MY HEART
Do not keep it to myself,
the gift,
if you accept it,
even if for a moment.
Do not make him suffer
and especially colmalo sincere affection.
What can rejoice
to ecstasy.
Do not regret
of yourself because he
loves you for who you are
and sees you undressed
your mask while
I note with your
honest eyes and shiny.
MArco Samaritans Comacchio '85
martedì 30 aprile 2013
RELATIONS BETWEEN U.S.
Among us,
communicate and not,
smile and cry together.
We use a mobile phone to
express everything.
A status update on a social network
picture in a profile.
How many scolding receive
by those who hurt while scratching
wants to teach us something.
And yet teaches us something:
not to be like them!
I want to be able to tell: Hello how are you?
And do not write it.
I want to hear you say
in the morning before going out,
I do not want a text message.
I want a caress or a stolen kiss
or in speed,
and feel the emotion of the moment.
I do not want to have sex with virtual
because it is an end in itself.
And 'virtual.
simply give me
to show you how I can be
really, without judging
from the beginning
and listening to what I have to say
because my mind and my heart cry
from inside words insistent
and necessary for humanity.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Among us,
communicate and not,
smile and cry together.
We use a mobile phone to
express everything.
A status update on a social network
picture in a profile.
How many scolding receive
by those who hurt while scratching
wants to teach us something.
And yet teaches us something:
not to be like them!
I want to be able to tell: Hello how are you?
And do not write it.
I want to hear you say
in the morning before going out,
I do not want a text message.
I want a caress or a stolen kiss
or in speed,
and feel the emotion of the moment.
I do not want to have sex with virtual
because it is an end in itself.
And 'virtual.
simply give me
to show you how I can be
really, without judging
from the beginning
and listening to what I have to say
because my mind and my heart cry
from inside words insistent
and necessary for humanity.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THE SPRAY
A widespread product
on the market and in the world.
Who would not use,
easy in its utility.
A canister within which
gas and also contains an element
which should be poured
of each of us.
A liquid gaseous
through a uniform spray
opens to pink.
I want to put the respect
combined with the values ??of education
in this canister
which, although free,
never accept anyone to use,
for its use must
and the lack people
have these principles and values
it contains.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
A widespread product
on the market and in the world.
Who would not use,
easy in its utility.
A canister within which
gas and also contains an element
which should be poured
of each of us.
A liquid gaseous
through a uniform spray
opens to pink.
I want to put the respect
combined with the values ??of education
in this canister
which, although free,
never accept anyone to use,
for its use must
and the lack people
have these principles and values
it contains.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THAT THAT I CAN BETTER
Just about anything is
is correct with myself.
Correct me, perfect
they are not.
Sensitive enough,
but over the years I have acquired
a remarkable sensitivity.
My feelings
have always turned to the other
to which I give all my love
warmest.
Writing, that is what I find
better:
put into words
what with the facts I can not because
blocked by a do not know what
chemi holds.
My romantic soul,
all this creates
and should be more extroverted
but I like myself as they are
and if I ever change
my head will dictate me
while my heart already changed
every day is always trying
saw a light
new in every person
trying to do
knowledge.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Just about anything is
is correct with myself.
Correct me, perfect
they are not.
Sensitive enough,
but over the years I have acquired
a remarkable sensitivity.
My feelings
have always turned to the other
to which I give all my love
warmest.
Writing, that is what I find
better:
put into words
what with the facts I can not because
blocked by a do not know what
chemi holds.
My romantic soul,
all this creates
and should be more extroverted
but I like myself as they are
and if I ever change
my head will dictate me
while my heart already changed
every day is always trying
saw a light
new in every person
trying to do
knowledge.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
MY VOCATION
How many things would have to say
although while watching you
my eyes already express
what my voice and
I want to express my words.
Awake from your sleep
and look at me please!
Only at that moment
my mouth will start talking
while my heart
will begin to love you softly.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
How many things would have to say
although while watching you
my eyes already express
what my voice and
I want to express my words.
Awake from your sleep
and look at me please!
Only at that moment
my mouth will start talking
while my heart
will begin to love you softly.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
DURING A NIGHT IN A SOFT SWEET SNOW
I remain silent for a moment
while they are under the covers of my bed.
The shutters are closed, but the wind
seems to want to get out drafts
of the window glass.
What a big mess and noise is
from outside.
It seems that the world has decided
to finish today, then suddenly
all is silent, the nothing
the absolute most would silently.
The first wind flapped everywhere now
has vanished, leaving a bed of silence
fetched.
Curiosity grips me.
I can not resist and I run to open the door of
where home with huge
amazement
I see the dark night tinged with so much white snow
candida everywhere.
A river of snow that falls from the sky to me
and with a puff of wind throws me in the face.
What a priceless beauty nature
in store for us at times.
I would stay to observe and throw me into the garden
sprinkled by dunes of pure snow.
The cold prevents me from doing it
with happiness close the door entry
home and back to bed where
dreaming candidly my strong dad
I fall asleep smiling
and reinvigorated
by beautiful scenery that thinking to myself
me and my father would have appreciated almost
happy as a child.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I remain silent for a moment
while they are under the covers of my bed.
The shutters are closed, but the wind
seems to want to get out drafts
of the window glass.
What a big mess and noise is
from outside.
It seems that the world has decided
to finish today, then suddenly
all is silent, the nothing
the absolute most would silently.
The first wind flapped everywhere now
has vanished, leaving a bed of silence
fetched.
Curiosity grips me.
I can not resist and I run to open the door of
where home with huge
amazement
I see the dark night tinged with so much white snow
candida everywhere.
A river of snow that falls from the sky to me
and with a puff of wind throws me in the face.
What a priceless beauty nature
in store for us at times.
I would stay to observe and throw me into the garden
sprinkled by dunes of pure snow.
The cold prevents me from doing it
with happiness close the door entry
home and back to bed where
dreaming candidly my strong dad
I fall asleep smiling
and reinvigorated
by beautiful scenery that thinking to myself
me and my father would have appreciated almost
happy as a child.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
A LIFE THAT GOES OUT OF A SUDDEN
I've seen it,
I've had experience.
A strong human
a rock yet
abruptly
all the physical yields,
forces are gradually
fading and meat
get sick more and more.
A sadness strazziante,
The heart clings to whether
almost to breaking
completely
while awareness
that death is now one step.
The mind boggles,
hope fades.
Unbearable pain
that a human can not hold
for a long period, in which
life itself will gradually turn off
in the silence of unspoken words
and phrases not pronounced.
The feelings are still alive
while the heart beats
and dying with a smile
the person moves away from us
and begins his journey in the afterlife
without return.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I've seen it,
I've had experience.
A strong human
a rock yet
abruptly
all the physical yields,
forces are gradually
fading and meat
get sick more and more.
A sadness strazziante,
The heart clings to whether
almost to breaking
completely
while awareness
that death is now one step.
The mind boggles,
hope fades.
Unbearable pain
that a human can not hold
for a long period, in which
life itself will gradually turn off
in the silence of unspoken words
and phrases not pronounced.
The feelings are still alive
while the heart beats
and dying with a smile
the person moves away from us
and begins his journey in the afterlife
without return.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
SHYNESS
Hello!
I blush to flare up my cheeks.
An unknown girl just
but still hailed establishing
a dialogue with me
although I'm always in the clouds.
Do not laugh, it makes me even more embarrassing!
I say within myself as I watch
and I see in his eyes a light of humanity
and kindness.
I remember you! Are you that guy
I pointed to a path while I was lost
in the country!
Quick smile looking down on her part
I scratch while I timidly
his forehead as if I was on pins and needles.
Inside of me are all a-quiver,
hands sweat
and the fact of not knowing what might happen
worries me greatly.
Thank you for the last time! You've been very kind!
I want to repay you by offering you something at the bar! She said.
But look at me now I'm in a hurry I do not know: embarrassed and sweating.
Agree! When ever I get another chance
where a beautiful and kind
girl invite me for a drink?
And 'this madness,
dream or are awake?
The walk beside her I
makes you feel good
and put me at ease.
I stop sweating and my voice trembling
becomes still more and more.
Thank you! Of course I thank you because
this is the first time
communicate that makes me
happy
and lights a hope
doubtful in my heart
but thou hast taken and invited
along with your
to create an understanding of mutual friendship.
I shall be forever grateful
because in my mind
a glimmer of warmth came
and hath been deposited within
up to light my my
humanity.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Hello!
I blush to flare up my cheeks.
An unknown girl just
but still hailed establishing
a dialogue with me
although I'm always in the clouds.
Do not laugh, it makes me even more embarrassing!
I say within myself as I watch
and I see in his eyes a light of humanity
and kindness.
I remember you! Are you that guy
I pointed to a path while I was lost
in the country!
Quick smile looking down on her part
I scratch while I timidly
his forehead as if I was on pins and needles.
Inside of me are all a-quiver,
hands sweat
and the fact of not knowing what might happen
worries me greatly.
Thank you for the last time! You've been very kind!
I want to repay you by offering you something at the bar! She said.
But look at me now I'm in a hurry I do not know: embarrassed and sweating.
Agree! When ever I get another chance
where a beautiful and kind
girl invite me for a drink?
And 'this madness,
dream or are awake?
The walk beside her I
makes you feel good
and put me at ease.
I stop sweating and my voice trembling
becomes still more and more.
Thank you! Of course I thank you because
this is the first time
communicate that makes me
happy
and lights a hope
doubtful in my heart
but thou hast taken and invited
along with your
to create an understanding of mutual friendship.
I shall be forever grateful
because in my mind
a glimmer of warmth came
and hath been deposited within
up to light my my
humanity.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THE SOUND OF SILENCE
Strange but true, as
causes him to be silent
a sound absurd
the ears and above
to our mind wandering undisturbed
looking for something that we
from inside indicate.
Silence that comes from outside and
which turns into sound defined
by ourselves internally,
in our hearts
who suffers and rejoices depending on the moment.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Strange but true, as
causes him to be silent
a sound absurd
the ears and above
to our mind wandering undisturbed
looking for something that we
from inside indicate.
Silence that comes from outside and
which turns into sound defined
by ourselves internally,
in our hearts
who suffers and rejoices depending on the moment.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
WORDS AND WORDS SUCH UNHEARD
What is this annoying buzz
I hear regularly ear?
A chaos of sounds that seem to
received from the outside instead
are inside my head.
They are elusive,
concepts are entangled
to each other
ranging the speed of light,
while my mind it always produces
of new and complicated.
Words that come from the outside while
come from a voice
I remember that even more,
and make space gradually
I close my eyes to sleep.
I did not think that does not listen
would cause all this inside me.
I'm a hodgepodge of ideas
and phrases that I circulate in the blood
up to haunt her completely
just because they have not found
an outlet outside of which giovarne.
Now go further than ever
in my brain to completely puncture
from side to side and are joined
with other words that have not been
never uttered.
Unspoken, I call them!
The constantly thinking
I will bring ruin
whereas I do not fear this
but I still undaunted in my
way communication and training
interior and exterior with others.
I can not say or externalize my opinions
because for one reason or another not
I can say them.
I'm like stuck between my intellect
and mouth.
My lips have not bronuncia are blocked
as well as my vocal cords that vibrate
but do not produce sound.
One thing however arises:
and it is my intention to continue
thinking and thinking, ideas of ideas
conversations on internal conversations
to my heart, with so many questions and no
but that there is a large space in my
I deep.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
What is this annoying buzz
I hear regularly ear?
A chaos of sounds that seem to
received from the outside instead
are inside my head.
They are elusive,
concepts are entangled
to each other
ranging the speed of light,
while my mind it always produces
of new and complicated.
Words that come from the outside while
come from a voice
I remember that even more,
and make space gradually
I close my eyes to sleep.
I did not think that does not listen
would cause all this inside me.
I'm a hodgepodge of ideas
and phrases that I circulate in the blood
up to haunt her completely
just because they have not found
an outlet outside of which giovarne.
