tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43273636355813188322012-01-25T05:43:54.022-08:00Il mio blog vuole essere un insieme di poesie e di pensieri che sarei lieta di condividere con altri lettoriAnima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.comBlogger5391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-89282818860759004512012-01-22T10:47:00.000-08:002012-01-22T20:41:00.819-08:00Giorni infiniti<br />di vuoto e solitudine<br />si espandono<br />senza requie<br />lacerando la mia anima<br />stanca di vivere<br />senza sogni e illusioni,<br />e il tormento<br />raggiunge<br />vette di abissali profondità<br />mentre io lentamente precipito<br />non avendo ali<br />atte al volo nella vita<br />rimpiangendo<br />tutto ciò<br />che non ho mai avuto<br />e non ho mai osato avere<br />per incapacità<br />di esistere.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-8928281886075900451?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-87476835939859370662012-01-22T08:21:00.000-08:002012-01-22T08:28:09.031-08:00Non ha voce<br />il silenzio<br />che nella casa vuota<br />lacera la mia anima<br />tormentata<br />da invisa solitudine<br />e dal rimpianto<br />di amate voci <br />ormai spente<br />dal cuore<br />inconsolato <br />inutilmente evocate<br />e amaramente perdute.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-8747683593985937066?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-42013555342373922692012-01-08T13:10:00.000-08:002012-01-08T14:07:44.371-08:00Il dolore scavò<br />sul mio animo<br />abissi di disperazione,<br />poi rimase<br />arida indifferenza,<br />marmorea rigidità,<br />e infine una cupa <br />devastante desolazione.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<br />8/1/2012<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4201355534237392269?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-30087177645292918332011-12-27T04:55:00.000-08:002011-12-27T04:57:20.315-08:00Triste e solitaria<br />rievoco memorie<br />di natalizie veglie<br />colme di allegria<br />e di magia<br />quando in famiglia<br />ci si riuniva<br />con gioia<br />e l' amore esultava<br />nei cuori.<br />Ora un mesto<br />quasi surreale silenzio<br />accompagna queste ore<br />e osservo con mestizia<br />il camino spento<br />e il desco vuoto<br />e la mancanza<br />delle amate voci<br />rende più amaro<br />il mio rimpianto<br />esacerbando il cuore<br />di un abissale dolore.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-3008717764529291833?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-60094957033431404722011-11-21T03:18:00.000-08:002011-11-21T03:20:08.508-08:00Assetata<br />di vita<br />cerco di suggere<br />ogni istante<br />ma tutto <br />scivola via<br />in un vortice<br />di irraggiungibili<br />desideri<br />e io inappagata<br />sento svanire<br />sogni e illusioni<br />che inesorabilmente<br />il tempo divora<br />lasciandomi<br />immersa<br />in una ineluttabile<br />infelicità.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6009495703343140472?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-70447453437158712172011-10-12T11:09:00.000-07:002011-10-12T11:12:01.137-07:00Nel tremolio<br />di lucenti stelle<br />il mio pensier si perde<br />cercando risposte<br />al mio terreno<br />esistere.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7044745343715871217?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-64782734568909712652011-09-24T11:19:00.000-07:002011-09-24T11:24:51.962-07:00E' prezioso <br />il tempo<br />che volge<br />all' imbrunire<br />del tuo terreno<br />percorso<br />e cerchi di vivere<br />intensamente<br />ogni istante<br />rimpiangendo<br />ogni attimo<br />non goduto<br />e irrimediabilmente<br />perduto<br />e la voglia di vivere<br />emerge e ti urla dentro<br />nonostante sia triste<br />il tuo vivere<br />e infelici i tuoi giorni.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6478273456890971265?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-25508362896505431252011-09-05T03:42:00.000-07:002011-09-05T03:43:57.992-07:00 <br />Dove sono finiti <br />i miei sogni? <br />Sconsolata vivo <br />senza illusioni <br />sentendomi <br />dentro <br />un incolmabile <br />vuoto <br />che spalanca <br />le voraci fauci <br />sul baratro del nulla <br />e mi lascio cadere <br />senza volontà alcuna <br />con l' anima <br />che assiste spenta <br />al suo impotente <br />naufragio. <br /> <br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-2550836289650543125?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-85429231894098935482011-08-22T12:36:00.000-07:002011-08-22T12:43:30.955-07:00 <br />Nel profondo silenzio <br />della casa vuota <br />evoco memorie <br />delle perdute Essenze <br />e un senso <br />di incolmabile vuoto <br />mi sommerge <br />nella mia desolata <br />amara solitudine. <br /> <br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-8542923189409893548?