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Raquel Martinez Jan 2013
Nel mio cuore,
una fata dorme.
Lungo per i sogni,
sono una povera, piccola ragazza all'interno.
Per fuori, sono una ragazza coraggiosa e matura.

Pero, io non posso fingere che non voglio essere nei miei sogni,
dove si incontra tutto lo che mi piace,
tutto che io voglio.
i principe con gli occhi azzurri,
il castello bianco dove io vivo,
il cavallo bianco,
la carrozza bianca,
tutto bianco.

perche tutto bianco?
forse vedo tutto cosi buio,
crudele,
spietato.
La gente non voglie essere tu amici,
ancora meno riconoscerti.

Vogliono solo guardarti piangere.
Vogliono guardare cuando ti realizza
che non si puoi vivere nei tuoi sogni.
Che non sara' giovane per sempre.
Che non sei piu un bambino.

Prima o dopo,
sarai uno di loro.
amaro e apatico.
non ti sognare.
Non esiste il principe con gli occhi azzuri,
non esiste il castello bianco,
non esiste il cavallo bianco,
non esiste la carrozza bianca.

**Non tutto e' bianco.
Apachi Ram Fatal Jun 2017
the night we stay with Satan\
shore cycles of Karma will swing\
true plink betwix auditorium plunk\
Kin deep wreaking frail grim reap\
Keeping the Peace maker horn\
charmer reborn slumber Sparrow\
swarm base oiling gladness churn\
long face wide zygomorphic burial\
laced golden silence relish relics daze\
tyrance maze efface miraculous Mayans\
fingere lunge literal transliterating Dunya\
          distill animation by God triangulate\
  Panagia onomatopoeia layman infiltratIon\
red writen circuit burnt innocence clipped\
insulant urn of the surgat son\
opening null locking sun in all dials\
primeval mercifulness\
primordial noteworthiness\
may be relieving points for taking\
and giving a flying shackle **** back\
one down pass it around another lie\

shoved down the throat again\
found in the bottomless pit awake it\
() thing worse than being lost when\
it's your Necessities that are looking\
Ain't that the truth although tainted\
Eluding absentmindedly words\
flow retroactively channeling\
purposeful jurisdiction thinking\
actuality is thee meant to be what\

consequently conceptualized where\
attitudes collect pealing aptitude\
manifests inception dictated in\
comforts own skin pretentious\
dictators impose upon Carthage Pillars\
irritatedly prioritizing Pagan fillers\
reflect surround sinners encroach\

exploring Asia Minor capacity inspect delve interest\
coach self linguist design intellect major retrospect\
outspand intrinsically extort distortion awaken\
infernal declarations transmogrify\
straight lines entwine utterance\
embrace praise Raise feathers halo\
  Altitude of the Almighty deity maker\
genuflect bare Manitou provocate heir bait\

albeit Iron Maiden answers prayers fate\
giveth and be not deceived receive\
A divinity Key degree Aleph hook creek\
handling sobbing grief debrief steam decree\
kneeling bleeding evaporate disguised healing\
trees spree free be guarded prophetic maven\
emancipate  to the seventh greet Phoenician Valhalla Heavens\
We haven't left the dark ages
here is hope wishing we will
Marco Bo Aug 2018
under this gray suburban sky
you
look down and wait for sunrise,
close your eyes and curse the fall
mimic a caress and clench your fists
spread water  to start a fire
and pretend to stop it with dry breeze

by this forgotten corner of the universe
as if nothing had, laziness is your excuse to forgive your loneliness
and to pretend not to feel the unbearable pain
dull mask on fragile bones
perfect embroidery on hard stone
.............................

sotto questo grigio cielo suburbano
tu
  guardi in basso e aspetti l'alba,
chiudi gli occhi e maledici la caduta
imiti una carezza e stringi i pugni
spargi acqua per accendere un fuoco
e pretendi di fermarlo con il vento

in questo angolo dimenticato dell'universo
come se nulla fosse, la pigrizia è la tua scusa per perdonare la tua solitudine
e fingere di non sentire il dolore insopportabile
maschera opaca su ossa fragili
ricamo perfetto su dura pietra
Gorba Dec 2024
Perché? Permesso?
Ormai, ci ** pensato un po’
Se non sbaglio
Una notte invece di un anno, una settimana o un giorno
Non a caso
Perché è proprio nel buio
Che un raggio di luce si vede meglio

Una notte per mettere ordine nel mio pensiero
Far sì che in un modo o nell’altro
Io riesca a rivelare il fatto
Che il motivo
Il motivo per cui voglio averti
Alla fine, forse non ce l’**