Now go further than ever
in my brain to completely puncture
from side to side and are joined
with other words that have not been
never uttered.
Unspoken, I call them!
The constantly thinking
I will bring ruin
whereas I do not fear this
but I still undaunted in my
way communication and training
interior and exterior with others.
I can not say or externalize my opinions
because for one reason or another not
I can say them.
I'm like stuck between my intellect
and mouth.
My lips have not bronuncia are blocked
as well as my vocal cords that vibrate
but do not produce sound.
One thing however arises:
and it is my intention to continue
thinking and thinking, ideas of ideas
conversations on internal conversations
to my heart, with so many questions and no
but that there is a large space in my
I deep.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
lunedì 29 aprile 2013
sabato 27 aprile 2013
venerdì 26 aprile 2013
giovedì 25 aprile 2013
mercoledì 24 aprile 2013
I AM JUST A SPECTATOR
I observe,
I learn,
I learn!
I'm just here as a spectator
in this miserable life.
Few were my
actions and equally few
will be in the future.
But for my part
I believe in what I do
and continuing on this path
of observation and reflection
and who knows maybe I find the solution
to my problems and those
of the other.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I observe,
I learn,
I learn!
I'm just here as a spectator
in this miserable life.
Few were my
actions and equally few
will be in the future.
But for my part
I believe in what I do
and continuing on this path
of observation and reflection
and who knows maybe I find the solution
to my problems and those
of the other.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
questions,
curiosity revealed.
This must be
every day.
This need for knowledge
is nothing short of exceptional
and fantastic in his small
because it is one of the necessary gestures
to discover all the truth
hidden in our hearts
and fill the gaps that characterize us
making us free from the chains daily.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
curiosity revealed.
This must be
every day.
This need for knowledge
is nothing short of exceptional
and fantastic in his small
because it is one of the necessary gestures
to discover all the truth
hidden in our hearts
and fill the gaps that characterize us
making us free from the chains daily.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Hello dear friend!
How long that you do not feel
and you do not speak cheerfully.
Just a small moment
I found free
and with this excuse I've contacted.
I want to reiterate my friendship for you
because there are few people whose
I trust completely.
It 's an honor to have you as continue
friend
and just say hello amicably
with an affectionate gesture
and strictly honest.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
How long that you do not feel
and you do not speak cheerfully.
Just a small moment
I found free
and with this excuse I've contacted.
I want to reiterate my friendship for you
because there are few people whose
I trust completely.
It 's an honor to have you as continue
friend
and just say hello amicably
with an affectionate gesture
and strictly honest.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Come on!
Wake up dear,
the sun's rays illuminate
the room
while nature is full of vitality.
You sleepyhead
all curled up in blankets
and in thy sweetness
sleep unconsciously.
Aspect of this little moment
awakening
I see your sweetness and
innocence
in the wake you
from your nightly sleep
and look forward
because my heart
want to warm up
and see your soul
the morning of bare
all of the chests every day.
Awake why wait another
crazy moment of love
and open your eyes
because I can see the feeling
that parts of me.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Wake up dear,
the sun's rays illuminate
the room
while nature is full of vitality.
You sleepyhead
all curled up in blankets
and in thy sweetness
sleep unconsciously.
Aspect of this little moment
awakening
I see your sweetness and
innocence
in the wake you
from your nightly sleep
and look forward
because my heart
want to warm up
and see your soul
the morning of bare
all of the chests every day.
Awake why wait another
crazy moment of love
and open your eyes
because I can see the feeling
that parts of me.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Listen and understand,
whenever
come nonsense
to my ears.
I speak continuously,
my head is constantly
evolution.
Help if needed
orienting towards
the truth.
I escape from ignorance
because a disease
from which one remains imprisoned
for life.
Use a fair degree of objectivity
in judging, although judging
you should not do it.
I keep in my awakening
cultural
because it considered
the only real personal revolution
of person in wanting to know
the world and the entire universe.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
whenever
come nonsense
to my ears.
I speak continuously,
my head is constantly
evolution.
Help if needed
orienting towards
the truth.
I escape from ignorance
because a disease
from which one remains imprisoned
for life.
Use a fair degree of objectivity
in judging, although judging
you should not do it.
I keep in my awakening
cultural
because it considered
the only real personal revolution
of person in wanting to know
the world and the entire universe.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
We turn in circles
without end,
as an endless circle
or a dog that eats its own tail.
we push
right and left,
and stumble everywhere.
We do not realize
mistakes
we commit
and do not reflect ever
in the repair
and learn from them.
The excuses we come up with:
we do it to give us a
reason to continue
while we do not do
nothing but lie to us
themselves without seeing the truth.
Sincere heart and truthful
mind alert to errors
and reason combined with curiosity
learning every day
the unknown we do not know.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
without end,
as an endless circle
or a dog that eats its own tail.
we push
right and left,
and stumble everywhere.
We do not realize
mistakes
we commit
and do not reflect ever
in the repair
and learn from them.
The excuses we come up with:
we do it to give us a
reason to continue
while we do not do
nothing but lie to us
themselves without seeing the truth.
Sincere heart and truthful
mind alert to errors
and reason combined with curiosity
learning every day
the unknown we do not know.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
words crumpled
such as old newspapers,
and thrown in the trash
as usual.
Terms unnecessary second
our consciousness
but that our repentance
and return
take them back
from oblivion
where we have them confined.
Values ??that we get rid
without reason
whereas
are those who help us
to live, to move forward
in life.
Our moral principles
who proudly
and with dignity
treasure it
to obtain
our happiness
private.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
such as old newspapers,
and thrown in the trash
as usual.
Terms unnecessary second
our consciousness
but that our repentance
and return
take them back
from oblivion
where we have them confined.
Values ??that we get rid
without reason
whereas
are those who help us
to live, to move forward
in life.
Our moral principles
who proudly
and with dignity
treasure it
to obtain
our happiness
private.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THE BREATH OF HARMONY
Immersed as
usual in the green
of my favorite landscape
country.
Endless expanses of grass
plants trees vegetation
animals.
I feel almost like a breath
I rumbles ear.
It is not the wind,
but it is precisely the nature
a 'harmony of elements
that make you feel your
be,
their presence
like the beating of a heart
in each of them that lives,
beats.
I feel the pulsation of the Sun
and those of the vegetation
that animates me and fills me
in the deep.
I could stay forever with this
feeling and I would not be
never satiated.
But for now I want to enjoy
slowly
while I acquire the knowledge
to be in the same life
and part of it in the first person
never govern
but making me carry it gently.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Immersed as
usual in the green
of my favorite landscape
country.
Endless expanses of grass
plants trees vegetation
animals.
I feel almost like a breath
I rumbles ear.
It is not the wind,
but it is precisely the nature
a 'harmony of elements
that make you feel your
be,
their presence
like the beating of a heart
in each of them that lives,
beats.
I feel the pulsation of the Sun
and those of the vegetation
that animates me and fills me
in the deep.
I could stay forever with this
feeling and I would not be
never satiated.
But for now I want to enjoy
slowly
while I acquire the knowledge
to be in the same life
and part of it in the first person
never govern
but making me carry it gently.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I can feel it inside me clearly:
the awakening of feelings that
derived from deep and listen
with ears while I can
observe with the mind's eye.
The silence has a noise or sound
endless, continuous
that echoes in my ears but
especially in the head.
I open my eyes and I hear like a steady hum
and constant that I get from one point to inaccurate
of nowhere.
I feel inside me
the clash of mighty waves
but I keep wanting to emerge
locked for too long.
My heart is exploding and blood
I feel it boil.
Thoughts emerge from silence,
thoughts, words, ideas, problems,
anything that travels at the speed
light in my brain.
I can not see or understand any of
everything
because they are too fast and inaccurate.
I see something rather than clear that it is always
was from the beginning, is
something that identifies me
in my being: I am.
The always see me from inside my body
be a figure almost as mistress of a physical
that command, and I continue to observe
because I feel sometimes detached from the mind
and from the heart as it works in its anatomy and
all its complexity.
How strange!
The look in the mirror it's like to dive
within myself.
Enter into a world I already know where
the moments that follow are past
present and future
but all garbled and inaccurate.
I am not able to see me happy
or satisfied in any of the three cases.
Break, I hear this crack
within myself.
The sound of rock landslide that leads
anything with his impetuous force in
valley.
A dam breaks, which breaks the bulkheads,
the water is rife everywhere,
you can not stop her unstoppable force,
goes beyond the known limits of the mind.
Where should I take refuge but
instead emergo so as usual
through my writing dramatic,
sentimental, romantic, overwhelming,
useless, sensible;
terms that come out from my memory
where they reside
memories past and present.
The headache grows in intensity
and behold, the eyes tend to close
and the ability intellective decreases.
When? Now?
I think not!
The words to be written out
like a river in flood
also meaningless
tangled in thoughts
meanings to which I want to make sense of
although often there is not.
My past life: here it is!
Nothing could be more innocent than
a child playing with everything and
lives unaware of the dangers and problems
whereas since his subconscious
knows that person might be.
Become a kid and then an adult and no
step is not done
except in the cultural sense.
That's out of the blue
which coincides with the awakening of chaotic events
strange that I can not go back
and yet fragmented memory.
Fragments of memories important
staying there
in that place where I do not allow anyone
to enter even if
in the end my heart is too good
and subjected to external forces that do
suffer in any way.
My brain instead
is impenetrable,
a large gate insurmountable.
And there's only one person who enters and exits
continuously controlling more
it's the only one: my dignity
together with my pride of life.
I can not claim to be perfect
in fact I have gaps in anything
as in the normal range of each.
My head is the realm of chaos
I do not doubt but
How many ideas and especially
how many emotions it shares with the
my soul deeper.
Being impartial,
diplomatic and thoughtful
has caused me to become
more sure of myself
with others,
among others.
Even though my body sometimes comes off
completely
from my soul and
from my head creandomi
disastrous physical effects
but not serious to solve in which
a short time.
I'm not a wrapper that contains only my soul
and my head
not only contains a brain
living can think of.
But I have a whole
between brain, mind, heart, soul,
physical
with which I sometimes detachment,
you'll wonder how it is possible,
but are like God,
that governs the chaos of these 5 elements
and which I use to live but
alas I can not always achieve happiness
just because I have to understand
and soon we will be able to
I also collaborate with outside elements,
natural,
my parents have created but
first of all the nature
created everything and everyone
and from there I have to learn that
I can not detaching
but rather work
because doing so can
take my place in life
and live it fully in all
its nuances
both beautiful and ugly.
Right now they are only a very small
percentage of co-operation with it.
But I want to expand it more and more
because I do not know if we are alone in the universe
but helping nature
I want to bring out
all my strength
and energy and pass it on
the entire universe
so that other forms of life
can steal and use.
We're just a means
which nature offers us
one life to live and invites us
to share best with herself
and all other living beings.
That noise in the silence that
I often hear
is nothing but the call of my
soul that propagates in the external environment
in harmony with everything and everyone
and this means that our happiness can
infect others and make them live
well everywhere.
Boundless energy and limits
escaping from ourselves to others.
there I fixed this for others
and make myself available for the next
but for now
is too closed in on me
I can not bring it out completely, but there is.
Quivers feel!
Unfortunately, my mental limits
do not allow
to act as it should.
I first and foremost from the inside I can not
import it to the brain as a system,
or to the mind as a solution for everything.
My heart would very much appreciate
but for now they are too far away from doing so
then I just have to stay close
to my soul
and continue to work
to emerge more and more,
convinced that sooner or later
shall flourish
I also like a flower
and then I pour
all my good on others.
One thing is very important
my constant struggle between my demon negative
me and angel inner positive.
Are often not able to retain the demon
and tilts the balance of moral
on negativity but I try anyway ternerla
increasingly segregated into a corner.
