Promessa by Silma885 by Dead-PoetsSociety, literature
Literature
Promessa by Silma885
Promessa
Taglia un cavo
se lega il tuo cuore
ma non tagliar mai
il cavo dell'amore.
Un tempo eran lettere,
attesa, segni di fumo.
Ora onde radio, luce,
elettroni. E' amore.
E' amore, qui e ora,
ciò che sento per lei
che è lontana, lontana...
Angelo amato, non temere.
Un freddo schermo
non è un abbraccio,
non è due labbra, un bacio.
Ma ti troverò, prima o poi.
And you will rush to me,
I will hold you in my arms.
I will greet you with a kiss,
The first time, my only love.
Poet's Voice by ElarinyaEstel by Dead-PoetsSociety, literature
Literature
Poet's Voice by ElarinyaEstel
Beyond the poet's word, the secret lies
Enshrouded, thick with dust though it remains.
These mysteries, seen only to the poet's eyes,
Are writ; the very secret of their fame.
They hold within these words - as I have read
In ancient verse - a soul set down in rhyme
And faded lines of ink; the woven threads
Of tapestries, within the halls of time.
What greater power, than that of the pen? -
Though years have left their mark upon the page,
The meaning yet is clear - In thoughts of men,
Their memory is unobscured by age.
Though long as dust they lie beyond Time's doors,
In strength of verse, the poet's voice endures.
Foresight by Loresinger by Dead-PoetsSociety, literature
Literature
Foresight by Loresinger
Not 'til the undergrowth is broken through
Can the tree's real splendor be shown.
Yet such growth, by fate, is forced to hide,
Intrusive hands hold it locked inside;
Through vines the tree's height cannot be known.
Only a shard of beauty's truth prevails,
Life's certain only in what is seen.
What is, is not, 'til eyes proclaim
Change brought by sight, yet in truth, the same
As ever is and e'er has been.
Grace of evening gives way to dawn,
Obscures the heavens from our sight.
Sun's light shall reign, the stars' power remove.
Watchful eyes dim; as dark grows above
We look not toward the mystery of night!
For so much here upon the
Promessa by Silma885 by Dead-PoetsSociety, literature
Literature
Promessa by Silma885
Promessa
Taglia un cavo
se lega il tuo cuore
ma non tagliar mai
il cavo dell'amore.
Un tempo eran lettere,
attesa, segni di fumo.
Ora onde radio, luce,
elettroni. E' amore.
E' amore, qui e ora,
ciò che sento per lei
che è lontana, lontana...
Angelo amato, non temere.
Un freddo schermo
non è un abbraccio,
non è due labbra, un bacio.
Ma ti troverò, prima o poi.
And you will rush to me,
I will hold you in my arms.
I will greet you with a kiss,
The first time, my only love.
Welcome fellow poets and dreamers... this is a community for whoever wants to pay an artistic tribute to the great poets of the past such as John Keats and Percy B. Shelley... :blackrose:
WE WELCOME VISUAL ARTS AS WELL AS LITERATURE: photography, paintings and manips can be inspired by poems too!! =)
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Benvenuti cari poeti e sognatori... questa è una comunità per tutti coloro che vogliono rendere omaggio a grandi poeti del passato come John Keats e Percy B. Shelley... :blackrose:
SONO BENVENUTE DA NOI ANCHE LE OPERE GRAFICHE OLTRE CHE L