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-46318119012551962592011-08-11T02:36:00.000-07:002011-08-11T02:39:24.523-07:00Nel profondo <br />inquietante <br />silenzio <br />della notte <br />ripenso <br />alle amate assenze <br />e in preda <br />a immensa nostalgia <br />evoco le care voci <br />ormai spente <br />ma ancora vive <br />nella memoria. <br /> <br />Cuccu Anna Maria.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4631811901255196259?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-2497349083878273052011-08-11T02:33:00.000-07:002011-08-11T02:36:21.950-07:00Amaramente <br />rimpiango <br />attimi di vita <br />che in gioventù <br />non colsi <br />ora che il tempo <br />impietoso avanza <br />verso un laconico <br />tramonto <br />ad abbreviare <br />il cammino <br />della mia terrena <br />esistenza. <br /> <br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-249734908387827305?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-33752612720438409852011-07-29T11:55:00.000-07:002011-07-29T12:00:01.519-07:00Anninnora anninnora<br />pipia de su coru<br />chi ses bella<br />che una rosa<br />de maju<br />e preziòsa<br />che una prenda<br />de oru<br />no tengas<br />mai dannu<br />in sa vida<br />scèti amori<br />e bona fortuna.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-3375261272043840985?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-65460548366110932982011-07-28T01:25:00.000-07:002011-07-28T01:27:23.169-07:00Conchiglie infrante<br />feriscono i miei piedi<br />mentre stancamente<br />cammino sulla dorata<br />arida sabbia<br />con il cuore dolente<br />e l' anima assente.<br /><br />Onde tumultuose<br />frangono gli scogli<br />e attraggono<br />il mio tormentato spirito<br />che nella profondità<br />del mare<br />vorrebbe cancellare<br />l' infelice esistenza.<br /><br />Ma poi osservo<br />i maestosi gabbiani volare<br />e un impeto di vita<br />mi assale<br />e riprendo<br />rasserenata a camminare<br />con ferite<br />che non riesco <br />a rimarginare<br />nel percorso<br />della mia triste vita.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6546054836611093298?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-7646286132560932572011-07-22T12:39:00.000-07:002011-07-22T12:45:27.908-07:00Ha sete <br />di nuova vita<br />la mia anima<br />che stancamente<br />sente tutta la Noia<br />del quotidiano vivere.<br /><br />Vorrebbe amare<br />i mio cuore<br />muto ormai da tempo<br />per far cessare<br />la solitudine<br />che annienta<br />i miei giorni <br />e le mie notti<br />rendendomi la vita<br />abissalmente vuota.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-764628613256093257?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-40115672919858738782011-07-21T04:18:00.000-07:002011-07-21T04:22:17.097-07:00Come per antico naufragio<br />la mia anima si infrange<br />su irti scogli<br />all' infuriare delle onde<br />e non vede<br />speranza alcuna<br />di salvezza<br />e lentamente perisce<br />nella profondità<br />tumultuosa del mare.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4011567291985873878?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-79915692702869750042011-07-21T04:14:00.000-07:002011-07-21T04:18:19.130-07:00Da troppo tempo ormai<br />ho smesso di cullare<br />sogni e illusioni<br />che non si avverano mai<br />lasciandomi<br />dentro l' anima<br />un senso di impotente<br />amarezza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7991569270286975004?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-28376751413954480032011-07-17T06:53:00.000-07:002011-07-17T06:55:40.418-07:00Caotici pensieri<br />affollano la mia mente<br />stanca e insonne<br />creando confusione<br />e dissonanze<br />nell' anima.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-2837675141395448003?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-60447567451013084502011-07-17T06:49:00.000-07:002011-07-17T06:52:27.186-07:00Nel tortuoso<br />percorso della vita<br />ho smarrito<br />la tranquillità<br />dell' anima<br />e ora<br />intensamente cerco<br />un relativo equilibrio<br />e serenità.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6044756745101308450?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-31743076817160255582011-07-15T00:49:00.000-07:002011-07-15T00:54:59.570-07:00Tra le anguste pareti<br />della mia stanza<br />rimugino pensieri<br />e ricordi<br />affollano la mia mente<br />che rimpiange<br />amaramente<br />il tempo<br />in cui l' amore<br />era parte della mia vita.<br /><br />Ora restano soltanto<br />nostalgici rimpianti<br />e una casa vuota<br />mentre io<br />inutilmente mi struggo<br />per ' amore perduto<br />e aborro la mia solitudine.