SHOWCASE ART OF POETS: MARIO PARTY - Liguria 2000
Poems of Mario Party
COME!
Come!
'll wait too long,
are tired of waiting,
I can not dream.
Come! Light up my night
with your smile.
Come!
Stay in my eyes with all your sweetness
and all your beauty.
Come!
Come breathe your scent in my world,
to cheer, cheer
the monotony of my days,
Come!
come to occupy the void of my solitude,
to give voice to my silence.
Come!
feeds with your energy,
the motor "off" of my life.
Come!
I want to go fly in your
clear skies, the huge
breathe.
Come!
Do not make me cry anymore.
SOUL
You, under sun, radiating light
infinite
you, sweeter
a celestial caress you
, spring,
overflowing with music, cheers ...
that living water that quenches
,
you, dressed for the infinite, to enter into hidden
depths of my soul.
the storm ceases,
before you that you are true poetry. LIGHT OF HOPE
your eyes,
two drops of sunshine, in my
stop.
I speak your voice, soft music ...
Suddenly, unexpectedly
,
you, "breath"
infinite,
And explode into me ... '
a swirl of emotions.
tremble ... I wake up.
I have the fire inside me.
I feel a warmth,
ever experienced,
a perfume,
never smelled ...
river of joy and sweetness of soul
flow.
At any moment,
when you least expect it, life surprises you
with something that opens itself to new life.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Too Old To Wear American Eagle
A quick note of criticism
intense and profound poetry of Mario Party, a poet of infinite tenderness and delicacy in penned verses that flow fresh as spring water, from a heart so full of feeling and abundant feeling.
poet who can express love through the word / verse that illuminates his existence.
Our love from the soul singer reveals the tender, was born to write, born to live poetry. That poem, full of love, love, and unique, that is to sublimate "the monotony of my days / / the void of my solitude."
A love that is felt from the depths of his inner self and comes to be that crumb able to scratch the hardest stone and compact. A poetic, that of our author, which allows him to recover, day after day, his true identity, his true image. Identity and image are able to live with beauty, "light", the celestial, of "new life" and "music."
Mario Party, in these verses, words of so much spiritual resonance spiritualizing and I think he has touched many, you know who managed to grab the hair and deposit a bit of harmony, although not wanting in our ears. And ounce for those who have ears to hear, is not to mean "little", then it would be enough if a grain of faith to move the highest mountains.
That happens to be the festival of poetry of melancholy, anxiety, do not despair. A poem is open to hope. All this can be read through his verses sliding and pleasant, with an intensity capable of transmitting the value of life and to embrace the merits of thought.
have feelings and emotions that come out through simple words, but, clearly articulated and communicated with intense brush strokes that push the reader / viewer to sober reflection.
"For a moment another, / when you least expect it, / the life surprises you / with / something that opens itself to new life "verses that open the heart at the dawn of a new day.
The poetry of Mario Party: an authentic voice and opera, why not, very therapeutic, the moment comes to take on an extraordinarily educational / teaching.
Francis Mulè
How To Carpet The Inside Of The Boat
NEWS: POETIC PEARLS
When the heart is too full
A love so strong that instead of ending
VOICE
POEMS MARIO PARTY
AN ANGEL
Suddenly,
unexpectedly
an angel walking the streets
infinite
arrive in my world.
opens the door of the prison
of my loneliness,
gives me freedom.
air of novelty,
plays a suave
divine music,
embrace the immensity.
An angel
is near me.
comforts me,
dries my tears and gently
me heal the wounds.
an angel to save me,
lights my path.
Finally
next to me is
an angel, the angel
mine.
MARIO PARTY
I try
There are people who
wealth,
people looking
success
fun,
pleasure at any cost.
Instead, I seek
your company,
to breathe your poetry,
drown in the sea
of your sweetness,
win
light-heartedness.
There are people who
happiness in drugs,
great things in the complex.
and do not find it.
Instead, I seek
happiness in you,
in the radiance of your smile
and I find,
any time.
MARIO PARTY
IN MY MIND
You, beautiful white flower, blossom suddenly
in the desert of my mind.
Put fleeing
my thoughts
strange
rooms,
stupid
sipidi,
obsessive ...
You can be born
thoughts
bright
joyful, cheerful
,
sweet
positive ...
cease the war
in my mind.
I find peace with myself.
Conquest success
conquered myself.
MARIO PARTY
OTHER POEMS POETS
I seek you
I'll try, love,
in the clear light of dawn,
in every drop of rain,
falling on my face, in the rustling
leaves
to the wind.
I will try
in each petal of a flower,
in
gurgling of a stream,
in the silver light of the moon.
I will try
in the eyes of those who pass me
and acanthus leaves me a smile,
in any tender child
that innocence
painted on her face.
STAN LINDA
I know
I know,
this now
is not life ,
for you that innocent
withstand this wound.
look at me and do not understand,
not even know say
live like that, alone,
without love
just survive.
go ahead with difficulty,
walk among the people
not see us and hear us.
Glimpses of life,
watched from afar,
feel the laughter
children's games
and family celebrations
of our neighbors.
you and I alone
next sessions.
of discomfort
we give in to tears.
LINDA PONDS
A PINA
I wish you at least once,
I could feel inside heart
what I heard I
living together with my beloved.
A love can overcome all the pains,
to forget the pain and make it lighter.
A love that only look
did dissolve like snow fights.
A love that track as a train
run side by side
and though distant, is never separated.
A love that is made of two hearts,
lives of a single beat,
and evening, after a long day, you will find rest
standing nearby on the couch.
keeps growing, despite
even death.
LINDA PONDS
SEE waving a flag
See waving a flag
like a standard of honesty and honor,
means to build
a barrier to those who want to throw dishonor.
gather all hands in a row,
save this Italy with the ardor
of those soldiers who with haughty air
have died for their country and for his love .
Son green lawns of our land
and red is the fire that burns and ignites
the blood of those indomitable war
forward all gall drama.
But white is not that color aberrations
and wraps of white wife and mother
FULVIA MARCONI - ANCONA
I gave birth, and I am so proud
I gave birth, and I am so proud
the group which is very strong and compact;
arose tune at first sight:
each other is very sincere friend.
It flows between us fresh thinking,
we are true friends, everyone is satisfied;
together we form a beautiful picture
life and sail on a sailboat.
scriviam us a poem from the heart,
comes to the very fulminant;
favorite theme is, yes, love
a mo 'for the sake of Cavalcanti and Dante.
We sing our stories fervently
and even the beautiful Italy in an instant.
FRANCESCO MULE '
Vallecrosia, 20/02/2011 - ore 02.25
I heard
and I fell in love with you, your voice.
did not know you and I wanted to see you.
I wanted to get in your soul,
in your heart.
You did not want.
I had neither the heart nor soul.
You were just a rumor and nothing more.
Anna Jordan
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