ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Drained of all words
in the light of a premature sunrise
this defenceless soul of mine
coming back to the roots of the stars -
through the waves
of my unending sea
*English translation of original Italian text:
"Prosciugata di tutte le parole
nella luce di un'alba prematura
quest'anima mia inerme
ritorna alle radici delle stelle -
attraverso le onde
del mio mare infinito"
in the light of a premature sunrise
this defenceless soul of mine
coming back to the roots of the stars -
through the waves
of my unending sea
*English translation of original Italian text:
"Prosciugata di tutte le parole
nella luce di un'alba prematura
quest'anima mia inerme
ritorna alle radici delle stelle -
attraverso le onde
del mio mare infinito"
*My art is NOT stock. Do NOT use it without my written permission. Doing so is an infringment of copyright laws.
...my first literature submission EVER !
Free verses that have been wandering in my head for a long time.
Preview IMAGE by me baroquedoll.deviantart.com/art…
Poem seen here: thewolfcreek.deviantart.com/ar…
If you like my work, leave a comment! 🌝
...my first literature submission EVER !
Free verses that have been wandering in my head for a long time.
Preview IMAGE by me baroquedoll.deviantart.com/art…
Poem seen here: thewolfcreek.deviantart.com/ar…
If you like my work, leave a comment! 🌝
Comments16
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
Brav0!!! 
This speaks to the poet, specifically, in my opinion,.. and our never ending love of writing; but not just the love of writing; but our never ending need to perfect - often - the same thoughts, (or feelings; love ) ,
over, and over again... from that bottomless pit where love lives; consumed, and always in thirst of the 'right' expression. 