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
2nd Nov 2011 3:36pm
2nd Nov 2011 3:36pm
The flayed walls of our souls
Do not catch your sleep
with the television on
the infamy of latest news
will feed your nightmares
In a bath of anxiety
between the sheets
drenched in sweat
and arousal each time
it is more painful
The sirens have torn
the silence of night
continuously, tirelessly
everything falling apart
A kind of malediction
asleep in the dark
awake in the dark
suffering our human condition
But during the day,
there's nothing to see
the sun appears
less and...
with the television on
the infamy of latest news
will feed your nightmares
In a bath of anxiety
between the sheets
drenched in sweat
and arousal each time
it is more painful
The sirens have torn
the silence of night
continuously, tirelessly
everything falling apart
A kind of malediction
asleep in the dark
awake in the dark
suffering our human condition
But during the day,
there's nothing to see
the sun appears
less and...
935 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2011 2:28pm
2nd Nov 2011 2:28pm
Fall in eternal regret
We wake up suddenly
when dream to precipitate
but yesterday I could not awaken
and continued to fall
in to the void
Then her hands gripped me
Her face was beaming
and the pallor of death
had left her cheeks
"Come on love," he pleaded
"little effort and you are safe
we will stay together
you and me, for eternity"
I tried
groping, fumbling
but ultimately lost the taking
and again the fall
in the icy darkness
I glimpsed her desperate face
away, lost forever
the story of my life...
when dream to precipitate
but yesterday I could not awaken
and continued to fall
in to the void
Then her hands gripped me
Her face was beaming
and the pallor of death
had left her cheeks
"Come on love," he pleaded
"little effort and you are safe
we will stay together
you and me, for eternity"
I tried
groping, fumbling
but ultimately lost the taking
and again the fall
in the icy darkness
I glimpsed her desperate face
away, lost forever
the story of my life...
888 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
28th Oct 2011 8:41pm
28th Oct 2011 8:41pm
To the white heat
Divide the world into winners and losers
is stupid, obsolete, hateful
average people is worried
into being deemed successful
EXISTING however is not a game
where one can win
the whole of humanity is losing
for the minority of murderers,
those considered as winners,
who are sucking out our time
and wiping out planet's life
Anarchism is the best,
but humanity is not prepared
The fire that burns inside of me
does not turn off,
agonizes,
but does not turn off ...
is stupid, obsolete, hateful
average people is worried
into being deemed successful
EXISTING however is not a game
where one can win
the whole of humanity is losing
for the minority of murderers,
those considered as winners,
who are sucking out our time
and wiping out planet's life
Anarchism is the best,
but humanity is not prepared
The fire that burns inside of me
does not turn off,
agonizes,
but does not turn off ...
832 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Oct 2011 4:17pm
25th Oct 2011 4:17pm
Judges and sinners
Who mentions others only for their sins, disgusts me
Sinners should be more understanding of the saints
Thoughts of our Demones against whom we are fighting,
it's so easy to lose our way
I control my desires I have almost always get it
almost always ...
Sometimes I wake with a hangover overwhelming
without remembering what I did yesterday
Body and soul torn with wounds.
In the end only a desire for forgiveness and compassion
for who wanders through the leaf and desire for self-destruction
allows me to keep...
Sinners should be more understanding of the saints
Thoughts of our Demones against whom we are fighting,
it's so easy to lose our way
I control my desires I have almost always get it
almost always ...
Sometimes I wake with a hangover overwhelming
without remembering what I did yesterday
Body and soul torn with wounds.
In the end only a desire for forgiveness and compassion
for who wanders through the leaf and desire for self-destruction
allows me to keep...
791 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2011 00:47am
23rd Oct 2011 00:47am
The ground on which you walked
I looked at your photos again
a thousand times I've done
and as always, I was transported
I noticed the picture where you are near the door,
short skirts, high heels and your wonderful legs covered in nylon
I desired be close to them and was done with mind
I followed the tips of the fingers the sweet curve of your calves
I slightly touched with lips.
I found your fragrance to inale,
and I would have been enough
to be the ground on which you walked
a thousand times I've done
and as always, I was transported
I noticed the picture where you are near the door,
short skirts, high heels and your wonderful legs covered in nylon
I desired be close to them and was done with mind
I followed the tips of the fingers the sweet curve of your calves
I slightly touched with lips.
I found your fragrance to inale,
and I would have been enough
to be the ground on which you walked
827 reads
4 Comments
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