A happy moment in the rain

I close my eyes. I forget.
Raindrops wash me away into oblivion.
I take a deep breath and exhale all regrets.
Ready for the blessing, for the liberating rain…
And there it goes again..beautiful clouds
Cool drops sparkling in the air..
Are they falling down or am I flying
to meet them there
in the reign of clouds
Where everything is so simple, so beautiful
So silent, so potent, so easy to take..
I take it all in..
Eyes closed..against the world..
With the rain, to take away the pain
the needless needles piercing me for days
On end..it’s over, it’s over and it’s gone..
And I will dance again
I will dream of the stars again
I will fly, I will laugh, I will cry
Across the dimensions
Across the milky way…

In another world
Where you run your fingers
through my wet hair
where you take me in your arms
and we laugh over the pouring rain
whirling together
choosing every step
to coincide with the puddles on the street
when our eyes meet..
And this rainy moment creates a memory
for me to cherish, for you to keep.

Then I open my eyes and I remember..
Luckily the rain won’t give me away.

Notte sfumata

Due mondi diversi
raggio di buio e ombra di luce
due posti per i dispersi
disperati, compositori di sfumati versi
Cacciatori di aquiloni di carta bruciata nel giardino
Dove il vento riposa le ali del respiro.

Siedimi accanto. Pensiero ospite
da lontano, lontano
Ti offro pane, sale, vino..
Tavola piena, occhi tristi, stanchi, chiusi..
Non vagare nella mia mente invano
Non c’é niente lì per te.
Non lasciarci delusi
Perché so che non ci sei
E il mio pensiero non ti è estraneo
Curiosità sana..tutto qui.
Raccontati. Saziami.

Dopo un po’ passa tutto.Persino la illusione
che tutto fosse reale.
Il desiderio inganna la mente, mi fa pensare così
Poi il cervello si annoia, si abitua di te.
Il pensiero diventa strano..

Finite le bottiglie di vino
La noia entra piano piano
La brezza leggera si sveglia e alza la cenere
Residuo disperso di una notte immaginata
Dita incrociate
Occhi chiusi, sorgenti di lacrime.
Senza perché.
Cercati. Trovami.
Magari fosse cosi semplice.

Way too close

And we all fell under the spell

Of the glorious sight in the sky that night

No one could tell, no one knew well,

The source of the light, the burning rites

Of the fight of celestial proportions about to swell

Into rivers of stellar fires burning across the sky

Stars exploding, rising on high

Setting chaos free. No more harmony.

We looked on paralyzed. We didn't blink.

Not a word, nothing to think

about but look on in a daze.

Wait and see. Would the powerful blaze

Graze our planet and make us fly

Into tiny atoms across the sky

Shattering thus a million dreams

Of grandeur and certainty.

Or would it go away. A warning sign

Of arbitrary mighty power. Absolute.

Supreme.

Where no promised saviours ever arrive.

And not even a stir of echo

Not a corner left to keep

A shade, a trace of memory.

Burnt. Destroyed. Annihilated.

Resonating emptiness.

Bouncing between cooling, burnt, airless rocks.

And then nothing.

The blazing dawn of the Sun that came too close.

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First impressions

The first impressions about the little book..by Paolo Melissi


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