Madame Curie
Madame Curie, 2017
Flight
clouds rebounding in a cherry red
charming sunset
start singin’ a lullaby
follow
follow me
don’t be afraid
of what i’m telling
it’s just
an odd tale
of many life
which live the same
look at
look at me
and try to
lose yourself in
this imagination
meeting with
real life
Slow Lace
without reason.
while the music rhythm bring us so near and everything is beautiful
and easy
RIT Vuoto
discover a new world has always a special fascination
and expectations grow
chit chat pretending shyness but only mask the desire
to stay together
RIT : i’m just swimming for survive
cryin’ a lot but still desire
so weak while waiting for
the precious thing you really adore
SP: Do you remember the sea
while dawn, by the time marked the end
just getting lost without knowing why and thinking of the future,
neither of us care
the words are over soon leaving space to the desire to fully enjoy
this unique moment
RIT : i’m just swimming for survive
cryin’ a lot but still desire
so weak while waiting for
the precious thing you really adore
big whide eyes that meet in a colorful and crowded confusion
they seek without reason.
RIT : i’m just swimming for survive
cryin’ a lot but still desire
so weak while waiting for
the precious thing you really adore
Sad
1 : stolen kisses under a street light-lamp
The noise of heels echoes in the alleyway
It’s the same boring story
Nothing really hard to forget
Black sheets wrap you up until morning
wrap you up until morning
vocale
1 (7) +1 who’se the next one in your phone book
Choose it carefully while eating crumbs
Lick your sweet and salty fingers
Getting lost in memories
A handprint on a misted window
That fleeting date just
Made the lipstick smudge
Vocale
1 : Shake your head And stop this vision
. what annoying waste of time
. by now the story is the same with all of them
. nobody leaves its mark in the ice
Black Orchid
what i’m feelin’ – remains choked
between a dilated pupil – and a moment of infinity
is not a sound, it doesn’t make noise
as when i braid my shiny hair
it is a passion that overwhelms me, a sweet rage
look at me
i live like a black orchid
that blooms
showing all its gloomy beauty
flows fast like fire on a trickle of fuel
but always without a noise
a freeze-frame on several ceilings
sometimes the stars, sometimes darkness
look at me
i live like a black orchid
that blooms
showing all its gloomy beauty
but soon achieve
her sleep like other flowers
remember me
for the dark veins of soul
look at me
i live like a black orchid
that blooms
showing all its gloomy beauty
but soon achieve
her sleep like other flowers
remember me
for the dark veins of soul
Closure
A black-winged cupid
of pain shooted arrows
without missing the mark
he knows where to aim
Absence, emptyness and loneliness are his
more powerful darts
Those that, year after year pierced the soul
Closing is still an option
Close all blinds around me
close the eyes and make darkness,
close the communication,
close always remains an option
close the mouth for silence
Close connection to the outside
Close all blinds around me
Until…after an indefinite
time span a glimmer peeks out
again And everything go ahead as usual
With hours, days, opportunities
I could better say that maybe
Started to be active in those glimmer again
Closing is still an option
Close all blinds around me
close the eyes and make darkness,
close the communication,
close always remains an option
close the mouth for silence
Close connection to the outside
Close all blinds around me
Omen
I could look beyond
and believe that everything will be coloured again
And lightness invades my soul
The truth is that over the years
Darkness stood here just around
the corner
Watching me, sometimes covering
part of the sky
To slowly poison the air
i breathe
And lightness invades my soul
The truth is that over the years
Darkness stood here just around
the corner
A cyanide steam that slowly
permeated every aspect of life.
Many times a bad omen
influenced words and feelings
And manifested itself
every time i tried to ignore it
Now i know it was only
a matter of time
And lightness invades my soul
The truth is that over the years
Darkness stood here just around
the corner
A cyanide steam that slowly
permeated every aspect of life.
Many times a bad omen
influenced words and feelings
And he shooted arrows without missing the mark
A black-winged cupid of pain
Absence, emptyness and loneliness are his more powerful darts
Those that, year after year pierced the soul
Everything around me felt so heavy as a boulder but impalpabile as fog
Closing is still an option
Close the blinds, , close the eyes, close the communication, close the mouth
Close any connection to the outside
Until…after an indefinite time span
A glimmer peeks out again
And everything go ahead as usual
Actually it never stopped doing that
But i often have been watching
Watching while fast and blurry pictures ran
With hours, days, opportunities
I could better say that perhaps
Started to be active in those glimmer again
Every Hug
be aware is what is making you stronger
and allows you to look ahead
too often you confused it with resignation
every time that anger confused the mind
actually you just waisted time
waist and lose time and than regret it
it slowly slips away from your fingers
and crashed to the ground
every time you went away without turning back
even if were dying inside
but you let the distance became an abyss
too dark and deep to be crossed again
every hug you didn’t give
every “I love you” you didn’t say
all these things are by now lost forever
by now lost forever
living in the present seems to be simple
but not for those who suffer the weight
of the past and always looks ahead
without too many illusions
each tile of this mosaic built a hard shell
that will resist to every bad weather
References
.lookout from a speeding car
,while the landscape constantly changes,
. throught a glass stained by raindrops,
everything seems more evanescent
.each path is a wait,
at first seems too long and difficult but
.doing it you realize so many things,
how many shades of blue and gray
.meet and mix between sky and sea,
winking to take more than a thousand
photos .and keep landscapes imprinted, gather
every detail so as not to
. let him get away, tying emotions to
each of them they always
.seem the same but amaze every time
sets the time of each journey
r
.many times I got lost on moving images,
. I have a photo album in mind and many perfumes held
. what the arrival has in store for us is strange
is sad, is a world apart
.better enjoy the scenery follow the the ridges of mountains,
the horizon endless
then closed and intimate sky portions
our piece of heaven
.our bright stars, those seen just before
get confused in the light.
r
.many times I got lost on moving images
.I have a photo album in mind and many perfumes held
.but every time a reference comes everything explodes
.and I relive as if it were happening in that moment
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many times I got lost on moving images
.I have a photo album in mind and many perfumes held
.but every time a reference comes everything explodes
.and I relive as if it were happening in that moment