#Poetry:”Pessimist’s Optimism”.

Click here if you want to rad original version: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/05/25/poesiaottimismo-pessimo/

I’m optimisitic,

but pretty pessimist.

Whan I don’t see optmistic things happen.

I’m kinda in a mist,

I know.

I don’t rely on hope,

too abstract, to create a rope.

What Can I do, then?
can I foce? Nope.

Maybe I could ask the Pope.

I hope everything could get better:
“is not that bad”; I say to myself,

but I know the first thing, and the latter.

So what Can I say?
Do I live hoping for the best,

or expecting the worst?

It always ahppens at the same time,

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#Poetry:”What the fuck do I know about #Love?”

Italain verison: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/05/09/poesiache-cazzo-ne-so-dellamore/


What do I know about love,

In the end?

It’s right,

I’m not the only jerk to believe it,

or the only one who does not lie to himself.

I’m the only one that loves,

while everyone has decided to hate.

What do I know about love?

Who knows.

Yet there is something in the heart,

something that’s good for you,

something that hurts.

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#Poetry:”It’s Passed”.

Italian version here: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/04/11/poesiae-passata/


It’s passed,

like her,

she passed.

I can’t fix, like in the coldplay song,

I fix myself.

She finally passed,

maybe it lasted too long, maybe too little,

who cares?

It is certainly not the time taken to define things …

And now I understand it well, even for me.

She’s gone … Really, this time.

I keep thinking about it for a while, but without exaggerating.

I will wait, who knows in life you never know,

just as it is not known if you will return.

I take it for granted that you will never talk to me …

It doesn’t matter where you stay, where you will go.

The important thing is the goal you set yourself in life, in the end.

As big as they may seem, which then become smaller and smaller with commitment,

how to do the marathon, the finish line, in short.

It is passing and will pass more and more with the passage of time.

And it’s better this way because in case I ever see you again,

we should no longer think about the past,

I hope you will always be well.