Poesie in inglese

The world around is getting darker and darker
And I feel like I can't breathe anymore

Oscure angels follow me everywhere
And I can't escape
Coz everything I do they're always behind me
To remind me I don't have to be happy
Coz I'm not allowed to feel good

Pain, agony, the hell...
They live inside me by now
And nobody can save me

Why don't you show and come to confort me?

   1 commenti     di: Valentina Turchi

I am the Queen.
I never wanted to be,
all I wanted was freedom,
free to live my life as I wanted.
But my heart was ripped out of my chest.
No one will ever love me.
The only one who did,
is long gone.
I stare at the mirror,
my brown eyes lost their sparkling,
cold, empty, lonely.
I am the Queen.
If they do not love me,
they will learn to fear me.
Ice,
grain after grain,
circling my

   0 commenti     di: Regina Ghiglietti

As long as i keep on walking
Through the fog of my feelings,
You do not need to love me.

I can’t figure out,
Our words,
Our speeches,
Our kisses.
Every princess deserves a prince, as per tale...
I do not have horses and castles,
Not even sparkling swords to defend green Lands;
I look cute in “blue” though!


Let yourself go.
Let’ s chase what our lips and our clothes,
H

   2 commenti     di: Marco Percolla

She's gone on the boat
the storm is out
and the night is coming.
She's gone on the boat
the winter wind
makes the sails tense
and she'll be always young.

But in this heart of darkness
our hope lies lost and torn,
now she's gone fearless
and there's no hope anymore.

Pain and Glory
hand in hand,
a sacrifice
the highest price.
Due to the poison in her chest
with a whisper she's go

   3 commenti     di: Erica C.

In memoria di Jackie Stafford
amica inglese ( traduzione )

Mab
is the Queen
of the Fairies;
on her spider-legged chariot
she jumps
from one night to another
beyond the limits
of the time allowed,
crossing
all lovers' minds
to make them dream
of Love.
Mab
is the Queen
of tricks;
through the fogs
formed
by the mist of sighs,
she makes the world
drunk of madness,
she weave

   2 commenti     di: Giovanni Cuppari