Submissions by Luca (Luca Della Casa)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
For an Italian it is difficult (or impossible) to make poetry in English, I can only try to translate my stuff from my original language, hoping and wishing to improve. I will be above all an enthusiastic reader.
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2014 11:53pm
22nd Feb 2014 11:53pm
blindness knows no colors
We could close our eyes
on the ugliness of the world
and pretend nothing...
But the blindness
does not know the real colors
only imaginary shades.
Light and color are oddities
in the universe
of our existence,
we enjoy their presence
but we are
overwhelmed by the darkness,
wrapped in a grim reality.
There is a dark side in us
and we have to accept it,
if we aspire to survive
in a sort of equilibrium.
We could close our eyes
on the ugliness of the world
and pretend nothing...
But the blindness...
on the ugliness of the world
and pretend nothing...
But the blindness
does not know the real colors
only imaginary shades.
Light and color are oddities
in the universe
of our existence,
we enjoy their presence
but we are
overwhelmed by the darkness,
wrapped in a grim reality.
There is a dark side in us
and we have to accept it,
if we aspire to survive
in a sort of equilibrium.
We could close our eyes
on the ugliness of the world
and pretend nothing...
But the blindness...
1551 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Jan 2014 1:30am
27th Jan 2014 1:30am
Shades in the shadows
There are many shades in the shadows
And it is undeniable that the drops of color,
infinitesimal as they are,
stand out wonderfully
on the most intense black.
Arrived at the terminus
we descend tired and bewildered
With a heart of ice
and emotions to zero,
go up on our parked car
where to go, then?
If only the pain would fade away
this internal pain, which bends us.
We may have lost the strength,
the last fragment of hope,
in this non-life?
Gloomy thoughts in which I often neglect.
Depression, repression,...
And it is undeniable that the drops of color,
infinitesimal as they are,
stand out wonderfully
on the most intense black.
Arrived at the terminus
we descend tired and bewildered
With a heart of ice
and emotions to zero,
go up on our parked car
where to go, then?
If only the pain would fade away
this internal pain, which bends us.
We may have lost the strength,
the last fragment of hope,
in this non-life?
Gloomy thoughts in which I often neglect.
Depression, repression,...
1499 reads
11 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Aug 2013 10:20am
7th Aug 2013 10:20am
chicara no oyo
I woke up on the promontory
that was already daylight.
I walked into the night,
following the ghost of Maite
up to a forest of Juniperus.
The country was far below,
I could see the tiny houses;
as I had been able to ascend
the steep trail in the dark,
was a mystery.
I remembered in flashes
of being helped by the wind.
The wind saved me again
and gave me the strength
I thought I had lost.
"Few manifestations of energy on earth
are as powerful as the wind. "
Said Maite, indicating the Juniperus trees...
that was already daylight.
I walked into the night,
following the ghost of Maite
up to a forest of Juniperus.
The country was far below,
I could see the tiny houses;
as I had been able to ascend
the steep trail in the dark,
was a mystery.
I remembered in flashes
of being helped by the wind.
The wind saved me again
and gave me the strength
I thought I had lost.
"Few manifestations of energy on earth
are as powerful as the wind. "
Said Maite, indicating the Juniperus trees...
1591 reads
13 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th May 2013 8:13pm
20th May 2013 8:13pm
Music for flayed souls
It's Monday ... take it easy.
As often happens, on MONDAY,
we ask ourselves
all those unanswered questions...
while we are in our
offices, homes, workshops, or
in line at the employment agency ...
As often happens, especially on MONDAY,
some of us fall apart,
perhaps is due to the times we live in,
times that passes ...
without any apparent sense
and the things of this world,
doesn't seem to want to straighten up.
And yet we have to find the strength
a fragment of light
to help us to...
As often happens, on MONDAY,
we ask ourselves
all those unanswered questions...
while we are in our
offices, homes, workshops, or
in line at the employment agency ...
As often happens, especially on MONDAY,
some of us fall apart,
perhaps is due to the times we live in,
times that passes ...
without any apparent sense
and the things of this world,
doesn't seem to want to straighten up.
And yet we have to find the strength
a fragment of light
to help us to...
1617 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
29th Apr 2013 4:28am
29th Apr 2013 4:28am
Random fragments of love
The thought of man is an abyss
of madness and predatory egoism
with random fragments of love,
tenderness and compassion:
shreds of the divine essence
that lies below,
into the abyss of the soul
and that only by chance,
rise to the surface
The male weakness
horrible, indefensible:
male biology,
more hell than heaven;
happiness and torment.
