I wrote this yesterday night, yet again, like the previous poem i posted here it is just a emotional reflection, the words are just a stream of thougts. My english vocabulary isn't that great but i tried to reflect this feeling of nostalgy i had. Nostalgy Laying in my bed, Memories of childhood, Lost ignorance, A lost treasure. The days passing by, Untouched. A loss of memory, A loss of awareness. A feeling, vague, dominating vagueness. Endless. A laugh of evil, Tormenting me, Breaking my mind, In a thousand pieces. Everything is just a, mere reflection of the past. What a joke, It is all a joke. A slave of the waves and tides, we call society. I quit, no more nostalgy. A one way ticket to the moon, Farewell.
What is your language? Italian? I would like to see this in your native tongue if you originally wrote it in Italian... I don't know Italian but have read some translated Italian poetry. This is pretty good! I enjoyed the first stanza very, very much... and your description of society... as slaves to waves and tides.
