Cold dead bones In a cold dead bed With a cold dead sheet And boney cold flowers Hideous freezing memories Rising from the dead Gravestones whistling loudly People praying silently Mourning words of peace Finding madness instead -Stefania AdvertisementsRead More Cold.
I started to talk with Haniah by chance, it happened in a foggy day of November and I still remember when I was the notifications and noticed that she liked all my poems, I was really surprised! She sent me a message then and we got along instantly. I checked her profile and I opened […]Read More “A girl with schizophrenia” -Haniah Hamzah
J’ai des rêves Mais maintenant sont poussière, J’ai des idées Mais maintenant sont paroles, Paroles que je n’explique pas car il sont dures et difficiles, Paroles d’espoir Mais paroles de souffrance. J’ai rêvé l’or et l’argent, J’ai rêvé les Dieux Et le hibou Q’à le tombée de la nuit M’annonce la sagesse Et l’esprit de […]Read More Rêves
Porcelain spilled all over the sea Floating lightly Your white heart lost in the waves Fragile as it is Following the storms Revolving all around Trying to recompose From the light and thunder Shattered into pieces Don’t forget to read my book “The shadow through” on Wattpad, especially if you want to read more […]Read More Porcelain
▶️Petricor-Ludovico Einaudi The light is fading Slowly as it seems The ray of a fallen star. Shadows are mourning And the dark is pouring From a small hole In the brightest sky. Leaves are leaving Like sunken dreams Apart at the seams. This is one of my poems from my book on Wattpad! If you […]Read More Seams
White pages And dark lines Mixed with entities That I can’t define But they show in front of me Telling me how to live In a black page Don’t forget to read my book “The shadow through” on Wattpad, especially if you want to read more poems! Ai miei lettori italiani. Vi andrebbe di […]Read More Black and white