Whispers

Words like unconscious breeze,

Insinuations of unknown secrets

Shared through the walls of time.

Whispered through the trees Of our forests of sorrows

Us, Careless Inhabitants Of a land that does not forgive…

Wind of rebellious changes Blowing strong in circles of fire

Flames like hopes becoming bigger

Trying to fight the waters of pain

Our hands in prayers Wet of tears,

Every drop a new rain Falling on this army of souls,

Marching restlessly

Looking for answers, wishing for peace.

Silent whispers, no vibrations

Whispers like silk and velvet,

Covering blankets of tomorrows

Hiding colors of rainbows In the deep wounds of our sky

Slashed by the almighty wings of Angels,

Embracing us,

Trying to heal the cuts Filling the voids

But We are all feathers

Quick flashes of lightning Running through the tunnel of life.

Our strength is a small candle

Consumed by the years Passing by, like sand, through the bulbs of an hourglass.

Verses In Music 

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#AThousandSilentWords #VersesInMotion part 3

Bridge

Suspended,
on this bridge
crossing over life
Spatial excess
the extension of us
fluid and flexible
against the rigid chords of time.
Listening to thoughts
breathing ideas,
virtual reality our dreams
floating on waves of disbelief
landing on proposed realities…

Excerpt from “Floating”

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Laura≈LME ©

#VersesInMotion #AThousandSilentWords

 

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Fighting pain
winning space
in that eternal moment:
Truth!
When all stands still,
dangerously fixed
on the walls of time.

Endlessly walking,
inverted pendulum of hopes,
losing faith
in circles of revelations
when all around is turning,
spinning fast
in everlasting spirals…

Excerpt from “Strength”

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Laura≈LME ©

#AThousandSilentWords

 

The sound of silence

Blanket of nullity,
no time,
it invades the space
swallows the voice
suffocates words
crushes the heart.

Soul’s cords vibrate
with no sound.
Only the blowing wind
in the chorus of wing-beats
through bare branches
on a carpet of leaves
of a winter garden

Still
Rigid of ice and frost
enchanted, taciturn
Icy colored flowers.
Sound waves
infiltrated
in a tissue of cries
heart-rending,

Sharp
locked
and through the cold walls
of uncertain times
the sound of silence
screams again.

Il suono del silenzio

La coltre del nulla,
senza tempo
invade lo spazio
ingoia la voce
soffoca le parole
stritola il cuore

Vibrano le corde dell’anima
nessun suono
solo i soffi del vento
in cori di battiti d’ali
tra rami spogli,
su tappeti di foglie
di un giardino d’inverno

Fermo
rigido di gelo e brina
incantato e taciturno
Fiori color ghiaccio,
onde sonore,
infiltrate in un tessuto di urla,
rimangono prigioniere
e tra le mura fredde
di una sera incerta,
il suono del silenzio grida ancora.

There is a place…

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There is a place where we meet
walking slowly towards each other,
A place where we have always been,

In a different time and space
With the same beats,
like blades, cutting the soul in ribbons.

There is a place,

Where we break the walls of pain,
Feeling touch of snow
and rain drops on our faces.

There is a moment, round and perfect,

In that bouncing bubble

our hearts make a sound
Our souls meet
in a rainbow arch,

sliding on diamond ice,

jumping on green memories,

dancing on calm waters.

There is a place where we run,

on puddles of mistakes
through hot streets of fire,
taking us to crossroads of danger,

Where dust and wind play
following each other
between deep ravines
and fresh waterfalls!