Negativity is everywhere but we must make sure
traformarla of positive energy in passing from the mind
because the only way we can control our demons
and who knows if we may live happily ever after
together with our values ??and principles.
Certainly, however, that in my reflections
I try to be as explicit as possible
but when I dive into myself
I have not certainties.
Everything breaks even the laws that I
govern precisely because they are in continuous evolution
and always try to improve myself to the fullest.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
the awakening of feelings that
derived from deep and listen
with ears while I can
observe with the mind's eye.
The silence has a noise or sound
endless, continuous
that echoes in my ears but
especially in the head.
I open my eyes and I hear like a steady hum
and constant that I get from one point to inaccurate
of nowhere.
I feel inside me
the clash of mighty waves
but I keep wanting to emerge
locked for too long.
My heart is exploding and blood
I feel it boil.
Thoughts emerge from silence,
thoughts, words, ideas, problems,
anything that travels at the speed
light in my brain.
I can not see or understand any of
everything
because they are too fast and inaccurate.
I see something rather than clear that it is always
was from the beginning, is
something that identifies me
in my being: I am.
The always see me from inside my body
be a figure almost as mistress of a physical
that command, and I continue to observe
because I feel sometimes detached from the mind
and from the heart as it works in its anatomy and
all its complexity.
How strange!
The look in the mirror it's like to dive
within myself.
Enter into a world I already know where
the moments that follow are past
present and future
but all garbled and inaccurate.
I am not able to see me happy
or satisfied in any of the three cases.
Break, I hear this crack
within myself.
The sound of rock landslide that leads
anything with his impetuous force in
valley.
A dam breaks, which breaks the bulkheads,
the water is rife everywhere,
you can not stop her unstoppable force,
goes beyond the known limits of the mind.
Where should I take refuge but
instead emergo so as usual
through my writing dramatic,
sentimental, romantic, overwhelming,
useless, sensible;
terms that come out from my memory
where they reside
memories past and present.
The headache grows in intensity
and behold, the eyes tend to close
and the ability intellective decreases.
When? Now?
I think not!
The words to be written out
like a river in flood
also meaningless
tangled in thoughts
meanings to which I want to make sense of
although often there is not.
My past life: here it is!
Nothing could be more innocent than
a child playing with everything and
lives unaware of the dangers and problems
whereas since his subconscious
knows that person might be.
Become a kid and then an adult and no
step is not done
except in the cultural sense.
That's out of the blue
which coincides with the awakening of chaotic events
strange that I can not go back
and yet fragmented memory.
Fragments of memories important
staying there
in that place where I do not allow anyone
to enter even if
in the end my heart is too good
and subjected to external forces that do
suffer in any way.
My brain instead
is impenetrable,
a large gate insurmountable.
And there's only one person who enters and exits
continuously controlling more
it's the only one: my dignity
together with my pride of life.
I can not claim to be perfect
in fact I have gaps in anything
as in the normal range of each.
My head is the realm of chaos
I do not doubt but
How many ideas and especially
how many emotions it shares with the
my soul deeper.
Being impartial,
diplomatic and thoughtful
has caused me to become
more sure of myself
with others,
among others.
Even though my body sometimes comes off
completely
from my soul and
from my head creandomi
disastrous physical effects
but not serious to solve in which
a short time.
I'm not a wrapper that contains only my soul
and my head
not only contains a brain
living can think of.
But I have a whole
between brain, mind, heart, soul,
physical
with which I sometimes detachment,
you'll wonder how it is possible,
but are like God,
that governs the chaos of these 5 elements
and which I use to live but
alas I can not always achieve happiness
just because I have to understand
and soon we will be able to
I also collaborate with outside elements,
natural,
my parents have created but
first of all the nature
created everything and everyone
and from there I have to learn that
I can not detaching
but rather work
because doing so can
take my place in life
and live it fully in all
its nuances
both beautiful and ugly.
Right now they are only a very small
percentage of co-operation with it.
But I want to expand it more and more
because I do not know if we are alone in the universe
but helping nature
I want to bring out
all my strength
and energy and pass it on
the entire universe
so that other forms of life
can steal and use.
We're just a means
which nature offers us
one life to live and invites us
to share best with herself
and all other living beings.
That noise in the silence that
I often hear
is nothing but the call of my
soul that propagates in the external environment
in harmony with everything and everyone
and this means that our happiness can
infect others and make them live
well everywhere.
Boundless energy and limits
escaping from ourselves to others.
there I fixed this for others
and make myself available for the next
but for now
is too closed in on me
I can not bring it out completely, but there is.
Quivers feel!
Unfortunately, my mental limits
do not allow
to act as it should.
I first and foremost from the inside I can not
import it to the brain as a system,
or to the mind as a solution for everything.
My heart would very much appreciate
but for now they are too far away from doing so
then I just have to stay close
to my soul
and continue to work
to emerge more and more,
convinced that sooner or later
shall flourish
I also like a flower
and then I pour
all my good on others.
One thing is very important
my constant struggle between my demon negative
me and angel inner positive.
Are often not able to retain the demon
and tilts the balance of moral
on negativity but I try anyway ternerla
increasingly segregated into a corner.
Negativity is everywhere but we must make sure
traformarla of positive energy in passing from the mind
because the only way we can control our demons
and who knows if we may live happily ever after
together with our values ??and principles.
Certainly, however, that in my reflections
I try to be as explicit as possible
but when I dive into myself
I have not certainties.
Everything breaks even the laws that I
govern precisely because they are in continuous evolution
and always try to improve myself to the fullest.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I walk the streets
of my country,
happy people, party meeting.
Friendly and welcoming people,
I feel in the air the scent of
local traditions that are close
because now we are near
Easter Sunday.
The forecast does not promise
no good and my thoughts
recourse to those activities that will
open the season starting
spring and to them I say:
Hold on, you are what remains
us and identifies us
as our country together with
ancient traditions handed down
from father to son for some time.
There abbatete if Easter will not be
beautiful as climatic conditions
but take it as a challenge
and face it because at the end
if you have good will
see the results together
also to the city itself!
For my part, I want to wish
a Happy Easter to all and all
and if by chance a ray is only
wants to bloom on our
beautiful towns along the shores and
its valleys, we'll take
as a good omen for the start of
spring, and I also want to
see especially the smile
of Comacchio on their face
to identify with their
good intentions and customs of the place
they have always sent!
Happy Easter to all!
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
of my country,
happy people, party meeting.
Friendly and welcoming people,
I feel in the air the scent of
local traditions that are close
because now we are near
Easter Sunday.
The forecast does not promise
no good and my thoughts
recourse to those activities that will
open the season starting
spring and to them I say:
Hold on, you are what remains
us and identifies us
as our country together with
ancient traditions handed down
from father to son for some time.
There abbatete if Easter will not be
beautiful as climatic conditions
but take it as a challenge
and face it because at the end
if you have good will
see the results together
also to the city itself!
For my part, I want to wish
a Happy Easter to all and all
and if by chance a ray is only
wants to bloom on our
beautiful towns along the shores and
its valleys, we'll take
as a good omen for the start of
spring, and I also want to
see especially the smile
of Comacchio on their face
to identify with their
good intentions and customs of the place
they have always sent!
Happy Easter to all!
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
martedì 23 aprile 2013
how much tenderness
shows this girl, in my opinion,
the sweet face.
I see a beautiful light
in her brown eyes, combined
features a soft,
very tender, which shows
a pure kindness.
The expression is sincere
and extreme kindness,
a look that mesmerizes and
anyone who wants to reflect
how much humanity a person must
have in your heart.
will never warm creature
women like this,
an absolute divinity
with an aura around
of peace and
calmness.
A few words and short phrases
for this woman
of which I have great respect
and what can I say
tells us with certainty
innate humility and simplicity.
I mean with the end
that no girl until now
which I have observed, has never shown
a great love in her own image
like this.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
shows this girl, in my opinion,
the sweet face.
I see a beautiful light
in her brown eyes, combined
features a soft,
very tender, which shows
a pure kindness.
The expression is sincere
and extreme kindness,
a look that mesmerizes and
anyone who wants to reflect
how much humanity a person must
have in your heart.
will never warm creature
women like this,
an absolute divinity
with an aura around
of peace and
calmness.
A few words and short phrases
for this woman
of which I have great respect
and what can I say
tells us with certainty
innate humility and simplicity.
I mean with the end
that no girl until now
which I have observed, has never shown
a great love in her own image
like this.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Good morning Miss
by brown eyes.
I never had the honor of
know, but
I hope these words
to receive your friendship.
You have a face divine,
combined with beautiful hair almost completely
gold.
I will not bother you over
and forgive the ardor,
but I am delighted
by so much natural
and femininity
innate.
You have an expression
sweet
but it is an understatement.
Sweets are your eyes together
your nose,
you seem to be sweet
if I dare.
I do not want to say too much too
but receive friendship from
such a beautiful person is not
by all especially if she is beautiful
both intellectually and soul.
Congratulations!
You can give all sfogio
these rare qualities and if your
in case I was wrong
correct me in my words
I will be happy :-)
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
by brown eyes.
I never had the honor of
know, but
I hope these words
to receive your friendship.
You have a face divine,
combined with beautiful hair almost completely
gold.
I will not bother you over
and forgive the ardor,
but I am delighted
by so much natural
and femininity
innate.
You have an expression
sweet
but it is an understatement.
Sweets are your eyes together
your nose,
you seem to be sweet
if I dare.
I do not want to say too much too
but receive friendship from
such a beautiful person is not
by all especially if she is beautiful
both intellectually and soul.
Congratulations!
You can give all sfogio
these rare qualities and if your
in case I was wrong
correct me in my words
I will be happy :-)
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
You, see me
smile with your sweet
eyes, and a look
radiant.
Look at your face
idyllic and raise
in my head
a jumble of thoughts
lead
the image of a goddess
nature
where lying in a field of wheat
you pinch
by a morning breeze
the splender of the sun
while all 'round silent.
I just want to bow down
have to go without offense
and porgerti my morning
because you can
smile and rinvigorirmi
your heavenly
luminescence.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
smile with your sweet
eyes, and a look
radiant.
Look at your face
idyllic and raise
in my head
a jumble of thoughts
lead
the image of a goddess
nature
where lying in a field of wheat
you pinch
by a morning breeze
the splender of the sun
while all 'round silent.
I just want to bow down
have to go without offense
and porgerti my morning
because you can
smile and rinvigorirmi
your heavenly
luminescence.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
Absorbed in their
thoughts,
while the mind looks for the right
concentration.
A girl shown in a photo
in all his intelligence
and Decision,
with which will be ready to achieve
their goals.
For my part I do not know
this sweet creature
but do not allow myself to judge
but only contemplate
in its reflection and
in his features thin
of female beauty.
A mature woman in
this specific pose
represents all that
a girl can be and achieve
from the intellectual point of view:
simply a goddess
that harmonizing with the nature
makes it become part of their lives
with soft tones and bright;
heavenly perfection.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
thoughts,
while the mind looks for the right
concentration.
A girl shown in a photo
in all his intelligence
and Decision,
with which will be ready to achieve
their goals.
For my part I do not know
this sweet creature
but do not allow myself to judge
but only contemplate
in its reflection and
in his features thin
of female beauty.
A mature woman in
this specific pose
represents all that
a girl can be and achieve
from the intellectual point of view:
simply a goddess
that harmonizing with the nature
makes it become part of their lives
with soft tones and bright;
heavenly perfection.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
in these few lines
synthetic want
describe as no
never did:
two bright eyes
observing the target
while a machine
photographic captures
a sweet beauty
that comes from this simple girl.
Eyes and brown hair
together with a complexion
more or less tanned
but that enclose
features
Video idyllic.
A look that encompasses
if at all there is to
sweetest in the world.
You can smile one
time
and I rimanerne ecstatic
by such feminine perfection.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
synthetic want
describe as no
never did:
two bright eyes
observing the target
while a machine
photographic captures
a sweet beauty
that comes from this simple girl.
