the power of words.
Words have enormous power: it describes the world and we do understand, approach us, help us. They have exceptional strength, the poets know this very well. So we read and commented a bit 'of poetry, we have seen what are the tools of the poet (the rhyme, rhythm, figures of speech, the special use of words [the connotative meaning]. We found that words can be hot, cold, rough, soft, sweet or bitter. So after this great feast of words, the boys of the 2nd H wrote a poem. Each his own. And here they are
Different but together
The sun and the sunset
's water and fire
friends and enemies
hot and cold I
and you
different but complete
Lorenzo Leardini
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Awakening
After a long night when you wake up, wake up the sleeping eyes filling
of sunlight.
Melekhov Vladimir
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The lost soul
After a long night I hear my soul crying for sadness and melancholy
lies in the heart.
But there is always a ray that illuminates the heart
bring love and warmth.
Daniel White Vasilica
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Alba
Check the light from the hills but the night is still inside me.
My thoughts are elsewhere
have turned to nature
where I find peace and tranquility.
Mirko Fabbri
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Night
The night scares me but I know that day will
and I'm happy because I see you.
Andrea Falcioni
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School
sun lights up in the cold morning;
school
a question I did not know the lesson.
And they put me on punishment
I will go more now on
and bad grades do not take many more.
Luca Garuffo
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I remember one summer
Son victim of a wrong choice. These
memories memories of a summer that will not go away. And drop by drop
that my infectious smile
not know of anything but ancient.
Sara Broglio Andrea
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Fear
has no body, has no image
is the friend of the pain.
You may cry,
without hurt, without
can kill you make you die, you can destroy
.
Love
Love makes you dream,
but also suffer.
Love seems to be far away, but it is
nearby.
Love can fly like a butterfly just entered
in an uncertain world.
Cecilia Ravegnini
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Winter
The smell of cold
me Were
nostrils while winter flows
relentless on my heart sick.
is gray light that filters
between the cracks of the shutter.
The light of a winter that never ends. I realize only now
time that consumes me.
Angela Cardelli
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Sunset
You, you're there every day,
colors every time they change, you
salts in the morning that day and come down.
you admire,
everywhere where we are,
always enlighten our day and so, that I loved you.
David Berardi
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Winter sea
Winter sea
quiet solitude
peace
wrap me in his silence
and I forget for a second
of all my sadness
Asia Arlotti
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The darkness of the sky
look at the sky and wrap me in a 'great darkness without light
lifeless without air
no dream I'm alone in this world
Angela Castro Cabreja
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Time
The wind that blows in the sails,
in the sea like the mist that touches the hair of silver
footprint makes it clear how time can pass and make us relate to any
best time
sometimes you stop to think about past attempts to understand
Cynthia Valentino Da Silva
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The music
Note for note the music comes up,
a sweet melody that echoes in the distance
a sad song
that accompanies the slow decline
of snowflakes at the top.
Federica Ripa
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Butterfly
a slight rustle among the leaves.
red wings are fast
that slight rustle up fragrant flowers.
like tongues of fire illuminate
sunset.
Alessandro Tarantini
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I miss
look at the sky and the clouds I see
you portray
I see your name in
lip and cry of the people reviewing your photos
because
know you do not see you anymore. I know that you
abbraccierò more.
see again I know that your eyes light
. I know that
see again your smile shine like the sun.
I miss you but I do not care
because you're inside me.
Haijirina Gufka
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Scroll
cold the winter will be after this blazing summer
and I will not live more of the warm rays
stolen by a wet autumn
the winter comes and I wait for the
spring with its many colors.
Federico Tosi
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Not only
Look at me.
Although I do not see, I'm here
,
next to you.
Every time a tear
bathe your face,
because the pain is too strong
to stay, I'll take
e. ..
to turn into a star.
not lose hope of a better day,
not stop dreaming.
Who does not dream,
leaves the sign of the biggest mistake.
Xhensila Heads
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Remember
And then there's the corner of the world:
that beach
that rock, that
dock.
Where you can watch it all
from another point of view, where you can dream
,
where, if you close your eyes, that smile
Review,
that look, that sunset.
resentment that voice,
that phrase, that laugh.
It plays the sound of the sea,
waves breaking on the shore,
that song that brings you back.
And then you hear that smell,
that indefinable, indescribable,
fantastic smell of happiness.
And the worst thing that can happen is to feel far from the only place
where you're really good.
Jade Gasperoni
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Time
The wind that blows in the sails,
in the sea like the mist that touches the hair of silver
footprint makes it clear how time can pass and make us relate to any
best time
sometimes you stop to think about past attempts to understand
but you find yourself thinking about the days to come
you at this time, the time devoted to faint
Cynthia Valentino Da Silva
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The music
Note for note the music comes up,
a sweet melody that echoes in the distance
a sad song
that accompanies the slow decline
of snowflakes at the top.
Federica Ripa
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Butterfly
a slight rustle among the leaves.
red wings are fast
that slight rustle up fragrant flowers.
like tongues of fire illuminate
sunset.
Alessandro Tarantini
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I miss
look at the sky and the clouds I see
you portray
I see your name in
lip and cry of the people reviewing your photos
because
know you do not see you anymore. I know that you
abbraccierò more.
see again I know that your eyes light
. I know that
see again your smile shine like the sun.
I miss you but I do not care
because you're inside me.
Haijirina Gufka
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Scroll
cold the winter will be after this blazing summer
and I will not live more of the warm rays
stolen by a wet autumn
the winter comes and I wait for the
spring with its many colors.
Federico Tosi
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Not only
Look at me.
Although I do not see, I'm here
,
next to you.
Every time a tear
bathe your face,
because the pain is too strong
to stay, I'll take
e. ..
to turn into a star.
not lose hope of a better day,
not stop dreaming.
Who does not dream,
leaves the sign of the biggest mistake.
Xhensila Heads
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Remember
And then there's the corner of the world:
that beach
that rock, that
dock.
Where you can watch it all
from another point of view, where you can dream
,
where, if you close your eyes, that smile
Review,
that look, that sunset.
resentment that voice,
that phrase, that laugh.
It plays the sound of the sea,
waves breaking on the shore,
that song that brings you back.
And then you hear that smell,
that indefinable, indescribable,
fantastic smell of happiness.
And the worst thing that can happen is to feel far from the only place
where you're really good.
Jade Gasperoni
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