No woman
should prefer to be born man,
change menstruation
and the pains of childbirth
to receive in return
the deaf and poignant ...
of madness and predatory egoism
with random fragments of love,
tenderness and compassion:
shreds of the divine essence
that lies below,
into the abyss of the soul
and that only by chance,
rise to the surface
The male weakness
horrible, indefensible:
male biology,
more hell than heaven;
happiness and torment.
No woman
should prefer to be born man,
change menstruation
and the pains of childbirth
to receive in return
the deaf and poignant ...
1513 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
31st Mar 2013 00:41am
31st Mar 2013 00:41am
Crazed sirens howling through the city in search of Ulysses
The dust layer,
the huge layer of dust
which accumulates above the heart ...
That can't be due
to the passage of time,
to life
Our society is dying,
a good makedup corpse
and presentable
The end of the world?
There is already a new one on the way.
There are more homeless children
in the streets
than available schools.
There are more police
than nurses.
One can buy everything
in this "wonderful" place
where heaven and death
kissing on the street
globalization devours everything,
spits it...
the huge layer of dust
which accumulates above the heart ...
That can't be due
to the passage of time,
to life
Our society is dying,
a good makedup corpse
and presentable
The end of the world?
There is already a new one on the way.
There are more homeless children
in the streets
than available schools.
There are more police
than nurses.
One can buy everything
in this "wonderful" place
where heaven and death
kissing on the street
globalization devours everything,
spits it...
2526 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jan 2013 11:03pm
19th Jan 2013 11:03pm
And finally explode into a thousand fragments of stars
and it was as we wished:
slowly, thoroughly
and with infinite gentleness.
It was like slipping into a cloud,
soak in a warm water lake,
floating in the pink sky at dawn,
pulsate in the same celestial body
She finally broke down
and indulged in tears
in my arms.
We were so intertwined
for a while, in silence,
trying to delete
the coldness, emptiness and abandonment
that plagued both.
I do not remember if my mouth sought her
or was her mouth sought mine;
perhaps it was something of both.
We found ourselves,...
slowly, thoroughly
and with infinite gentleness.
It was like slipping into a cloud,
soak in a warm water lake,
floating in the pink sky at dawn,
pulsate in the same celestial body
She finally broke down
and indulged in tears
in my arms.
We were so intertwined
for a while, in silence,
trying to delete
the coldness, emptiness and abandonment
that plagued both.
I do not remember if my mouth sought her
or was her mouth sought mine;
perhaps it was something of both.
We found ourselves,...
2816 reads
18 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Oct 2012 2:52am
21st Oct 2012 2:52am
Paradise is an eternal orgasm with your beloved
1937 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Sep 2012 2:25pm
24th Sep 2012 2:25pm
Pleasure and pain infinite
Let yourself go, do not resist:
jump into the abyss.
Do not fear the darkness,
I'll be there, at the bottom
waiting for you.
Her impertinent glance...
the Lady was considering me
with a mocking grin
she expressed that my vote
wouldn't reach the sufficiency.
I hated and wished her immediately
with foolishness and transport,
contemplating her tapered calves,
her full and perfect lips.
She despised me, of course,
I thought about how it would be
handcuff that insolent ...
jump into the abyss.
Do not fear the darkness,
I'll be there, at the bottom
waiting for you.
Her impertinent glance...
the Lady was considering me
with a mocking grin
she expressed that my vote
wouldn't reach the sufficiency.
I hated and wished her immediately
with foolishness and transport,
contemplating her tapered calves,
her full and perfect lips.
She despised me, of course,
I thought about how it would be
handcuff that insolent ...
4854 reads
18 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jul 2012 5:58pm
18th Jul 2012 5:58pm
The sorrow of an eternal loss
Our names
I wrote in the sand
then I got lost in the sea
a look towards the ocean
which so well represents
the lapse of our existence
Dawn found us, one day,
embraced and sinking
after a stormy night
as an unexpected melody
announced the soft glow
on the night of our souls
A desperate love
has grown strongly,
overcoming the fears
and distrust,
new delusions
and abyssal relapses
How many obstacles
and doubts
have we overcome?
I wished to offer you
something better,
of this dragging...
I wrote in the sand
then I got lost in the sea
a look towards the ocean
which so well represents
the lapse of our existence
Dawn found us, one day,
embraced and sinking
after a stormy night
as an unexpected melody
announced the soft glow
on the night of our souls
A desperate love
has grown strongly,
overcoming the fears
and distrust,
new delusions
and abyssal relapses
How many obstacles
and doubts
have we overcome?
I wished to offer you
something better,
of this dragging...
1572 reads
17 Comments
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