Eyes and brown hair
together with a complexion
more or less tanned
but that enclose
features
Video idyllic.
A look that encompasses
if at all there is to
sweetest in the world.
You can smile one
time
and I rimanerne ecstatic
by such feminine perfection.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
Hi oh lovely creature
to enlighten my room
with your eyes.
is an honor to meet you
and observe it in a
photo, while the
I write these few words
to describe it fully.
Of all the girls
in the world, I see in you
a radiance in your face
with which you could enchant
and hypnotize a man
without ever leaving
escape.
Your mane of dark hair
is perfectly
with your features
while your smile
whispers sweet words
who looks at your face.
Are not capable of
steal all your beauty
because your features
are ammallianti.
From your image shines calm
and sweetness, that
that a real woman should be strong
have.
Remember a small hummingbird colored
that merges
the beauty of nature in a stream
lush mountain.
Please do not ever lose your these
characteristics
and also does favor.
accept my words
sign of friendship.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
to enlighten my room
with your eyes.
is an honor to meet you
and observe it in a
photo, while the
I write these few words
to describe it fully.
Of all the girls
in the world, I see in you
a radiance in your face
with which you could enchant
and hypnotize a man
without ever leaving
escape.
Your mane of dark hair
is perfectly
with your features
while your smile
whispers sweet words
who looks at your face.
Are not capable of
steal all your beauty
because your features
are ammallianti.
From your image shines calm
and sweetness, that
that a real woman should be strong
have.
Remember a small hummingbird colored
that merges
the beauty of nature in a stream
lush mountain.
Please do not ever lose your these
characteristics
and also does favor.
accept my words
sign of friendship.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
MY POEMS: SCRIPTURES THAT WANT TO EXPRESS MY MOOD
Words about words
separated by punctuation,
feelings about
at particular times
where my heart
trembles and shakes
deep.
The soul cries while
tears that flow
eyes reflect
mood that betrays the expression
smiling and happy
on my face.
My mind
is a jumble of thoughts,
I dare not go into it
and I hope with logic and reason
of emergence
from the sea of My ratings
and my inspirations.
Words about words
separated by punctuation,
feelings about
at particular times
where my heart
trembles and shakes
deep.
The soul cries while
tears that flow
eyes reflect
mood that betrays the expression
smiling and happy
on my face.
My mind
is a jumble of thoughts,
I dare not go into it
and I hope with logic and reason
of emergence
from the sea of My ratings
and my inspirations.
ARE YOU A FLAME BURNING INSIDE ME
Fire and flames,
Love that hot
raging in my heart
never go out.
Hailing from a feeling
inseparable from you
muse of my dreams
and companion of all
my good days and bad.
Illuminate up to blind
and make my way
visible to my eye
clouded by the darkness.
Our love
makes us free
and united at the same time
while I dominated you only
I throw myself in your sea of love,
greeted with bursts of sweet love
romantic.
Hold me with your hot
embrace veiled and
fill me with kisses to make me
drunk with happiness.
MArco Samaritans Comacchio '85
Fire and flames,
Love that hot
raging in my heart
never go out.
Hailing from a feeling
inseparable from you
muse of my dreams
and companion of all
my good days and bad.
Illuminate up to blind
and make my way
visible to my eye
clouded by the darkness.
Our love
makes us free
and united at the same time
while I dominated you only
I throw myself in your sea of love,
greeted with bursts of sweet love
romantic.
Hold me with your hot
embrace veiled and
fill me with kisses to make me
drunk with happiness.
MArco Samaritans Comacchio '85
A DELICATE LOOK
I lay my eyes on you
oh sweet spring flower.
Smile at a time
and make me partaker
your radiance,
I can snatch essence
tiny so as to
delight your luminescence.
With simple hand gesture
I salute you romantically
grasping your hand
sensitive to kiss her and then
leave,
I note that your
laid eyes are constantly
on mine,
I blush and smile
while with a gesture of the head kiss your hot
hand silk.
Have a great day
oh woman of my dreams
I can wake from my long
sleep and be ready to embrace them
in my everyday life.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
I lay my eyes on you
oh sweet spring flower.
Smile at a time
and make me partaker
your radiance,
I can snatch essence
tiny so as to
delight your luminescence.
With simple hand gesture
I salute you romantically
grasping your hand
sensitive to kiss her and then
leave,
I note that your
laid eyes are constantly
on mine,
I blush and smile
while with a gesture of the head kiss your hot
hand silk.
Have a great day
oh woman of my dreams
I can wake from my long
sleep and be ready to embrace them
in my everyday life.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
The FAKE RICH or wealthy
There's no point strut
in front of others
though the end result is the same condition
of the other, with the purpose to keep its high
reputation.
An established reputation as not
is worth more than anything,
devoid of existential
and moral principles exist.
Humility in the right position
makes one simple
live a peaceful and happy life
even though little, but still full of
satisfaction for the little things
and love for others.
Money can not buy everything
it does not make us more powerful and it great to
eyes of others,
is all an illusion that we have.
Indeed makes us slaves to a system that is rotten now
inside and corrupt.
We are corrupted by false principles and voids,
and values ??that extol nothing but
to destroy each other until
make us crazy nauseum.
Enough so little
to give a smile to someone
without asking anything in return
and humility
donate a little bit of affection,
and who knows how to run the world
in the right direction.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
There's no point strut
in front of others
though the end result is the same condition
of the other, with the purpose to keep its high
reputation.
An established reputation as not
is worth more than anything,
devoid of existential
and moral principles exist.
Humility in the right position
makes one simple
live a peaceful and happy life
even though little, but still full of
satisfaction for the little things
and love for others.
Money can not buy everything
it does not make us more powerful and it great to
eyes of others,
is all an illusion that we have.
Indeed makes us slaves to a system that is rotten now
inside and corrupt.
We are corrupted by false principles and voids,
and values ??that extol nothing but
to destroy each other until
make us crazy nauseum.
Enough so little
to give a smile to someone
without asking anything in return
and humility
donate a little bit of affection,
and who knows how to run the world
in the right direction.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
YOUNG FUTURE OF THE COUNTRY NOW
Young girls and boys
who are preparing to take
the way towards a future adult
uncertain.
Fresh minds and minds plagiarized
those we now call
masters of the world, even
able to make us into bondage:
modern slaves.
I often think,
looking right now
as a whole, as to end up
as adolescents and young people
are slaves to a frenzied consumerism
dramatically.
Now respect, education,
the values ??and principles of life are
virtually non-existent in this mass
of humans that is our planet,
except of course a few exceptions.
I see more and more often
boys and girls with a smartphone
photos that make staying connected obvious
to facebook and other social networks like.
Now we are losing the way we communicate
between us, and the new youth instead
can not communicate at all with the other
except by a message from a mobile phone.
Reputation is dictated by how many "like" you
photos in an album on facebook maybe even nude.
A reputation built on a house of cards
where just a simple intelligent person
collapsing it.
I want a world where
young people interact with technology
but to exchange ideas and not to exchange stupidities
empty words without meaning that you do not go anywhere,
I just want the real life that everyone should have.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
Young girls and boys
who are preparing to take
the way towards a future adult
uncertain.
Fresh minds and minds plagiarized
those we now call
masters of the world, even
able to make us into bondage:
modern slaves.
I often think,
looking right now
as a whole, as to end up
as adolescents and young people
are slaves to a frenzied consumerism
dramatically.
Now respect, education,
the values ??and principles of life are
virtually non-existent in this mass
of humans that is our planet,
except of course a few exceptions.
I see more and more often
boys and girls with a smartphone
photos that make staying connected obvious
to facebook and other social networks like.
Now we are losing the way we communicate
between us, and the new youth instead
can not communicate at all with the other
except by a message from a mobile phone.
Reputation is dictated by how many "like" you
photos in an album on facebook maybe even nude.
A reputation built on a house of cards
where just a simple intelligent person
collapsing it.
I want a world where
young people interact with technology
but to exchange ideas and not to exchange stupidities
empty words without meaning that you do not go anywhere,
I just want the real life that everyone should have.
Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85
INA: A GIRL WITH A VERY SWEET FACE
Excuse me oh girl from
the fine features:
let me watch you
in the eyes,
two jewels of rare beauty.
Let me look at while
whisper sweet words
your ears and
dream unforgettable moments
with you in my mind.
Let me touch your
heart or at least touch it
with my love,
I want to convey thoughts
sweet as
I guess
your hair in the wind like wires
a colorful canvas of feelings
facent part of a loving soul.
I bow to you and with respect
I introduce myself:
I'm a nice guy and romantic
that asks for your friendship,
while giving you a sweet kiss
veiled by a warmth that comes
from the soul my deepest.
Ina accept me as a friend
and grant
to call you friend
despite our distance.
I want to respect you and give you
my kindness
and my endless compliments.
From a friend: MArco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Excuse me oh girl from
the fine features:
let me watch you
in the eyes,
two jewels of rare beauty.
Let me look at while
whisper sweet words
your ears and
dream unforgettable moments
with you in my mind.
Let me touch your
heart or at least touch it
with my love,
I want to convey thoughts
sweet as
I guess
your hair in the wind like wires
a colorful canvas of feelings
facent part of a loving soul.
I bow to you and with respect
I introduce myself:
I'm a nice guy and romantic
that asks for your friendship,
while giving you a sweet kiss
veiled by a warmth that comes
from the soul my deepest.
Ina accept me as a friend
and grant
to call you friend
despite our distance.
I want to respect you and give you
my kindness
and my endless compliments.
From a friend: MArco Samaritani Comacchio '85
LIFE CAN END IN BLINK OF AN EYE
A breath, a breath of wind,
a feather driven by it
advances inexorably
driven to and fro,
but with a clear destination.
A light and quiet life
that although it was hard, it can
terminate in a single
instant, like a bubble
of soap.
Our thread of life
may end up on the razor thin
of the
and be judged.
We are only human
we are granted free
will
but it is not granted the day and time
of our death.
This will prove to be a right time
but with immense surprise
because it can happen
at an age
or a previous age
youth
nobody knows.
What is certain, however, that
death
will come as a life at the same
moment can be born.
The afterlife you can not
perceive
and then we
we go back to our
actions that will echo through the centuries to
come and try to guide the
alive frequencies
offset beyond our earthly life.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
A breath, a breath of wind,
a feather driven by it
advances inexorably
driven to and fro,
but with a clear destination.
A light and quiet life
that although it was hard, it can
terminate in a single
instant, like a bubble
of soap.
Our thread of life
may end up on the razor thin
of the
and be judged.
We are only human
we are granted free
will
but it is not granted the day and time
of our death.
This will prove to be a right time
but with immense surprise
because it can happen
at an age
or a previous age
youth
nobody knows.
What is certain, however, that
death
will come as a life at the same
moment can be born.
The afterlife you can not
perceive
and then we
we go back to our
actions that will echo through the centuries to
come and try to guide the
alive frequencies
offset beyond our earthly life.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I DO WHAT I SAY
I say it and I repeat it:
there is no he or she
that may hinder the spirit
infinitely free
what a noble mind and in my heart.
I say and do,
but not for need but for
constant pride
What distinguishes me from others.
Do it because acting is what I have left
to prove that I'm worth and
gift humanity and goodness to others
why do you ask my self
while an intelligent mind helps me to
donate equally to the next
next to me.
I'll be dignified and simple
in the future of time
with humility and get myself to the will of the High
sky so that all my actions
will persist and teach
intellect with fools.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
I say it and I repeat it:
there is no he or she
that may hinder the spirit
infinitely free
what a noble mind and in my heart.
I say and do,
but not for need but for
constant pride
What distinguishes me from others.
Do it because acting is what I have left
to prove that I'm worth and
gift humanity and goodness to others
why do you ask my self
while an intelligent mind helps me to
donate equally to the next
next to me.
