Some people say you should feel good, always good to be seen. I retort with a NO, because we are also entitled to get sick, those who do not grant it never loses the dignity of man. Because the pain is part of life and who drowns is not better, but a coward.

***

agreed to try to change their lives for the better, challenging the opposing forces of our ego and the fierce strength of our self, is one of the wisest decisions and courageous a man can take.

***

pain in the eyes see at night, so at night you learn to understand each other pain.

***

disorder of the soul In the cold, there's light that leads to the right.



*** The world is a narrow place, though they may be great thoughts.



*** There are days when the wind does not blow and there's nothing you smuova emotion.
They too are part of the mosaic of life, but tiles are opaque: who knows what their true color ...

***

Silence the forge of the essence.

***

I feel the eternal silence

there to bring me to the hereafter.



*** We are all a purpose or an intermediary.



*** How to rebel against the night if it is every day?
As if that rebel against the black is the color of night?

***

Love often hurts most of the pain.

***

Explain LIFE

Life is too big, too strong,
as it may be simple and straightforward.
It travels on the edge and just a minute, a jolt
to question the certainties of existence.
I wonder where is the peace of mind if
around every corner there is the fear, change, love, destruction.
Who can enjoy life
if not distracted, a lover, a fool or a child?

***

I want everyone to know that I have lived, although he spoke quietly, as thought, imagination and the dream I have ruled, so I had to mostly write, to communicate what the My voice has not been able to tell.



*** There are some, though longstanding, has never been old, even for a day.

*** Who knows

helping others does not always help himself.



*** Life is like radio frequencies and we are, we distinguished only the way to pick up the signal.

***

Some are born to live in the myth.

***

often the lives of men who have to give something valuable to humanity are short trials.

***

in the incompleteness lies the deeper meaning of things.

***

Blessed is the ignorant man who does not need virtue to enjoy life.


***
There are prisons in the open door from which not all men are able to escape.
There are weights that not all men can bring.
There are lives that not all men can live.

***

What might have but to our great inhibition not we try to achieve, it hurts the most of what we can not win committing.

***

Flaunt your inner beauty.

***

RESET

Catalepsy from boredom and dullness
sealed within troubled minds, and stressed

spoiled by the dictatorship of the XXI century, which covered
oil
values \u200b\u200band sound principles,

proposing a society based on power and on the outer beauty
creating monsters or heroes that
tangled
of thousands of corrupt or powerless puppets

It 's the first scheme of history
to govern the world without a real
despot,
we are all, by our silence,
found to react
just to raise his voice,
move something,
propose an idea, an ideal,
shed light on things even mere,
point the finger on those darkened.
not prolong our masochism
say a new beginning in this modern age

already cruelly injured.

***

Every day there is a life to live and luckily it's never the same.



*** THE JOURNEY OF THE WRITER

The independence of the pen can take you anywhere, it's like taking a train accident: you know where the mountains, but do not know either the location or arrival. Here are the charm and enchantment of writing freely.

***

Nothing has all
when you only want to live.



*** THE CONVICTION of neurotics

now do not refer to what you can do or think now.

***

E 'better dream big, to live in fiction.

***

Art is the point of contact between man and matter.

***

the paths of the mind there is nothing human at times.



*** We are the distorted reflection of what we believe to be.



*** What is the travel, if life is in?



*** When you realize you live, then it means you're really living.

***

Freedom is in the most wandering of the mind.



*** The words serve only to fools and hucksters.

***

There is nothing personal in life, if not our foolish thoughts.

***

Perversion is the lust of those who can not do without pain.



*** 's too beautiful not to take the world die.



*** WE AND THE COMPANY 'THE COMPANY' OR U.S.? We

tickets from our trip on the train company that obliterates
continuously with slavery iteranti and materialistic.
I wonder where is the freedom for the poor bastards who feel
owned by millions of gears of this infernal machine that distorts the measure of man.
***


persevere with insane, rooted mental mechanisms can make a man so tough, only to want to drink poison.



*** Distill your drops of purity in the sea of \u200b\u200bhumanity.

***

Often there is more love in an embrace in which millions of words.

***



loveless loveless life is a milk bottle that rolls on the waterfront, where the sun does not beat
and the sea is not moving.
without love the way you breathless and without a goal.
without love is more certain than the pain of death.


***
It 's the time to nibble greedily the grapes of our day
or we who guzzle the drops of our time?



*** Prior to becoming someone, think of becoming a great man.

***

The beauty of a sunset over the sea is the power of being alive and deadly.