E penso che vada bene così
Che tutte le cose
Non vadano per forza sempre spiegate
Che se un ragionamento razionale non c’è
Almeno si può fingere che i sassi
Pur di essere presenti
E spesso troppo ingombranti
In realtà, non siano da soli
Che il cervello a volte faccia spazio
A qualcosa che potrebbe essere emozioni
Anzi, sensazioni viscerali
Che, fortunatamente o purtroppo
Rimangono sempre fuori
Di portata, come di solito
I sogni da bambini

E se importasse poco il perché?
Se fosse solo il riflesso dell’amore che stravince?
Che ci fa vivere
Che ci fa sentire
Che ci fa provare
Che ci fa volare
Fra le nuvole

Vita dà vita
Che prima o poi se ne va
Per iniziare un nuovo ciclo
Che persevererà lo stesso
Che tu te ne accorga o meno
Quindi, a volte non ci serve
Torturare la mente
Meglio accettare le cose
Per ciò che sono
In questo caso, il più bel regalo del mondo
Comunque, benvenuto Hugo.
This is my first text in Italian. I've been learning this language for two years now, and the "watershed" moment finally happened last week. Two or three other texts in Italian should follow. Well, if I don't lose on the way, as usually happens. Stay put! Or better, a presto!
Johnny Noiπ Jun 2018
Marcus Aurelius was emperor over the last generation
of classicists and himself a classicist;      In Cruttwell's
view which had not been expressed by Teuffel,
Silver Latin was a "rank, ****-grown garden"
in decline. Cruttwell had already decried what he saw
as a loss of spontaneity             in Golden Latin
[an entirely fictitious phenomena composed               by  
writers of the Latin Silver Age  by fic·ti·tious supposed Golden Latin
authors                            fikˈtiSHəs/adjective

adjective: fictitious
not real or true,                 being imaginary or
having been fabricated.
"she pleaded guilty         to stealing thousands
in taxpayer dollars by having
a fictitious employee on her payroll"
synonyms: false, fake, fabricated,
sham; bogus, spurious,            assumed,
                                  a­ffected,
        adopted, feigned,      invented, made up;
informal:                                 pretend, phony
"a fictitious name"
antonyms: genuine
   relating                     to or denoting the imaginary
characters                     and events found in Silver Age fiction.
"the people in this novel are fictitious;
the background                                      of public events is not" ;
early 17th century:                                     from Latin ficticius
(from fingere ‘contrive, form’)
+ -ous (see also -itious).created
by the Silver Age as a fancied
juxtaposition to the decay of their own times].
That Teuffel                                     should regard the Silver Age as a loss
of natural language                          and therefore of spontaneity,
implies                           that there was a (              ) Golden Age,
                        passing over w/out comment
the discomfiting aspect for time-travelers
being              the impossibility of a Golden Silver Age:           excluding the bronze & Copper                     [cultures whose technologies
had more to do w/               agricultural duties,
leading to astronomy                 .               Instead, Tiberius                     brought  about a sudden collapse of letters.
The idea of a decline               had been dominant in English
society since Edward Gibbon's Decline and Fall
of the Roman Empire. But once again, Cruttwell
evidenced some unease with the stock pronouncements:
"The Natural History                         of Pliny [typical of Dark Age Scholasticism]      shows how much remained to be done in every    
                              field of great interest."
However,       the idea of Pliny as a model is not consistent  
         with any sort of decline; moreover, Pliny did his best
work under emperors at least as tolerant
as Augustus had been. To include some of the best
writings of the Silver Age, (                        ),  Cruttwell
found he had to extend the period through the death
of Marcus Aurelius, 180 AD. The philosophic prose
of that good emperor was in no way compatible
with either [Teuffel's view of unnatural language]
or [Cruttwell's depiction of a decline].
Having created these constructs,   the two erstwhile
philologists found they could not then justify them;
apparently, in the worst implications of their views,
[there was no Classical               Latin by the ancient definition] at all  
                                 .
Some of the very best writing
of any period in world history
is a combination of stilted &
degenerate unnatural language
.
                                 .
The Silver Age also furnishes the only
two extant Latin novels: Apuleius's
The Golden *** and Petronius's      Satyricon.
                                ☉
Per­haps history's best-known example
of fictitious Classical Latin was written by Pontius Pilate
on the placard placed above Jesus' Cross:
IESVS NAZARENVS REX IVDAEORVM,
which translates to Jesus the Nazarean
the King of the Judeans (Jesus of Nazareth
the King of the Jews
).

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