I'll be dignified and simple
in the future of time
with humility and get myself to the will of the High
sky so that all my actions
will persist and teach
intellect with fools.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
GIVE VALUE TO SMALL THINGS
O little gesture
from the heart you rise,
with emotion you make room
in my head.
Do not stop
goes on and on
until you reach the soul
immensely divine
from which flows a source
goodness.
Accept these little things
in which enclose a value
invaluable
as you pleased
smile me happy
and nod your head to see
my pleasure
and happiness in receiving them.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
O little gesture
from the heart you rise,
with emotion you make room
in my head.
Do not stop
goes on and on
until you reach the soul
immensely divine
from which flows a source
goodness.
Accept these little things
in which enclose a value
invaluable
as you pleased
smile me happy
and nod your head to see
my pleasure
and happiness in receiving them.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
TIME TO DECIDE AND DO
Whale me an idea in the mind,
makes me proud surprisingly,
but in a moment it must be
quickly.
The view is decent
personal and irreverent.
Do not disappoint my
expectations,
goals are all set
in the mind.
Now there is only the moment
to have confidence in myself
and going on a trip
decision-making
and make it immensely
in a complicated world
socially.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Whale me an idea in the mind,
makes me proud surprisingly,
but in a moment it must be
quickly.
The view is decent
personal and irreverent.
Do not disappoint my
expectations,
goals are all set
in the mind.
Now there is only the moment
to have confidence in myself
and going on a trip
decision-making
and make it immensely
in a complicated world
socially.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
A VERY GOOD PAINTER AND ARTIST: Nunistell Mae Fulo- Lee
Painter, artist,
woman, female, mother and wife.
Artist woman
puts desire to grow and learn
in what she paints.
Expresses it with vital colors
and soft shades
reminiscent of children
heavenly.
Works of enchanting
beauty:
from nature, to
human silhouettes of people that
mingle with the chaos
and colors that blend
with the infinity of the sky
and the love of a heart
full of human warmth.
Live and be happy
painting your life
color of love
and drawing shapes
future of freedom
and harmony.
from a friend: Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Painter, artist,
woman, female, mother and wife.
Artist woman
puts desire to grow and learn
in what she paints.
Expresses it with vital colors
and soft shades
reminiscent of children
heavenly.
Works of enchanting
beauty:
from nature, to
human silhouettes of people that
mingle with the chaos
and colors that blend
with the infinity of the sky
and the love of a heart
full of human warmth.
Live and be happy
painting your life
color of love
and drawing shapes
future of freedom
and harmony.
from a friend: Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
BONJOUR, A BEAUTIFUL DAY!
hello
Good morning, I sit next to, thank you.
Truly a beautiful day,
especially if I look at
smile to the rays of the morning
that seem to have an impact radiant
on you,
illuminates the face of the
a thousand shades.
Excuse me if I would,
you are a woman of immense beauty,
will be out of your aura around
that makes you look divine,
but I remain stunned
from your eyes and
Your eyes blue sky
with shades of green.
I see a wild
yet quiet and peaceful
as the waters of a stream
in the spring.
Reminds me of a nature
where can I abandon
its thousand sensations.
Do not be ashamed,
not blush,
but I only tighten
hand and remember this
lovely time
as you are beautiful you
my eyes.
Wait a moment:
you can stay in my mind only one
moment and color me
this day
wish changing colors
as has not happened for years.
I want to thank you and then I leave
in saying that I have observed
so many beautiful things
but you make me miss
really breath in only
meet your sweet eyes.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
hello
Good morning, I sit next to, thank you.
Truly a beautiful day,
especially if I look at
smile to the rays of the morning
that seem to have an impact radiant
on you,
illuminates the face of the
a thousand shades.
Excuse me if I would,
you are a woman of immense beauty,
will be out of your aura around
that makes you look divine,
but I remain stunned
from your eyes and
Your eyes blue sky
with shades of green.
I see a wild
yet quiet and peaceful
as the waters of a stream
in the spring.
Reminds me of a nature
where can I abandon
its thousand sensations.
Do not be ashamed,
not blush,
but I only tighten
hand and remember this
lovely time
as you are beautiful you
my eyes.
Wait a moment:
you can stay in my mind only one
moment and color me
this day
wish changing colors
as has not happened for years.
I want to thank you and then I leave
in saying that I have observed
so many beautiful things
but you make me miss
really breath in only
meet your sweet eyes.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
MIND THAT HEALS
energy in the form
of healing power
that flows from the hands of a
boy, good soul and
tenacious in character.
A fluid spirit-rooted
deep
generated by a positive mind
immense and especially rare.
Enterprising spirit that guides
and governs this person to me
friend more than any other person
unique and special
in all his humanity.
A heart that can not be described
in a few verses or simple words
but if you want to summarize it would be
infinite goodness
and warmth toward others.
The treatment of which he is the author
is created in the maze
its positive unconscious
and touch the sun and by a merger
innate succeeds where there no
but it arrived: healing through
psychic power.
Roots of energy coming out of the
physicality of this boy as
wanting to join to other
and establish communication benevolent
where you create a peace of mind.
Few people understand and even now
is misunderstood because it refused
by modern medicine now ignorant
lofty levels, while
this young man brings serenity
where his touch rests
of people in need of aid
physical and mental health.
What, psychologist, psychiatrist,
a very privileged profession
but if not taken with a certain mentality
not lead anywhere and it is here
that my friend comes in its own
modern medicine because of these people
adult would treat this as a charlatan
whereas the pure and simple truth
is that while he has already exceeded the limits them from
long time both mental and physical instead the majority
of professionals not, are locked in a circle
and bell where thought and especially the mind does not open
and can not bloom in new ideas and pushing the limits
themselves;
Why ourselves if what we are beings who
come into the world to overcome our own limitations
and push forward increasingly coming to
know the very limits of an infinite always
plus infinity!
From a friend: Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
energy in the form
of healing power
that flows from the hands of a
boy, good soul and
tenacious in character.
A fluid spirit-rooted
deep
generated by a positive mind
immense and especially rare.
Enterprising spirit that guides
and governs this person to me
friend more than any other person
unique and special
in all his humanity.
A heart that can not be described
in a few verses or simple words
but if you want to summarize it would be
infinite goodness
and warmth toward others.
The treatment of which he is the author
is created in the maze
its positive unconscious
and touch the sun and by a merger
innate succeeds where there no
but it arrived: healing through
psychic power.
Roots of energy coming out of the
physicality of this boy as
wanting to join to other
and establish communication benevolent
where you create a peace of mind.
Few people understand and even now
is misunderstood because it refused
by modern medicine now ignorant
lofty levels, while
this young man brings serenity
where his touch rests
of people in need of aid
physical and mental health.
What, psychologist, psychiatrist,
a very privileged profession
but if not taken with a certain mentality
not lead anywhere and it is here
that my friend comes in its own
modern medicine because of these people
adult would treat this as a charlatan
whereas the pure and simple truth
is that while he has already exceeded the limits them from
long time both mental and physical instead the majority
of professionals not, are locked in a circle
and bell where thought and especially the mind does not open
and can not bloom in new ideas and pushing the limits
themselves;
Why ourselves if what we are beings who
come into the world to overcome our own limitations
and push forward increasingly coming to
know the very limits of an infinite always
plus infinity!
From a friend: Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THROW YEARS OF LIFE FOR NOTHING
Years upon years,
days flew away,
an immense love more than the sea.
A morbid attachment
a girl, who in turn
not reciprocate equally.
Live like it's the last moment
of your life with more
Looking to the future and a pinch
organization for these events
to come.
Do not give up, always go to his head
high.
A boy, a man,
must have the courage of their
mistakes and admit them,
indulge in a woman,
strike deepest soul.
Do not be afraid,
such person may suffer
but never as much as you
to know they're not really reciprocated
to the end.
Years in love are not days or years
down the drain, but lived
where every single minute teaching
as our existence is important
and they have a great teaching
of human experience and emotional.
MArco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Years upon years,
days flew away,
an immense love more than the sea.
A morbid attachment
a girl, who in turn
not reciprocate equally.
Live like it's the last moment
of your life with more
Looking to the future and a pinch
organization for these events
to come.
Do not give up, always go to his head
high.
A boy, a man,
must have the courage of their
mistakes and admit them,
indulge in a woman,
strike deepest soul.
Do not be afraid,
such person may suffer
but never as much as you
to know they're not really reciprocated
to the end.
Years in love are not days or years
down the drain, but lived
where every single minute teaching
as our existence is important
and they have a great teaching
of human experience and emotional.
MArco Samaritani Comacchio '85
THOUGHTS BEFORE SLEEP: HAPPINESS 'FRIENDS'
A thought,
a direct link with a friend,
that in his small,
needs affection,
human warmth.
Tears every day
no matter the time,
but the significance of this
gesture,
encasing the heart
in their own hearts,
until it bled.
Pain that some days
not perceived
but resting her head
the pillow,
resurfaces at the surface,
bringing with it a whole
jumble of thoughts uncertain
and sad.
Dear friend, do not fear the dark,
do not be afraid to fall,
I will tend you hand until
it can come to you.
I will stand,
to assist you with help and
you do not stop you from making mistakes,
but rather that you can wander
and get up alone
more fortified than before
making me proud of you
and proud of your character.
I can only watch you
and steal from you
as nature created us
needy
human affection to each other,
and by that I urge you
to give a bit of happiness
to those who need love and affection mixed
to those who are in darkness absolute.
Help him to get up and
always tries to show pride
of your future actions,
because the few are doing.
MArco Samaritani Comacchio '85
A thought,
a direct link with a friend,
that in his small,
needs affection,
human warmth.
Tears every day
no matter the time,
but the significance of this
gesture,
encasing the heart
in their own hearts,
until it bled.
Pain that some days
not perceived
but resting her head
the pillow,
resurfaces at the surface,
bringing with it a whole
jumble of thoughts uncertain
and sad.
Dear friend, do not fear the dark,
do not be afraid to fall,
I will tend you hand until
it can come to you.
I will stand,
to assist you with help and
you do not stop you from making mistakes,
but rather that you can wander
and get up alone
more fortified than before
making me proud of you
and proud of your character.
I can only watch you
and steal from you
as nature created us
needy
human affection to each other,
and by that I urge you
to give a bit of happiness
to those who need love and affection mixed
to those who are in darkness absolute.
Help him to get up and
always tries to show pride
of your future actions,
because the few are doing.
MArco Samaritani Comacchio '85
lunedì 22 aprile 2013
domenica 21 aprile 2013
SONO SOLO UNO SPETTATORE
Osservo,
imparo,
apprendo!
Sono solo qui come spettatore
in questa misera vita.
Poche sono state le mie
azioni e altrettanto poche
saranno in futuro.
Ma dal canto mio
io credo in quel che faccio
e continuo in questo cammino
di osservazione e riflessione
e chissà magari trovo la soluzione
ai miei problemi e a quelli
degli altri.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Osservo,
imparo,
apprendo!
Sono solo qui come spettatore
in questa misera vita.
Poche sono state le mie
azioni e altrettanto poche
saranno in futuro.
Ma dal canto mio
io credo in quel che faccio
e continuo in questo cammino
di osservazione e riflessione
e chissà magari trovo la soluzione
ai miei problemi e a quelli
degli altri.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Domande,
curiosità svelate.
Questo deve essere
ogni giorno.
Questa bisogno di conoscenza
è a dir poco eccezionale
e fantastico nel suo piccolo
perchè è uno dei gesti necessari
per scoprire tutte le verità
nascoste al nostro animo
e colmare le lacune che ci caratterizzano
rendendoci liberi dalle catene quotidiane.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
curiosità svelate.
Questo deve essere
ogni giorno.
Questa bisogno di conoscenza
è a dir poco eccezionale
e fantastico nel suo piccolo
perchè è uno dei gesti necessari
per scoprire tutte le verità
nascoste al nostro animo
e colmare le lacune che ci caratterizzano
rendendoci liberi dalle catene quotidiane.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Ciao cara amica!
