Daniele Pinna Poems
|1.||Chime Of Time||3/7/2005|
|3.||Inspiring Sprinkle From A January Sky||3/7/2005|
|14.||To All Of Those||3/7/2005|
|15.||Desire's Pain (Sehnsucht)||3/7/2005|
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Desire's Pain (Sehnsucht)
Pale the leaves appear to me
crackling below my shallow feet,
slowly regressing for eyes to see;
folding to the fate that each year repeats.
And I, awakened by thoughts so sweet,
gather to me such bold visions
as to hide my body's weak
humble, tender, sublime mission.
What to me does fate reserve,
under this, freezing cloak?
Will my true self hit the nerve
and again in freedom soak?
How does my, poor pen dare
drip its ink upon thy fabric,
fighting what is known up there
hoping to change what seems tragic.
Could I compare happiness to sorrow,
darkness to light,
and banish you form my sight?
Could I add a star to the sky,
a note to a perfect song,
give this up
and admit I haven't loved you all along?