16 May 2013
Dedicated to all of you...
For once I will not write a poem or prose, but a couple of lines dedicated to those who follow me and to whom I give you my affection and love.
For a long time I am writing to tell the world that love is beautiful and we must love to be loved. I have always dedicated words and pictures or music to all those who follow me for the sheer pleasure of communicating. Well today I want to dedicate my blog to all the people like me, who love and respect women in all possible forms, and to whom dedicated to me own freedom...
I created this blog to share with the pure form of the youth of today my experiences and my feelings, so that we can convey the web forever what I feel about for a special one, who made sure that my life would open the world, really giving me an infinite love. Thanking to one of you who read me now, I feel myself like a complete man now, and I wish more people could participate in this inner well-being that a man feels, when it respects and loves his woman. So, from today, I will do the best to share with my youngers and not only, poems and music yes, but experiences als well. If someone doesn't like this....well, no problem, thanks for entering in my blog and good bye!
Grazie.
Per tutto.
Misha
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27 March 2013
More and more...
More you are distant from me
and more I am near you
feeling sensations impossible to describe
More you are silent with me
and more I talk to you
understanding the impossibility to be silent like you
But your kisses are with me
while I am far from you
and you words arrive like ocean waves
to tell me you love me
in the dark and in the silence
Our dark
our silence
We together
always
26 March 2013
25 March 2013
One of my preferred poetry...
Distant Time
I know not from what distant time
thou art ever coming nearer to meet me.
Thy sun and stars can never keep thee hidden from me for aye.
In many a morning and eve thy footsteps have been heard
and thy messenger has come within my heart and called me in secret.
I know not only why today my life is all astir,
and a feeling of tremulous joy is passing through my heart.
It is as if the time were come to wind up my work,
and I feel in the air a faint smell of thy sweet presence.
thou art ever coming nearer to meet me.
Thy sun and stars can never keep thee hidden from me for aye.
In many a morning and eve thy footsteps have been heard
and thy messenger has come within my heart and called me in secret.
I know not only why today my life is all astir,
and a feeling of tremulous joy is passing through my heart.
It is as if the time were come to wind up my work,
and I feel in the air a faint smell of thy sweet presence.
to permit my World to know a real love poetry
Face To Face
Day after day, O lord of my life,
Shall I stand before thee face to face.
With folded hands, O lord of all worlds,
Shall I stand before thee face to face.
Under the great sky in solitude and silence,
With humble heart shall I stand before thee face to face.
In this laborious world of sin, tumultuous with toil
And with struggle, among hurrying crowds
Shall I stand before thee face to face.
And when my work shall be done in this world,
O King of kings, alone and speechless
Shall I stand before thee face to face.
Rabindranath Tagore
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