Qaunto tempo che non ci si sente
e non si parla allegramente.
Giusto un piccolo momento
libero oh trovato
e con questa scusa ti ho contattato.
Voglio ribadire la mia amicizia per te
perchè poche sono le persone di cui
mi fido completamente.
E' un onore continuare ad averti come
amica
e non voglio esasperarti
ma solo salutarti amichevolmente
con un gesto affettuoso
e rigorosamente sincero.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Qaunto tempo che non ci si sente
e non si parla allegramente.
Giusto un piccolo momento
libero oh trovato
e con questa scusa ti ho contattato.
Voglio ribadire la mia amicizia per te
perchè poche sono le persone di cui
mi fido completamente.
E' un onore continuare ad averti come
amica
e non voglio esasperarti
ma solo salutarti amichevolmente
con un gesto affettuoso
e rigorosamente sincero.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Coraggio!
Sveglia cara,
i raggi del sole illuminano
la stanza
mentre la natura pullula di vitalità.
Tu dormigliona
tutta rannicchiata nelle coperte
e nella tua dolcezza
dormi inconsciamente.
Aspetto questo piccolo momento
di risveglio
in cui vedo la tua dolcezza e
innocenza
nel destarti
dal tuo sonno notturno
e lo aspetto con impazzienza
perchè il mio cuore
vuole riscaldarti
e vedere la tua anima
al mattino spoglia di
tutte le corazze giornaliere.
Destati perchè aspettare un altro
attimo impazzisco d'amore
e apri i tuoi occhietti
perchè io possa scorgere il sentimento
che ricambi nei miei confronti.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Sveglia cara,
i raggi del sole illuminano
la stanza
mentre la natura pullula di vitalità.
Tu dormigliona
tutta rannicchiata nelle coperte
e nella tua dolcezza
dormi inconsciamente.
Aspetto questo piccolo momento
di risveglio
in cui vedo la tua dolcezza e
innocenza
nel destarti
dal tuo sonno notturno
e lo aspetto con impazzienza
perchè il mio cuore
vuole riscaldarti
e vedere la tua anima
al mattino spoglia di
tutte le corazze giornaliere.
Destati perchè aspettare un altro
attimo impazzisco d'amore
e apri i tuoi occhietti
perchè io possa scorgere il sentimento
che ricambi nei miei confronti.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Ascolto e recepisco,
ogni volta che
giungono sciocchezze
alle mie orecchie.
Ragiono continuamente,
la mia testa è in continua
evoluzione.
Aiuto se necessario
nell'orientarsi verso
la verità.
Fuggo dall'ignoranza
perchè una malattia
autoimmune
da cui si rimane imprigionati
a vita.
Uso un giusto grado di obiettività
nel giudicare, anche se giudicare
non bisognerebbe farlo.
Continuo nel mio risveglio
culturale
perchè ritenuto
l'unica vera rivoluzione personale
della propria persona nel voler conoscere
il mondo e l'universo intero.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
ogni volta che
giungono sciocchezze
alle mie orecchie.
Ragiono continuamente,
la mia testa è in continua
evoluzione.
Aiuto se necessario
nell'orientarsi verso
la verità.
Fuggo dall'ignoranza
perchè una malattia
autoimmune
da cui si rimane imprigionati
a vita.
Uso un giusto grado di obiettività
nel giudicare, anche se giudicare
non bisognerebbe farlo.
Continuo nel mio risveglio
culturale
perchè ritenuto
l'unica vera rivoluzione personale
della propria persona nel voler conoscere
il mondo e l'universo intero.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Ma perchè,
cerco in ogni modo di dimenticare
eppure come dal nulla
ritorni e vaghi nella mia
mente,
come un ossessione.
Sei un pensiero fisso di
cui non posso liberarmi
e continuerò così fino a che
la mia anima capirà che è giunto il momento
di lasciarti andare
senza ripensamenti e illusioni.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
cerco in ogni modo di dimenticare
eppure come dal nulla
ritorni e vaghi nella mia
mente,
come un ossessione.
Sei un pensiero fisso di
cui non posso liberarmi
e continuerò così fino a che
la mia anima capirà che è giunto il momento
di lasciarti andare
senza ripensamenti e illusioni.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Giriamo in tondo
senza fine,
come un cerchio infinito
o un cane che si mangia la coda.
Ci strattoniamo
a destra e manca,
e ovunque inciampiamo.
Non ci rendiamo conto
degli sbagli
che commettiamo
e non riflettiamo mai
nel ripararli
ed impararare da essi.
Le scuse che inventiamo:
lo facciamo per darci una
ragione per proseguire
mentre non facciamo
altro che mentire a noi
stessi senza vedere la verità.
Cuore sincerò e veritiero
mente vigile agli errori
e ragione unita a curiosità
nell'imparare ogni giorno
dall'ignoto che non conosciamo.
Marco Samaritani Comaccchio '85
senza fine,
come un cerchio infinito
o un cane che si mangia la coda.
Ci strattoniamo
a destra e manca,
e ovunque inciampiamo.
Non ci rendiamo conto
degli sbagli
che commettiamo
e non riflettiamo mai
nel ripararli
ed impararare da essi.
Le scuse che inventiamo:
lo facciamo per darci una
ragione per proseguire
mentre non facciamo
altro che mentire a noi
stessi senza vedere la verità.
Cuore sincerò e veritiero
mente vigile agli errori
e ragione unita a curiosità
nell'imparare ogni giorno
dall'ignoto che non conosciamo.
Marco Samaritani Comaccchio '85
Parole accartocciate
come giornali vecchi,
e gettate nel cestino
come di consueto.
Termini inutili secondo
la nostra coscienza
ma che nel nostro pentimento
ritorniamo e
li ripeschiamo
dal dimenticatoio
in cui li abbiamo confinati.
Valori di cui ci liberiamo
senza ragionare
mentre invece
sono quelli che ci aiutano
a vivere, ad andare avanti
nella vita.
I nostri principi morali
che orgogliosamente
e con dignità
ne facciamo tesoro
per ottenere
la nostra felicità
privata.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
come giornali vecchi,
e gettate nel cestino
come di consueto.
Termini inutili secondo
la nostra coscienza
ma che nel nostro pentimento
ritorniamo e
li ripeschiamo
dal dimenticatoio
in cui li abbiamo confinati.
Valori di cui ci liberiamo
senza ragionare
mentre invece
sono quelli che ci aiutano
a vivere, ad andare avanti
nella vita.
I nostri principi morali
che orgogliosamente
e con dignità
ne facciamo tesoro
per ottenere
la nostra felicità
privata.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
IL RESPIRO DELL'ARMONIA
Immerso come di
consueto nel verde
del mio paesaggio preferito
di campagna.
Distese infinite di erba
piante vegetazione alberi
animali.
Sento quasi come un respiro
che mi rumoreggia all'orecchio.
Non è il vento,
ma è proprio la natura stessa
un 'armonia di elementi
che fanno sentire il proprio
essere,
la loro presenza
come un battito di un cuore
in ognuno di essi che vive,
palpita.
Sento le pulsasione del Sole
e quelle della vegetazione
che mi anima e mi pervade
nel profondo.
Potrei stare in eterno con questa
sensazione e non ne sarei
mai sazio.
Ma per ora voglio godermela
lentamente
mentre acquisisco la consapevolezza
di essere dentro la vita stessa
e di farne parte in prima persona
senza mai governarla
ma facendomi trasportare dolcemente.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Immerso come di
consueto nel verde
del mio paesaggio preferito
di campagna.
Distese infinite di erba
piante vegetazione alberi
animali.
Sento quasi come un respiro
che mi rumoreggia all'orecchio.
Non è il vento,
ma è proprio la natura stessa
un 'armonia di elementi
che fanno sentire il proprio
essere,
la loro presenza
come un battito di un cuore
in ognuno di essi che vive,
palpita.
Sento le pulsasione del Sole
e quelle della vegetazione
che mi anima e mi pervade
nel profondo.
Potrei stare in eterno con questa
sensazione e non ne sarei
mai sazio.
Ma per ora voglio godermela
lentamente
mentre acquisisco la consapevolezza
di essere dentro la vita stessa
e di farne parte in prima persona
senza mai governarla
ma facendomi trasportare dolcemente.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Lo sento chiaramente dentro me:
il destarsi di sensazioni che
derivano dal profondo e ascoltarle
con le orecchie mentre le posso
osservare con gli occhi della mente.
Il silenzio ha un rumore o un suono
interminabile, continuo
che ci rimbomba nelle orecchie ma
soprattutto nella testa.
Apro gli occhi e odo come un ronzio continuo
e costante che mi arriva da un punto impreciso
del nulla.
Percepisco dentro di me
lo scontrarsi di onde impetuose
che voglio emergere ma che tengo
rinchiuse da troppo tempo.
Il cuore mi sta esplodendo e il sangue
lo sento ribollire.
Dal silenzio emergono pensieri,
riflessioni, parole, idee, problemi,
qualsiasi cosa che viaggia alla velocità
della luce nel mio cervello.
Non posso scorgere o capire nessuno di
tutto ciò
perchè troppo veloce e impreciso.
Vedo qualcosa invece di chiaro che lo è sempre
stato fin dall'inizio, è
un qualcosa che mi identifica
nel mio essere: sono io.
Il vedermi sempre da dentro il mio corpo
come quasi essere una figura padrona di un fisico
che comando, e che continuo ad osservare
perchè sento a volte distaccato dalla mente
e dal cuore menter funziona nella sua anatomia e in
tutta la sua complessità.
Che strano!
Il guardarmi allo specchio e come tuffarmi
dentro me stesso.
Entrare in un mondo che già conosco dove
i momenti che si succedono sono passato
presente e futuro
ma tutti ingarbugliati e imprecisi.
Non sono in grado di vedermi felice
o soddisfatto in nessuno dei tre casi.
Rompersi, spaccarsi questo sento
dentro me stesso.
Il rumore della roccia che frana che porta
qualsiasi cosa con la propria forza impetuosa a
valle.
Una diga che si spacca, che rompe le paratie,
l'acqua imperversa ovunque,
non si può fermare la sua forza inarestabile,
va oltre i limiti conosciuti della mente.
Là dove dovrei rifugiarmi ma
invece emergo così come di consueto
tramite il mio scrivere drammatico,
sentimentale, romantico, travolgente,
inutile, sensato;
termini che fuoriescono dalla mia memoria
dove risiedono
ricordi passati e presenti.
Il mal di testa cresce di intensità
ed ecco che gli occhi tendono a chiudersi
e la capacità intelletiva diminuisce.
Quando? Adesso?
Non credo proprio!
Le parole da scrivere escono
come un fiume in piena
anche senza senso
aggrovigliate a pensieri
significati a cui voglio attribuire un senso
anche se spesso non c'è.
La mia vita passata: eccola!
Nulla di più innocente di
un bambino che gioca con ogni cosa e
vive ignaro di pericoli e problemi
mentre invece già dal suo subconscio
sa che persona potrebbe essere.
Diventa un ragazzino e poi un adulto e nessun
passo avanti non è viene fatto
tranne che in campo culturale logico.
Ecco di punto in bianco
il risveglio che coincide con eventi caotici
strani che anche io non posso risalire
eppure ricordo frammentati.
Frammenti di memorie importanti
che rimangono là
in quel luogo dove non permetto a nessuno
di entrarvi anche se poi
alla fine il mio cuore è troppo buono
e soggetto a forze esterne che lo fanno
soffrire in ogni modo.
Il mio cervello invece
risulta impenetrabile,
un grande cancello insormontabile.
E c'è solo una persona che entra ed esce
di continuo controllando sempre
che sia l'unica: la mia dignità
insieme al mio orgoglio di vivere.
Non posso dire di essere perfetto
infatti ho lacune in qualsiasi cosa
come nella normalità di ognuno.
