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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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