*** THE FALL OF THE INDIVIDUAL

The trip runs in time
while we think of our live,
instead to breathe the air of life.

***

The warmth is the only flame that gives rise to a human relationship between people and sincere.


***
The deep dialogue between the men explains
sails on boats in the world.

***

the power of words

words of one man can put to rest the belief of the whole company.

***

Dall'ammuffita
shadows of my room
feel the apathy of the world have clouded the senses

of recent generations, the daily effort
missing
to want to share the discomfort, that all
try, but woe to
other shoe polish,
otherwise can not shine the mirror of this society
papier-fascism

morality dictated by a virtual head, the media, that we must resize
.



*** TODAY'S DICTATORSHIP

Stasi in our solitudes and passive
spy stories in film
screw poisoned by media propaganda
approval, success, beauty, of having easy
who sent in making us smoke our innocence
surrogate ourselves.

***

The beauty of life lies in the din of the moment.



*** My life seems so pointless and at the same time essential to make a man of his slave life.

***

told me to give my life for

heal even one person suffering the same pain I would not hesitate
. Because I know how much joy
deserved
would cause my death.

***

greedy animals we are passing on a land loan for use, but we have too much brain to accept it: in fact, we wanted to invent the time. Perhaps the primordial material would be the most logical way of life.



*** Only those who have tasted the hell knows how to populate the earth.

***

the substrate proved the existence of evil within and excessive sensibility is perceived more clearly the spirit of life.



*** The best, most libidinous journeys are mental.

***

Diversity is essential for the individual, but unfortunately today's society it would conform to "the same products, but I'm into these continuous provocations media and I'm sure there were not even you.
Diversity to me means unique, secret treasure to discover, to share, but also freedom of choice, of expression Freedom of
leave a trace in our world.

***

the immense grasslands of human thought we are all strays
ourselves.

***

If life is indeed a freight train running, the materialists are right then.

***

We all have a sort of stability, but maybe it's the chaos of our being the only true order.

***

I would leave, but I do not know what and where. *** A



enlarge a life
are small,
noble gestures of love.



*** Life is a tremendous boredom filled by a mortal fear.

***

not so important what you do for a living, but what you are living.



*** Everyone has his heart in wind.



*** A friend of mine likes to say that "poetry save the world". It is not utopia, and believe me, believe them.
could make a real and we want to be optimistic, even though many people are distracted by Mediated dell'insano way of life today, which disturbs the receptivity of their souls and leads them to believe the poem which is not very rational to ask you to listen to deserves.
The poem expresses the needs of all, is the truest to establish a harmonious and fraternal coexistence in society.

***

smoking is the fear to exist.

***

Blessed food, which puts human senses and agree soul full of pain.



*** The greatest works of man come from three large seeds: the pain, love and madness.

***

poets inhabit the depths of the soul, see more than anyone else.
poets describe the land with the eyes of the abyss.

***

Joy scares me, because I know that when it comes, the pain is already close.

***

Every time I look at something already seen, it can always be the first.

***

Our worst nightmare is ourselves.



*** Be yourself as you are always
Donati

Enjoy your light and let others enjoy it.

***

Perhaps there is no real reason why we are called to live: maybe we are just assembly lines of the time.

***

envy to death but I is close to normal.



*** I know I will die soon or too late.

***

Sleep is necessary, but it is time wasted.

***

from the crowd, at times, reveal a great lucidity.

***

is often in the eye designing the landscape.



*** There is a time when, alas, are born men.



*** There is nothing more beautiful than the dream, imagining what you want. It can also dream in chains, even from behind bars: no one will ever take away the only place where you can paint the world as you like.

***

E 'that can come only from within the truth of each.

***

recognize the true darkness lights.

*** We are unaware

actors in a film, which film can not be rewind.



*** Build the future in this.

***

Night is the leaven of the days to come.

***

Only by listening to learn to keep quiet.

***

Many times, in different moments,
feel that life is born and dies in that time.



*** We gave their lives attaching suffering.
What sense has a gift like that?



*** There is a whole life, but only a few moments to live.



*** A life is a novel, is told, what you hear do not hear anyone else.
There is a common life: that is the fear of undressing as the hypocrisy not to admit it.



*** The word can break the silence, the silence can choke the word.
The word can cause a great silence, the silence can trigger a riot.



*** I'll never have what could be me.

***

My destiny is written in the bottom of the sea: I am a citizen or

wreck of my underwater city.



*** I will leave the world to madness or real truth.