La mia testa è il regno del caos
non lo metto in dubbio ma
quante idee e soprattutto
quante emozioni condivide con il
mio animo più profondo.
Il fatto di essere imparziale,
diplomatico e riflessivo
a fatto sì che diventassi
più sicuro di me
con gli altri,
in mezzo agli altri.
Anche se il mio fisico a volte si stacca
completamente
dalla mia anima e
dalla mia testa creandomi
effetti fisici disastrosi
ma non gravi a cui risolvo in
breve tempo.
Non sono un involucro che contiene solo la mia anima
e la mia testa
non contiene solo un cervello
vivente in grado di pensare.
Ma io sono un tutt'uno
tra cervello, mente, cuore, anima,
fisico
con cui io a volte mi distacco,
voi vi chiederete come sia possibile,
ma sono come la Dio ,
che governa il caos di questi 5 elementi
e di cui mi servo per poter vivere ma
ahimè non sempre riesco a raggiungere la felicità
proprio perchè devo capire
e presto ci riuscirò che
devo collaborare anche con gli elementi esterni,
naturali,
i miei genitori mi hanno creato ma
prima di tutto la natura
ha creato tutto e tutti
e da li devo imparare che
non posso distaccarmene
ma anzi collaborare
perchè così facendo posso
prendere il mio posto nella vita
e viverla appieno in tutte le
sue sfumature
sia belle che brutte.
Per ora sono solo a una piccolissima
percentuale di collaborazione con essa.
Ma voglio ampliarla sempre di più
perchè non so se siamo soli nell'universo
ma aiutando la natura
vogliofar emergere
tutta la mia forza
ed energia e trasmetterla
all'universo intero
così che altre forme di vita la
possano carpire ed usare.
Siamo solo un mezzo
cui la natura ci offre
una vita da vivere e ci invita
a condividerla al meglio con ella stessa
e tutti gli altri essere viventi.
Quel rumore nel silenzio che
sento spesso
non è altro che il richiamo della mia
anima che si propaga nell'ambiente esterno
in armonia con tutto e tutti
e questo fa sì che la nostra felicità possa
contagiare gli altri e farli vivere
bene ovunque.
Un'energia senza confini e limiti
che fuoriesce da noi stessi per gli altri.
c'è l'ho questa fissa per gli altri
e mettermi a disposizione per il prossimo
ma per ora
è troppo chiusa in me che
non riesco a farla emergere totalmente, ma c'è.
Freme la sento!
Purtroppo i miei limiti mentali
non le permettono
di agire come dovrebbe.
Io in primis da dentro non posso
importla al cervello come sistema,
o alla mente come soluzione per tutto.
Il mio cuore la apprezzerebbe molto
ma per ora sono troppo distanti dal farlo
quindi non mi resta che rimanere vicino
alla mia anima
e continuare a lavorare
per emergere sempre più,
convinto che prima o poi
sboccerò
anche io come un fiore
e allora potrò riversare
tutto il mio bene sugli altri.
Una cosa importantissima è
la mia lotta continua tra il mio demone negativo
e il mi angelo positivo interno.
Spesso non sono in grado di trattenere il demone
e fa pendere l'ago della bilancia morale
sulla negatività ma cerco comunque di ternerla
sempre più segregata in un angolo.
La negatività c'è ovunque ma dobbiamo fare in modo
di traformarla in energia positiva passando dalla mente
perchè solo così posso controllare i nostri demoni
e chissà vivere felici se ci è concesso
insieme ai nostri valori e principi.
Certo comunque che nelle mie riflessioni
cerco di essere il più esplicito possibile
ma quando mi immergo dentro me stesso
non ho più certezze.
Tutto si spacca perfino le leggi che mi
governano proprio perchè sono in continua evoluzione
e cerco sempre di migliorarmi al meglio.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
il destarsi di sensazioni che
derivano dal profondo e ascoltarle
con le orecchie mentre le posso
osservare con gli occhi della mente.
Il silenzio ha un rumore o un suono
interminabile, continuo
che ci rimbomba nelle orecchie ma
soprattutto nella testa.
Apro gli occhi e odo come un ronzio continuo
e costante che mi arriva da un punto impreciso
del nulla.
Percepisco dentro di me
lo scontrarsi di onde impetuose
che voglio emergere ma che tengo
rinchiuse da troppo tempo.
Il cuore mi sta esplodendo e il sangue
lo sento ribollire.
Dal silenzio emergono pensieri,
riflessioni, parole, idee, problemi,
qualsiasi cosa che viaggia alla velocità
della luce nel mio cervello.
Non posso scorgere o capire nessuno di
tutto ciò
perchè troppo veloce e impreciso.
Vedo qualcosa invece di chiaro che lo è sempre
stato fin dall'inizio, è
un qualcosa che mi identifica
nel mio essere: sono io.
Il vedermi sempre da dentro il mio corpo
come quasi essere una figura padrona di un fisico
che comando, e che continuo ad osservare
perchè sento a volte distaccato dalla mente
e dal cuore menter funziona nella sua anatomia e in
tutta la sua complessità.
Che strano!
Il guardarmi allo specchio e come tuffarmi
dentro me stesso.
Entrare in un mondo che già conosco dove
i momenti che si succedono sono passato
presente e futuro
ma tutti ingarbugliati e imprecisi.
Non sono in grado di vedermi felice
o soddisfatto in nessuno dei tre casi.
Rompersi, spaccarsi questo sento
dentro me stesso.
Il rumore della roccia che frana che porta
qualsiasi cosa con la propria forza impetuosa a
valle.
Una diga che si spacca, che rompe le paratie,
l'acqua imperversa ovunque,
non si può fermare la sua forza inarestabile,
va oltre i limiti conosciuti della mente.
Là dove dovrei rifugiarmi ma
invece emergo così come di consueto
tramite il mio scrivere drammatico,
sentimentale, romantico, travolgente,
inutile, sensato;
termini che fuoriescono dalla mia memoria
dove risiedono
ricordi passati e presenti.
Il mal di testa cresce di intensità
ed ecco che gli occhi tendono a chiudersi
e la capacità intelletiva diminuisce.
Quando? Adesso?
Non credo proprio!
Le parole da scrivere escono
come un fiume in piena
anche senza senso
aggrovigliate a pensieri
significati a cui voglio attribuire un senso
anche se spesso non c'è.
La mia vita passata: eccola!
Nulla di più innocente di
un bambino che gioca con ogni cosa e
vive ignaro di pericoli e problemi
mentre invece già dal suo subconscio
sa che persona potrebbe essere.
Diventa un ragazzino e poi un adulto e nessun
passo avanti non è viene fatto
tranne che in campo culturale logico.
Ecco di punto in bianco
il risveglio che coincide con eventi caotici
strani che anche io non posso risalire
eppure ricordo frammentati.
Frammenti di memorie importanti
che rimangono là
in quel luogo dove non permetto a nessuno
di entrarvi anche se poi
alla fine il mio cuore è troppo buono
e soggetto a forze esterne che lo fanno
soffrire in ogni modo.
Il mio cervello invece
risulta impenetrabile,
un grande cancello insormontabile.
E c'è solo una persona che entra ed esce
di continuo controllando sempre
che sia l'unica: la mia dignità
insieme al mio orgoglio di vivere.
Non posso dire di essere perfetto
infatti ho lacune in qualsiasi cosa
come nella normalità di ognuno.
La mia testa è il regno del caos
non lo metto in dubbio ma
quante idee e soprattutto
quante emozioni condivide con il
mio animo più profondo.
Il fatto di essere imparziale,
diplomatico e riflessivo
a fatto sì che diventassi
più sicuro di me
con gli altri,
in mezzo agli altri.
Anche se il mio fisico a volte si stacca
completamente
dalla mia anima e
dalla mia testa creandomi
effetti fisici disastrosi
ma non gravi a cui risolvo in
breve tempo.
Non sono un involucro che contiene solo la mia anima
e la mia testa
non contiene solo un cervello
vivente in grado di pensare.
Ma io sono un tutt'uno
tra cervello, mente, cuore, anima,
fisico
con cui io a volte mi distacco,
voi vi chiederete come sia possibile,
ma sono come la Dio ,
che governa il caos di questi 5 elementi
e di cui mi servo per poter vivere ma
ahimè non sempre riesco a raggiungere la felicità
proprio perchè devo capire
e presto ci riuscirò che
devo collaborare anche con gli elementi esterni,
naturali,
i miei genitori mi hanno creato ma
prima di tutto la natura
ha creato tutto e tutti
e da li devo imparare che
non posso distaccarmene
ma anzi collaborare
perchè così facendo posso
prendere il mio posto nella vita
e viverla appieno in tutte le
sue sfumature
sia belle che brutte.
Per ora sono solo a una piccolissima
percentuale di collaborazione con essa.
Ma voglio ampliarla sempre di più
perchè non so se siamo soli nell'universo
ma aiutando la natura
vogliofar emergere
tutta la mia forza
ed energia e trasmetterla
all'universo intero
così che altre forme di vita la
possano carpire ed usare.
Siamo solo un mezzo
cui la natura ci offre
una vita da vivere e ci invita
a condividerla al meglio con ella stessa
e tutti gli altri essere viventi.
Quel rumore nel silenzio che
sento spesso
non è altro che il richiamo della mia
anima che si propaga nell'ambiente esterno
in armonia con tutto e tutti
e questo fa sì che la nostra felicità possa
contagiare gli altri e farli vivere
bene ovunque.
Un'energia senza confini e limiti
che fuoriesce da noi stessi per gli altri.
c'è l'ho questa fissa per gli altri
e mettermi a disposizione per il prossimo
ma per ora
è troppo chiusa in me che
non riesco a farla emergere totalmente, ma c'è.
Freme la sento!
Purtroppo i miei limiti mentali
non le permettono
di agire come dovrebbe.
Io in primis da dentro non posso
importla al cervello come sistema,
o alla mente come soluzione per tutto.
Il mio cuore la apprezzerebbe molto
ma per ora sono troppo distanti dal farlo
quindi non mi resta che rimanere vicino
alla mia anima
e continuare a lavorare
per emergere sempre più,
convinto che prima o poi
sboccerò
anche io come un fiore
e allora potrò riversare
tutto il mio bene sugli altri.
Una cosa importantissima è
la mia lotta continua tra il mio demone negativo
e il mi angelo positivo interno.
Spesso non sono in grado di trattenere il demone
e fa pendere l'ago della bilancia morale
sulla negatività ma cerco comunque di ternerla
sempre più segregata in un angolo.
La negatività c'è ovunque ma dobbiamo fare in modo
di traformarla in energia positiva passando dalla mente
perchè solo così posso controllare i nostri demoni
e chissà vivere felici se ci è concesso
insieme ai nostri valori e principi.
Certo comunque che nelle mie riflessioni
cerco di essere il più esplicito possibile
ma quando mi immergo dentro me stesso
non ho più certezze.
Tutto si spacca perfino le leggi che mi
governano proprio perchè sono in continua evoluzione
e cerco sempre di migliorarmi al meglio.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Cammino per le vie
del mio paese,
gente allegra e festaiola incontro.
Persone cordiali e gentili,
sento nell'aria un profumo di
tradizioni locali che si avvicinano
perchè ormai siamo vicino
alla domenica di Pasqua.
Il meteo non promette
niente di buono e un mio pensiero
ricorre verso quelle attività che dovranno
aprire iniziando la stagione
primaverile e a loro dico:
Tenete duro, voi siete quel che rimane
di noi e che ci identifica
come il nostro paese insieme alle
sue tradizioni secolari tramandate
di padre in figlio da tempo.
Non vi abbatete se Pasqua non sarà
bella come condizioni climatiche
ma prendetela come una sfida
e affrontatela perchè alla fine
se avrete buona volontà
vedrete i risultati insieme
anche al Comune stesso!
