Il rumore della dispersione (IT-Eng)
Il rumore della dispersione
Questo è il titolo scelto da me oggi, e volevo trattare di questo argomento in particolare.
Cosa voglio spiegare ?
Vorrei riprende il tema della dispersione scrivendolo a parole mie tramite una poesia.
Attenzione
È quello che penso e sento. Non deve essere capito. È una poesia/testo per descrivere uno stato d’animo.
Rimbombano rumori nel petto,
frammenti di voci e passi confusi,
una stretta che accelera il battito,
che stringe, che preme, che scuote.
Tutti avanzano, io resto immobile,
come in attesa di un miracolo,
o forse di un miraggio.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
Il cuore batte, trema, scalpita.
Si placa solo al tocco di parole sincere,
di sussurri che lo sfiorano
e lo sollevano, per un istante.
Ma poi il rumore ritorna,
cresce, si espande,
si insinua nelle vene, nelle ossa,
nel respiro che diventa affanno.
E mentre la dispersione mi attraversa,
mi chiedo
dove si poserà il mio battito?
Dove finirà questo rumore?
Grazie per l’attenzione
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MAODOMY
ENG
The noise of dispersion
This is the title I chose today, and I wanted to deal with this topic in particular.
What do I want to explain? I want to explain how i feel about this theme.
Attention!
Is what i think and feel. It doesn’t have to be understood.
I would like to take up the theme of dispersion by writing it in my words through a poem/text.
The noises of dispersion
They rumble noises in the chest,
Fragments of voices and confused steps,
A squeeze that accelerates the beat,
That squeezes, that presses, that shakes.
Everyone advances, I remain motionless,
As if waiting for a miracle,
Or maybe a mirage.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
The heart beats, trembles, trembles.
It subsides only at the touch of sincere words, of whispers that touch him
And they lift him, for a moment.
But then the noise comes back,
Grows, expands, creeps into the veins, into the bones.
In the breath that becomes breath.
And while the dispersion crosses me,
I wonder where will my heartbeat be placed?
Where will this noise end?
Thank you for your attention
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MAODOMY
It's hard to see where the poem start and what you say. Did anyone gave you a hand with some markdown codes so you can separate the poem from the rest of the text? I wonder why you have those huge whitelines between every sentence it makes reading harder and there's a lot to scroll on a phone. I admit I lost what you like to say all I am left with is your words: When will this noise end.
What noise? Do you hear voices?
Hello! Thank you for reading me ☺️
This is a text/poem written by me.
As I wrote in the text I wanted to express a feeling: the noise of dispersion.
It should not be understood but interpreted.
For the thing about the huge space between sentence I apologize because I usually use another site to make posts. I fixed it should be ok now.
Ps :the noise was referring to the beating of the heart