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10/12/2010 5:12:24 PM
OK...GO! GUIDANCE




Raise your senses to infinity

Like a reptile your destiny follows

Grasping from your mouth salinity

Filling with some moments your hollows.




Raise your hands in the air

As the sirens are urgently calling

Until you find the truth that you bear

Paths are chosen.Into them you are crawling.




Raise your blessings to your world

Somebody listens in the merciless night.

Our time is not getting back cause it's sold.

At least we kept our glory safe and bright!
10/13/2010 4:52:54 PM
MY NEW POEM-GUIDANCE. GUIDANCE




Raise your senses to infinity

Like a reptile your destiny follows

Grasping from your mouth salinity

Filling with some moments your hollows.




Raise your hands in the air

As the sirens are urgently calling

Until you find the truth that you bear

Paths are chosen.Into them you are crawling.




Raise your blessings to your world

Somebody listens in the merciless night.

Our time is not getting back cause it's sold.

At least we kept our glory safe and bright!
10/13/2010 5:21:38 PM
WHAT ABOUT YOUR NIGHTS? This is my new poem.. I hope you understand the feelings in it. I know that those who travel in fields of loss and love, of memories and hopes, of sorrows and light, will understand.





THE NIGHTS FROM SO ON

The nights..The nights from so on:
I lay down to sleep and my mind flies.
I watch dreams-movies leading
your hug and your laughter.
Our love too is now in plural.
They are the defenceless loves.
How could you let our one
die left and betrayed?
I am a person
gender female.
I own a heart
gender not female nor male.
Gender empty.
My empty heart.
Loved you.

edited by val_ilia on 10/13/2010
10/14/2010 6:04:58 PM
A POEM WITH TITLE : SOUL PERFORMANCE SOUL PERFORMANCE




You've always known that here

Is not for long and yet

I wanted you to be my dream, my goodnight,

to be my pain and my savor,

The poison and the antidote,

the present along with the before.

I see you all these years

Struggling with an emptiness

That overtakes your ideals,

Crying with a word that always

Stays stuck on your lips

Hitting greedily the wind with your hands.

In this chaos you, the weakest light,

Shine inside this abyss of gold,

Climbing the stares of life.

The last one will teach you how to love

And this will be your most difficult step.

This step will get you to the top,

Where you can look from above

This performance in which

We all thought we owned the leading role
10/14/2010 6:06:10 PM
A POEM WITH TITLE : SOUL PERFORMANCE SOUL PERFORMANCE




You've always known that here

Is not for long and yet

I wanted you to be my dream, my goodnight,

to be my pain and my savor,

The poison and the antidote,

the present along with the before.

I see you all these years

Struggling with an emptiness

That overtakes your ideals,

Crying with a word that always

Stays stuck on your lips

Hitting greedily the wind with your hands.

In this chaos you, the weakest light,

Shine inside this abyss of gold,

Climbing the stares of life.

The last one will teach you how to love

And this will be your most difficult step.

This step will get you to the top,

Where you can look from above

This performance in which

We all thought we owned the leading role
10/17/2010 5:07:09 PM
Let's see what you think.. PROMETHEUS
Time is fading
on the ocean's flow.
Through my window
I can see the maneuvers
of a burning night.
All the handles I invite
lost into the waves
of the full moon.
And I am forgetting
each name and direction.
In front of a figure's shapeless fault
beneath the show's sudden halt
I watch my mind's dim reflection.
Mirrors broken
before I see.
Traces lost
before I walk.
And I always knew
that Prometheus was not a God.
He was committed
to a truth that was untold
to a fire
that we could never hold.
Destiny flows in our veins
while time is fading still
forming absence on the wind
until vanity forgives us.
10/19/2010 10:59:23 AM
RETURNING AN HYMN TO YOU Your voice was born from twilight's

breast.

Your name stole the mystery

of the night.

Ambrosial hand of gold

bowled along the white

surf

to glorify the lost souls

of a time

winding off with each chord

the locked secrets of the world.

Orpheus!

The Sun has chosen you

and the Sirens are trying

to steal a song.

Time is trembling among

melodies and laments.

A lost lover behind the

burning light.

Your silence is calling

the Muses

to carry you beneath

the sky's festival.

Now you are near her

again.
10/20/2010 6:31:57 PM
THE DOMINANT He reached the slope of lost dreams.

Mountains and snow twisting

like a veil

around shadows heavy and insisting.

He watched the clouds change form,

becoming the echo of his breath.

Slope of lost words.

Somewhere between heaven and earth,

he stood behind the white quietness

and whispered:''Close your eyes, unreachable sky!

Everyone who dies,remembers.

To the open sea of infinity let me fly!''

And like that, without shoes, without redemption

rolled on the snow. He reached the white cliff

and came back. If he fell, he would reached the top.

White convictions floated on the snow.Only if

time was more than a heavy diversion!

Horses of freedom were travelling with him

among snowflakes and naked trees of passion.

Their steps were leaving traces like a phantom limb,

stating all these passages which formed the seasons' conscience.

The white river was floating with a constant row

like the weapon that has even another bullet inside.

''Pull the trigger!Do it!'' His scream was the only blow.

The journey of destiny was interrupted over the icy road.

So he made his own.

Returning the time that he borrowed,

he changed his Thursday and left for the unknown.

Now he is looking from the top of a white world

the glass doors of others, throwing stones to break them.

He reached the abyss of purity, as an Edenic mortality on hell.

He was the Dominant. Nothing left to judge, nothing to condemn.
10/25/2010 2:32:16 PM
A SHIP IS SINKING A ship is sinking in the middle of a wave,

For the mystery of the sea to embrace.

Spring is melting with the air fatal and brave,

As bright is the dream that poets need to chase.

O, my love for thee is the ship that sinks

As my sun and my moon to thee devoted are.

Thy tears can solve the enigma of the sphinx

Those waves of solitude are lost in thy star.

As King I lay down my crown and as Queen my fear,

Defeat I can not accept mine rests the fate.

Time's corruption travels much, yet is so near

For the naked, cold tree Spring may be too late.

Shall I forget thy eyes reflection on my void?

Above us stand the bridges no one destroyed.
11/11/2010 6:23:24 AM
THE SHELTER ''Poetry is the shelter that we envy''.
These golden words deeply carved the years.
Time will come back
To give our words a peak
To confirm all those dreams
Resting in the dark.
Poetry is the truth that kills
The truth that brings us to the world
Again.
Signs of time will return
To justify prayers
And deliver it's echo to us.
A hope that we gained
Melting our blood with our fears.
Each line can set our soul free
As a key
Which mathches exactly to the gate
Of our prison.
When we hold tight the hands of each poem
Like we hold the hands of our children
We walk through a fiery passage
To reach the other side
Where we can detect our silences
And tame the fire along with the smoke.
In this shelter we form a circle
Step by step
From our legs
Stone by stone
From our hands
We define the borders
We prepare our guns
For peace
For peace.
And poetry screams
In front of our sealed windows
In front of our seqaled desires
Calling us to feel
The divine untouchable truth.
It is the answer
To the pain of the history
To the lost words that left waiting in our dark bottom
To the feelings that we betrayed
With a kiss.
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