Categoria: world poetry

it’s just spontaneuous and unexpected, as the world when it offers you, finally, all and everything.

VIOLET

world poetry
In your day you are looking far away in the sky, looking for un profumo, un ricordo nuovo, una luce che credevi per sempre persa. Scosti dal volto un’ombra e dalla tua grotta lanci il grido irrisolto di sempre. Oh, Gott wo bist du? Warum ist hier immer so dunkel? …

vivisezione

world poetry
The sharks are still feeding from my still bleeding Wunden und ich warte noch auf meinem persönlichen Wunder dennoch my heart got much brighter and I know now how to swim in the thunders to reach my own truths e le sacre sorgenti. Mi hanno insegnato not to believe dennoch …

living rooms ohne doors

world poetry
Can’t you see the pain in my veins? Can you feel the past in my ruins? Can you sentire la mia pancia che prova ad essere Grande come una parola ma sempre tace ed è sempre sola? Ad ogni passo posso sentire il distacco ma scelgo di andare oggi incontro …

our Playtimespaces

world poetry
I sold my past chains to get free, to get in the veins new blood and the energy um zu Leben, to sustain this big huge Present I received yesterday. So I have this Yoga Lehrerin like an old Hollywood star and at the Hairdresser’s I do feel very wichtig …

drops

world poetry
Sposto montagne per cambiare il corso del fiume I keep on dancing when the stars are down and the lightning shines to break me Kennst du auch dieses Buch wo die Bärchen lächeln und the story tells always the same old truth? Davanti al fiume dorme una grossa pietra ferma …

Phoenix

world poetry
Perdere la fiducia e ritrovarla sulla strada di casa, come la strada di casa. The sky was falling and I was down waiting for the sorrow to be true ma quando il cielo mi travolse fu subito Paradiso e la sola verità la porto in viso come si porta un …

AZUL

world poetry
There was a time Wann werden wir endlich estinti? Lichtwesen eravamo ed eravamo tanti, ai confini del cosmo, a tuffarci nel fiume che ci avrebbe dipinto. Raccontiamo storie. We tell about the colours and the shapes, we tell about the shades. Aquamarine to the sky or cerulean memories of a …

in a glass of wine

world poetry
Last night I asked the Universe how can I help the seasons and how can I tell humanity the infinite Love? The Universe replied with a sound of pain and sorrow and asked me back why do you worry? I stopped worrying and felt lonely so the Universe brought me …