The living poem

Poets are able to  survive with just a slice of light
And a glass full of hope
Even beyond the knowledge
I bow before the swelter
Paid for creation
Heresy of words
Embracing my mind

In the workshops of my head
Epithets are seeking the nest
Sometimes drinking the nectar of the metaphors
Make love to the muses
Then spreading their echo
In the universe
You know
There's no greater happiness
Then that of the lips kissing
Each heartbeat
Of this living poem

Desideratum

Chased by night
I touched my angel on her right shoulder
With a kiss
The left shoulder shuddered
Searching for a glance
It is true that sometimes
She forgets her wings on a rebel cloud
Light touching heaven
With the power of love
Then , just for a moment
I can see tears in the mirror
Passage of time
Like a butterfly
On the other side
Of silence

Thorn reflections

I've worn you before
Love doesn't really exist
As dreams are just reflections
of ourselves
In the mirror of the night
Don't you dare to deny it
Just watch  hope
Trickling time
As the thorns sprouting a heart
By a fence of phony illusions

Enclosed in silence ( poetic duet with Patrizia Beatini)

The candle has burned the oxygen
Sharing sadness
As the the beggars share
same dreams
in a cold winter night
a loaf of bread
or same tears
in some different eyes

Your hands and mine
the same dreams
gathering the waves from the sea
Cineraceus flames
Crossing the darkness
A lost boat leading nowhere
Out of nothing, God popped out
Spreading love

I started warbling with silence
The only way I could make you mine
Harvesting the night
Enclosed you in my embrace

and so lost
into emptiness
we found freedom

Suture for sadness

All the trees were leafless down there
As the shadows fearing light
Opaque colors painting still life
Words as weapons
Sharpened their blade
On the lips of the heart

The end - a transparent dusk
hungry words
groping thin air
If you turn to me
the disconsolate face of loneliness
will offer suture for your sadness

every whisper as a burden
takes me deeper
beyond heavens
never expected your love to be
so cold
so colorless

Litany of tears

The eyes in the ceiling
seemed heavier now
Walls tighten hi with invisible hands
Ready to clap a new drama called
Live as a disability
Traveling hell with dying stars above
A flight into the 1000 dreams
Memories have been all intact there
Echoes hit by indifference

Love's a snake crept into the bones
Heavy hammers
left bloody footprints
On the sunset meat
A profane pray
In the litany of tears
Caressed his cheeks

Light- an ascension
of the last rite
before his first collapse