Poetry The Poet Of The Clouds Emanuele Cilenti Jan 12, 2021 0 I wrote you this love letter I didn't use the usual words I made a miracle on the blue sheet of infinity splashing magic…
Poetry I am the wind, lover of women – A Poem Written by Emanuele Cilenti Emanuele Cilenti Oct 9, 2020 0 (Dedicated to the victims of femicide and all violence suffered by women). I love your nudity my love, and that of all…
Poetry (1st trip) (taken from my collection: “Dream journeys of my… Emanuele Cilenti Aug 25, 2020 0 I am the man of ancient traditions, I am the one who, in the presence of the marvelous infinite painting, colored in blue, still…
Poetry A Key To All Prisons by Emanuele Cilenti Emanuele Cilenti Jul 10, 2020 0 What is this darkness that grips my soul imprison as long as I live away from you? please shake me wake…
Poetry An Ode to Poetry. Emanuele Cilenti Jun 20, 2020 6 Now the goddess Inspiration has come to me, he told me about you and your soul, I put mortal that I preached to everyone your…
Poetry Two tender gusts of wind. Emanuele Cilenti Jun 13, 2020 5 We do like the waves of the sea, that stealthily, meet at night, to make love, and then give birth on the shoreline, many…
Poetry A Splendid Palette of Colors. Emanuele Cilenti Jun 11, 2020 7 White, black, Yellow ,red, we are the colors, of the same palette, that the wonderful Painter uses, to paint the…
Poetry What do you want it to be ? Emanuele Cilenti Jun 7, 2020 6 What do you want a tear to be? hanging on a thread of light that moves with every caress of the wind ? What do you…
Poetry We Will Build Our Eden Emanuele Cilenti May 31, 2020 3 Keep looking at the stars but not all only the beautiful ones that's where we'll build our love nest. We will lay ours…
Poetry The sad cry of poets. Emanuele Cilenti May 12, 2020 0 Poets cry they shed tears of ink on the opaque face of the sheet Suffers tremendously in telling this life…
Poetry Lies in front of the mirror. Emanuele Cilenti May 6, 2020 0 Parla! Perché sei silenzioso? Inchiodato su un muro gelido come il ghiaccio in inverno, sei giudice e accusatore. Dimmi…
Poetry Heavy, like the universe. Emanuele Cilenti May 4, 2020 0 I saw a boy at the edge of a road wore a suit made of earth and two shoes of dust, he was hungry he was…