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-3174307681716025558?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-90818144895109956502011-07-09T11:39:00.001-07:002011-07-09T11:46:27.660-07:00Nelle notti estive<br />la natura<br />risplende<br />di suggestiva magia.<br />La luna piena<br />illumina il giardino,<br />i grilli cantano<br />mentre le falene<br />attratte dalla luce<br />trovano la loro<br />dissoluzione.<br />I fiori notturni<br />esalano <br />mediterranei profumi<br />esaltando e inebriando<br />i sensi<br />grati dei doni<br />che madre terra<br />elargisce.<br />Nelle notti estive<br />la natura<br />conduce il pensiero<br />verso l' Infinito.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-9081814489510995650?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-64464952871467045772011-07-08T12:13:00.000-07:002011-07-08T12:17:20.497-07:00Come era lieto<br />l' attenderti<br />nelle sere d' estate<br />con il cuore trepidante<br />e il pensiero<br />smarrito nei sogni.<br /><br />Quanto sono amare<br />e solitarie<br />le sere d'estate<br />adesso<br />che l' attesa <br />è finita<br />e il cuore si è spento.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6446495287146704577?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-44853807894866375712011-07-08T12:09:00.000-07:002011-07-08T12:13:10.732-07:00Vivo sospesa<br />tra sogni spenti<br />e una tenue<br />fiammella<br />che ancora<br />illumina<br />seppur fiocamente<br />il mio arduo sentiero<br />dandomi una vaga<br />speranza<br />di serenità e pace<br />per la mia<br />tormentata anima.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4485380789486637571?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-48084056785977868492011-07-06T08:01:00.000-07:002011-07-06T08:05:00.751-07:00Osservando la luna<br />in questa notte di luglio<br />un senso di infinito<br />mi sommerge<br />colmando il vuoto<br />della mia anima<br />che ricorda<br />altre notti<br />trascorse a vagheggiare<br />nel paterno giardino<br />al chiarore delle stelle<br />che ora sembrano<br />nostalgiche lacrime.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4808405678597786849?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-1944255935386154472011-07-05T06:59:00.000-07:002011-07-05T07:02:38.506-07:00Sogni.<br />Cos'è la vita<br />senza sogni.<br />Un baratro<br />infinito<br />di desolazione<br />e di disperazione<br />che cancella<br />la voglia di vivere.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-194425593538615447?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-77303241332561623812011-07-03T13:13:00.000-07:002011-07-03T13:14:27.168-07:00Anni di solitudine<br />si profilano<br />per il futuro.<br />Che tristezza<br />invecchiare soli<br />e quanta angoscia<br />al pensiero<br />che la morte arrivi<br />senza che nessuno<br />possa tenermi la mano<br />recando conforto<br />nell' estremo addio<br />alla vita.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7730324133256162381?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-90108523961781288602011-06-21T05:11:00.000-07:002011-06-21T05:14:01.742-07:00La vita nasce<br />come dono<br />e muore<br />come castigo.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-9010852396178128860?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-49000742269956632882011-06-14T08:48:00.000-07:002011-06-14T08:56:17.441-07:00Volavi libero e felice<br />inconsapevole del tuo destino<br />e la morte rapida<br />ha rapito il tuo volo<br />le ali insanguinate<br />sull' asfalto.<br /><br />Crudele e spietata<br />arriva la morte<br />ad annientare<br />il nostro incerto volo<br />qui sulla terra.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4900074226995663288?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-81027658893271226922011-06-14T08:44:00.000-07:002011-06-14T08:46:43.018-07:00Nascere,<br />vivere,<br />gioire,<br />soffrire<br />per poi morire<br />senza sapere<br />il perchè<br />di questo mistero<br />impenetrabile <br />che è la vita.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-8102765889327122692?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-56360481071308674562011-06-14T08:38:00.000-07:002011-06-14T08:43:36.181-07:00Come un fiume<br />impettuoso<br />scorre la vita<br />su argini ripidi<br />e perigliosi<br />per arrivare <br />alla profondità <br />del mare<br />meta del nostro <br />peregrinare<br />in questo viaggio<br />immenso<br />che è la nostra vita.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5636048107130867456?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-51067167315740382822011-06-14T08:34:00.000-07:002011-06-14T08:38:06.398-07:00Arriva in silenzio<br />come una dama<br />velata di nero<br />la tristezza<br />all' imbrunire<br />soffocandomi l' anima<br />e tormentandomi l' anima.