Archivi tag: love poetry

RIGHTFUL INDIGNATION (AND JUSTIFIABLE FORCE)

di PoetaMatusèl

 

 

You are like a princess in a fairy tale,
unlawfully imprisoned in a dismal life
that should never be the existence of one
so very lovely, tender, loving creature!
And I feel like that strong, mighty knight
that can save you from all those unnatural,
cruel, forced, compulsory surroundings.
To take you far away, to a life unknown,
but full of joy, of sunsets without sorrow,
of mornings without pain – but only smiles.
Yet I would need to come forcibly to take
you from their clutches, maybe with tanks
and helicopters and every modern weapon
of destruction, only rightfully used here,
my Love – in your case alone – for a just cause!

 

 

 

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RIGHTFUL INDIGNATION (AND JUSTIFIABLE FORCE)

 

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SAILING SEPARATE SEAS

di PoetaMatusèl

 

 

For Lisa

 

Today I felt in my nostrils
the powerful smell of the sea,
but, sweetheart, it wasn’t that sea
where we both strolled together,
along dimly-lit beaches of hope,
where for instants I dreamed that
you could be the whole universe –
and nothing more beautiful, ever!

Today that same sea takes me far,
oh! so very distantly far from you,
like a new mermaid that lures me
towards unknown, remote, dangerous
waters, or uncharted dunes in the desert,
where a final destiny – an end-of-the-line –
impatiently ambushes impossible dreams…

 

 

 

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SAILING SEPARATE SEAS

 

 

 

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TO HELL WITH SILLY OLD SAYINGS!

di PoetaMatusèl

 

 

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder,
but I would rather say my heart is suffering,
not knowing if or when it may be feasible
for us to meet in flesh and bones, not ether.

They say that love – if true – is unrequited,
but I prefer the notion that you love me,
were it even for the shortest of all seasons.

They say the fire of love, once it is lit,
burns out inexorably, faster than a comet;
yet I choose to disregard silly old sayings,
and let your fire consume me with its flames,
incinerating the dark forests of my soul –

so that after you no Love may ever follow!

 

 

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TO HELL WITH SILLY OLD SAYINGS!

 

 

 

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POETS ARE PRETTY GOOD AT THEM!

di PoetaMatusèl

 

 

Why should the two of us ever have met,
defying all statistical fate and probability?
We didn’t have to sail Mediterranean Seas
(our beloved and yet bloody Mare Nostrum),
nor did we have to climb the Atlas Mountains,
nor cross your deadly yet fascinating deserts…
It took few clicks to get together in the ether,
but now I dream of you in scenes geographical,
compare your skin to moons of unknown beauty,
and promise we shall meet in The Bard’s theatres!
So, is it Love, or simply Spanish castles in the air?

 

 

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POETS ARE PRETTY GOOD AT THEM!

 

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“Yes Yes” – di Charles Bukowski

di PoetaMatusèl

Roxane & GuidoCuoco - M. Rite 2004 - Foto Silva Cattarin

 

“Sì Sì” – Io la leggerei così:

 

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“Sì Sì” – di Charles Bukowski

 

 

E l’originale inglese – “Yes Yes” – così:

 

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“Yes Yes” – by Charles Bukowski

 

Tutto l'Universo - Foto Guido Comin