lunedì 22 luglio 2024

THE BENCH




I sat next to you On the sidelines You were close like a star Never too near, always too far. Words in my throat were left ajar Your hand next to mine Has forever left a print No matter the summer or season or year I know i would always want you here. Paolo Driussi

venerdì 19 luglio 2024

 90




I am here,

Unable to speak or to understand it thoroughly.

First sights were my mother's dying smile

And some benches that weren't our own.

Then my father who that day 

Had a poorly knotted tie.

A few months later

I realized that cancer was guiding my sister back home

Before I could remember his invisible voice.

The fleeting vistas flick by

Like fireflies without a point of view.

All roads are timeless finds for those who leave.


Paolo Driussi





mercoledì 17 luglio 2024

 WHEN EVER IN DOUBT  




Sometimes I feel depressed 

But I know at best

I'm better off than some


You can look at me 

And you'll still see

A smile upon my face


And now a requiem for

What could have been.


Paolo Driussi.

lunedì 1 luglio 2024

 WHAT I THINK TO MYSELF AT NIGHT




With every bad there is good.
At least that is what I think to myself at night.
And I wish I could say just how much that I genuinely cared.

Paolo Driussi