Dal canto mio io voglio augurare
una buona Pasqua a tutti e tutte
e se per caso un raggio si sol
vuol sbocciare sulla nostra
magnifica cittadine insieme ai lidi e
le sue valli, lo prenderemo
come buon auspicio per l'inizio di
primavera, ed inoltre voglio
vedere soprattutto il sorriso
dei comacchiesi sul loro volto
ad identificarsi con il loro
buoni intenti e usanze del luogo
che hanno sempre trasmesso!
Buona Pasqua a tutti!
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
del mio paese,
gente allegra e festaiola incontro.
Persone cordiali e gentili,
sento nell'aria un profumo di
tradizioni locali che si avvicinano
perchè ormai siamo vicino
alla domenica di Pasqua.
Il meteo non promette
niente di buono e un mio pensiero
ricorre verso quelle attività che dovranno
aprire iniziando la stagione
primaverile e a loro dico:
Tenete duro, voi siete quel che rimane
di noi e che ci identifica
come il nostro paese insieme alle
sue tradizioni secolari tramandate
di padre in figlio da tempo.
Non vi abbatete se Pasqua non sarà
bella come condizioni climatiche
ma prendetela come una sfida
e affrontatela perchè alla fine
se avrete buona volontà
vedrete i risultati insieme
anche al Comune stesso!
Dal canto mio io voglio augurare
una buona Pasqua a tutti e tutte
e se per caso un raggio si sol
vuol sbocciare sulla nostra
magnifica cittadine insieme ai lidi e
le sue valli, lo prenderemo
come buon auspicio per l'inizio di
primavera, ed inoltre voglio
vedere soprattutto il sorriso
dei comacchiesi sul loro volto
ad identificarsi con il loro
buoni intenti e usanze del luogo
che hanno sempre trasmesso!
Buona Pasqua a tutti!
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Oggi è un giorno speciale
perchè si festaggiano tutti
i papà del mondo.
Sono proprio loro
i pilastri della nostra vita
che ci aiutano a viverla a pieno
ritmo
e là dove inciampiamo ci aiutano
a rialzarci.
Il papà: il primo amore di una figlia
o l'eroe che rappresenta per un figlio.
Sono sempre pronti a riprenderci
e noi li possiamo scambiare
in atteggiamenti scoccianti
invece i papà sono l'emblema
della nostra educazione,
perchè ci lasciano sbagliare
e ci aiutano a capire lo
sbaglio commesso e a ripararlo.
Dal canto mio posso dire di
aver vissuto tutto ciò
e ringrazio il mio papà,
proprio perchè una dei cardini
della mia famiglia
mi ha permesso di crescere
e diventare
la persona che sono oggi, e
continuerò semprein suo nome
ad andare avanti a testa alta
e a mettere in pratica ciò che mi ha
insegnato, grazie anche alla sua
testardaggine.
Una buona festa a tutti i papà
nuovi e passati, e a tutto
l'aiuto che ci danno con la loro solo presenza.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
perchè si festaggiano tutti
i papà del mondo.
Sono proprio loro
i pilastri della nostra vita
che ci aiutano a viverla a pieno
ritmo
e là dove inciampiamo ci aiutano
a rialzarci.
Il papà: il primo amore di una figlia
o l'eroe che rappresenta per un figlio.
Sono sempre pronti a riprenderci
e noi li possiamo scambiare
in atteggiamenti scoccianti
invece i papà sono l'emblema
della nostra educazione,
perchè ci lasciano sbagliare
e ci aiutano a capire lo
sbaglio commesso e a ripararlo.
Dal canto mio posso dire di
aver vissuto tutto ciò
e ringrazio il mio papà,
proprio perchè una dei cardini
della mia famiglia
mi ha permesso di crescere
e diventare
la persona che sono oggi, e
continuerò semprein suo nome
ad andare avanti a testa alta
e a mettere in pratica ciò che mi ha
insegnato, grazie anche alla sua
testardaggine.
Una buona festa a tutti i papà
nuovi e passati, e a tutto
l'aiuto che ci danno con la loro solo presenza.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Salve a te,
oh ragazza dal bel sorriso!
Non vorrei sbagliare
ma hai due occhi purissimi,
azzurri come il cielo
e cristallini come l'acqua.
Sei il simbolo incontaminato
della natura stesso,
un viso innocente
e dei bellissimi e dolcissimi
lineamenti ti caratterizzano.
I capelli sono color del sole uniti
poi a uno sguardo che seduce
e ipnotizza, che irradia
amore purissimo.
Io non ti conosco bene
ma credo che una ragazza così pura
abbia un animo nobile
e una grande umanità verso gli altri.
Spero di non aver sbagliato nelle
mie parole, ma se
fosse correggimi io ne sarò lieto.
Grazie per avermi permesso di scriverti
e descriverti in queste mie poche righe
sincere;
è il mio modo per conoscerti
e renderti omaggio.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
oh ragazza dal bel sorriso!
Non vorrei sbagliare
ma hai due occhi purissimi,
azzurri come il cielo
e cristallini come l'acqua.
Sei il simbolo incontaminato
della natura stesso,
un viso innocente
e dei bellissimi e dolcissimi
lineamenti ti caratterizzano.
I capelli sono color del sole uniti
poi a uno sguardo che seduce
e ipnotizza, che irradia
amore purissimo.
Io non ti conosco bene
ma credo che una ragazza così pura
abbia un animo nobile
e una grande umanità verso gli altri.
Spero di non aver sbagliato nelle
mie parole, ma se
fosse correggimi io ne sarò lieto.
Grazie per avermi permesso di scriverti
e descriverti in queste mie poche righe
sincere;
è il mio modo per conoscerti
e renderti omaggio.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Quanta bellezza può emergere
da una foto di una ragazza
come questa.
Uno sguardo fiero,
sincero,
un'espressione dolcissima
unita a due splendidi occhi luciccanti
come stelle nel firmamento.
Una semplicità innata
che contraddistingue
una creatura così rara
ma che riassume
la femminilità in un solo
soggetto umano.
Un particolare rilevante
è la pelle chiara,
una carnagione
lattea ma
non a significare
malattia ma
anzi a significare
unicità,
innocenza e soprattutto
indica un'anima pura e
soave, cristallina.
Il suo colorito
ricorda una distesa
di sabbia bianca in un isola
dei tropici, incontaminata
come è questa ragazza.
Una spiaggia bianchissima
immersa in un paradiso terrestre
e questa creatura femminile
non è altro che una delle dee
o divinità che la abitano.
Non potevo non soffermarmi
su queste particolarità
che ho accentuato per te,
e spero dal canto mio
tu possa aver afferato le
metafore interne a queste parole
per una donna semplice e al tempo stesso
aggraziante quale sei.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
da una foto di una ragazza
come questa.
Uno sguardo fiero,
sincero,
un'espressione dolcissima
unita a due splendidi occhi luciccanti
come stelle nel firmamento.
Una semplicità innata
che contraddistingue
una creatura così rara
ma che riassume
la femminilità in un solo
soggetto umano.
Un particolare rilevante
è la pelle chiara,
una carnagione
lattea ma
non a significare
malattia ma
anzi a significare
unicità,
innocenza e soprattutto
indica un'anima pura e
soave, cristallina.
Il suo colorito
ricorda una distesa
di sabbia bianca in un isola
dei tropici, incontaminata
come è questa ragazza.
Una spiaggia bianchissima
immersa in un paradiso terrestre
e questa creatura femminile
non è altro che una delle dee
o divinità che la abitano.
Non potevo non soffermarmi
su queste particolarità
che ho accentuato per te,
e spero dal canto mio
tu possa aver afferato le
metafore interne a queste parole
per una donna semplice e al tempo stesso
aggraziante quale sei.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
buongiorno signorina
dagli occhietti bruni.
Non ho mai avuto l'onore di
conoscerti, ma
con queste parole spero
di ricevere la tua amicizia.
Hai un viso divino,
unito a bellissimi capelli quasi totalmente
dorati.
Non voglio importunarti oltre
e perdonami l'ardore,
ma sono estasiato
da così tanta naturalezza
e femminilità
innata.
Hai un espressione
dolcissima
ma è dir poco.
Dolci sono i tuoi occhi unito
al tuo nasino,
dolce sembri essere tu
se posso azzardare.
Non voglio sbilanciarmi troppo
ma ricevere un'amicizia da
una così bella persona non è
da tutti sopratutto se è bella
sia intellettualmente e nell'animo.
Complimenti!
Tu possa dar sfogio di tutte
queste tue rare qualità e se
per caso posso aver sbagliato
nelle mie parole correggimi
io ne sarò lieto :-)
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
dagli occhietti bruni.
Non ho mai avuto l'onore di
conoscerti, ma
con queste parole spero
di ricevere la tua amicizia.
Hai un viso divino,
unito a bellissimi capelli quasi totalmente
dorati.
Non voglio importunarti oltre
e perdonami l'ardore,
ma sono estasiato
da così tanta naturalezza
e femminilità
innata.
Hai un espressione
dolcissima
ma è dir poco.
Dolci sono i tuoi occhi unito
al tuo nasino,
dolce sembri essere tu
se posso azzardare.
Non voglio sbilanciarmi troppo
ma ricevere un'amicizia da
una così bella persona non è
da tutti sopratutto se è bella
sia intellettualmente e nell'animo.
Complimenti!
Tu possa dar sfogio di tutte
queste tue rare qualità e se
per caso posso aver sbagliato
nelle mie parole correggimi
io ne sarò lieto :-)
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Tu, guardami
sorridendo con i tuoi dolcissimi
occhi, e uno sguardo
raggiante.
Osservo il tuo viso
idilliaco e susciti
nella mia testa
un caos di pensieri che
conducono
all'immagine di una dea
della natura
dove stesa in una campo di grano
si fa pizzicare
da una brezza mattutina
allo splender del sole
mentre tutt' intorno tace.
Voglio solo inchinarmi
senza recarti offesa
e porgerti il mio buongiorno
perchè tu possa
sorridermi e rinvigorirmi
della tua celestiale
luminescenza.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
sorridendo con i tuoi dolcissimi
occhi, e uno sguardo
raggiante.
Osservo il tuo viso
idilliaco e susciti
nella mia testa
un caos di pensieri che
conducono
all'immagine di una dea
della natura
dove stesa in una campo di grano
si fa pizzicare
da una brezza mattutina
allo splender del sole
mentre tutt' intorno tace.
Voglio solo inchinarmi
senza recarti offesa
e porgerti il mio buongiorno
perchè tu possa
sorridermi e rinvigorirmi
della tua celestiale
luminescenza.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
Assorta nei propri
pensieri,
mentre la mente cerca la giusta
concentrazione.
Una ragazza raffigurata in una foto
in tutta la sua intelligenza
e decisione,
con cui si appresterà a raggiungere i
propri obiettivi.
Dal canto mio non conosco
questa dolce creatura
ma non mi permetto di giudicarla
ma solo contemplarla
nella sua riflessione e
nei suoi lineamenti sottili
di bellezza femminile.
Un donna matura che in
questa specifica posa
raffigura tutto quel che
una ragazza può essere e raggiungere
dal punto di vista intellettuale:
semplicemente un dea
che armonizzandosi con la natura
la rende partecipe della propria vita
con toni pacati e splendenti;
la perfezione celestiale.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
pensieri,
mentre la mente cerca la giusta
concentrazione.
Una ragazza raffigurata in una foto
in tutta la sua intelligenza
e decisione,
con cui si appresterà a raggiungere i
propri obiettivi.
Dal canto mio non conosco
questa dolce creatura
ma non mi permetto di giudicarla
ma solo contemplarla
nella sua riflessione e
nei suoi lineamenti sottili
di bellezza femminile.
Un donna matura che in
questa specifica posa
raffigura tutto quel che
una ragazza può essere e raggiungere
dal punto di vista intellettuale:
semplicemente un dea
che armonizzandosi con la natura
la rende partecipe della propria vita
con toni pacati e splendenti;
la perfezione celestiale.
Marco Samaritani Comacchio '85
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