The snow
resting
on my shoulders,
has frozen
by the wind of December
and it will not be
the sun of spring
to dissolve it.
My breath
condenses
into a bleak cloud,
which carries
my spirit,
leaving my body
cold and numb.
My tears
will not ease
my wounds,
but they will be confused
with falling snow.
Poem (C): Me
GIF (C): GIPHY
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La neve
appoggiata
sulle mie spalle,
si è ghiacciata
dal vento di Dicembre
e non sarà il sole
di primavera
a scioglierlo.
Il mio respiro
si condensa
in una fosca nube,
che porta con sé
il mio spirito,
lasciando il mio corpo
freddo e intorpidito.
Le mie lacrime
non allevieranno
le mie ferite,
ma si confonderanno
con la neve cadente.
Poem (C): Me
GIF (C):...
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For this Christmas I want to give you a little suggestions:
To your friends, family and dear ones give them a poem, that you can express your affection.
It’s Heartwarming but also is faster and customized.
For more informations contact me through my Twitter (https://twitter.com/QuitadamoMarta) and my Instagram account (https://instagram.com/poetryslair)
Happy Christmas to everyone!!
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I am not afraid
at the sight
of your bleeding eyes
and empty orbits .
I feel serenity
from the heat
of your light,
and the warmth of the candles
placed on your head
like a crown.
I’m not terrified
towards your skull
that ghostly wanders
in the darkness of the night,
and the winter breeze.
I am enraptured
By the ancient melodies
that come...
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Non provo paura
alla vista
dei tuoi occhi sanguinanti
e le orbite vuote.
Provo serenità
dal calore
della tua luce,
e dal calore delle candele
poste sulla tua testa
come una corona.
Non provo terrore
verso il tuo teschio
Che vaga spettrale
tra il buio della notte,
e la brezza dell’inverno.
Sono rapita
dalle antiche melodie
che escono dalla tua bocca,
e volteggiano nell’aria
come...
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Commission: Poetry
In on the occasion of Christmas, I would like to remind you that I’m at your complete disposal to write a poem for you, to be used as an original gift for your loved ones.
For more informations, you can contact me on:
- a DM on my Twitter (https://twitter.com/QuitadamoMarta) and Instagram account (https://instagram.com/poetryslair)
Or
- Vist my Ko-fi...
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Her eyes
bleed on a plate,
but it does not appease
the bitter cold,
and the hunger
that consumes
my body,
and shortens
my breath
but it doesn’t scare me.
The flames of the white candles
resting on her crown
warm my flesh,
and the light of the sun
that follows her path,
brings my soul
into the infinity of Paradise.
Poem (C): Me
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I suoi occhi
sanguinano su un piatto,
ma questo non placa
il freddo pungente,
e la fame che consuma
Il mio corpo,
e accorcia il mio respiro
che si disperde nell’aria,
ma non mi spaventa.
Le fiamme delle candide candele
posate sulla sua corona
riscaldano le miei carni,
E la luce del sole
che segue il suo cammino,
Porta la mia anima
nell’infinità del Paradiso....
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