Treasure Island

Paola Degli Esposti

(22/03/1962 / Bologna)

Dismay


And i feel like i am in the outer space, free from gravity, being alone with my whole presence. In fact it is easy to admit, but being as i am it is just like being lost in the universe. Actually no sign of another human presence, what i can perceive it is a breeze, a good heart feeling, the real dynamic of the nature and what am i to do? Let me lost in my empty loss, no it is a moment of dismay. Next round i will be up and safe.I give a promise, i will be back soon with my best gift, the honest love and the music, i want to keep calm. All right, now i stand up.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Listen to this poem:

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Dismay by Paola Degli Esposti )

Enter the verification code :

  • Gajanan Mishra (7/23/2013 12:19:00 PM)

    honest love, good write are one and same. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Many Crooked Cops are Shooting and Killing, Hebert Logerie
  2. My First Love, Tondana Fatimah Seebaway
  3. To Record What Is Kept, Naveed Akram
  4. Rumour, Humphrey Bryant
  5. BLACK SHEEP, Bironga Chadwick
  6. Tomorrow, Humphrey Bryant
  7. Blackberry And Apple, Humphrey Bryant
  8. Wife, Asit Kumar Sanyal
  9. Odiodi, Humphrey Bryant
  10. Teaching Virtue, Naveed Akram

Poem of the Day

poet William Wordsworth

I

I AM not One who much or oft delight
To season my fireside with personal talk.--
Of friends, who live within an easy walk,
Or neighbours, daily, weekly, in my sight:
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]