<br /><br />Arriva ogni sera<br />la dama oscura<br />velata di nero<br />della tristezza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5106716731574038282?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-13891944813437039172011-06-14T08:30:00.000-07:002011-06-14T08:34:09.408-07:00Ho osservato i tuoi occhi<br />colmi di tristezza<br />per la tua solitudine<br />e in preda allo sconforto<br />ho avvertito<br />tutta la mia impotenza<br />di donna triste e sola.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1389194481343703917?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-11071325239799951222011-06-14T08:25:00.000-07:002011-06-14T08:28:45.847-07:00Osservo<br />con sguardo<br />incupito e stanco<br />le rose ormai appassite<br />e penso<br />alla caducità<br />di tutto ciò<br />che sulla terra vive<br />per poi perire.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1107132523979995122?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-16309215346375512762011-05-18T07:59:00.000-07:002011-05-18T08:03:12.671-07:00La mia anima <br />è sprofondata<br />nell' oltre<br />immersa in un silenzio<br />dove non filtra voce<br />ne suono.<br />Impotente assisto<br />al suo naufragio.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1630921534637551276?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-44336423447866924782011-05-12T07:00:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:27:01.309-07:00Parlo con la mia anima<br />ed essa tristemente<br />mi sussurra <br />la sua pena<br />e la sua amara <br />angoscia.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4433642344786692478?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-12953511286173025672011-05-12T05:44:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:27:01.356-07:00Intorno a me<br />il mondo palpita e vive<br />ma io sono distante<br />e quasi assente<br />nel mio ripiegarmi<br />d' anima<br />all' invisa solitudine.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1295351128617302567?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-75377856266576165882011-05-05T11:51:00.000-07:002011-05-05T11:55:55.626-07:00Prolungati silenzi<br />e angosciosi sospiri<br />si riversano<br />sulla mia anima<br />disincantata e stanca<br />alla perenne ricerca<br />di serenità e pace.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7537785626657616588?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-51643457169408134262011-05-05T11:42:00.000-07:002011-05-05T11:49:55.106-07:00Avvolta<br />nel mio manto di solitudine<br />osservo tutto<br />con un velo<br />di distaccato <br />disincanto.<br /><br />Vedo tutto<br />da un mondo tutto mio<br />dove ogni cosa<br />appare <br />tristemente surreale.<br /><br />La mia e l' altrui presenza<br />è come un sogno irreale<br />dove si è tutti<br />comparse<br />e non esistono <br />protagonisti.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5164345716940813426?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-32544992204270446652011-04-30T08:47:00.000-07:002011-04-30T08:50:49.340-07:00Passato e presente<br />si sono intrecciati<br />e ora inseguono il futuro<br />per terminare il cammino.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-3254499220427044665?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-75356712715569093912011-04-27T11:29:00.000-07:002011-04-27T11:34:42.114-07:00La vita<br />ha un'inseparabile compagna:<br />la Morte.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7535671271556909391?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-57941025019745222752011-04-26T05:35:00.000-07:002011-04-26T05:41:39.095-07:00Io che per tutta la vita<br />ho creduto<br />nell' eternità<br />dell'anima,<br />vedo ora<br />un vuoto infinito<br />un eterno nulla<br />che si spalanca a noi<br />col desiderio<br />che il pensiero<br />imperituro dell' anima<br />prevalga.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5794102501974522275?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-15590329736047151532011-04-26T05:32:00.000-07:002011-04-26T05:34:55.356-07:00Dal nulla veniamo<br />e al nulla eterno<br />ritorneremo.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1559032973604715153?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-3762114769926258422011-04-17T09:12:00.000-07:002011-04-17T09:19:25.701-07:00Avete vissuto,<br />riso,<br />pianto,<br />sofferto,<br />e ora ci guardate<br />da una foto sbiadita<br />su una lapide.<br /><br />Ma dove è andata<br />la vostra anima<br />lasciando<br />le vostre ceneri<br />rinchiuse<br />in funeree urne<br />sorvegliate da marmorei angeli<br />e ombreggiata<br />da funerei cipressi?<br /><br />Soltanto i ricordi<br />restano a rammentarci<br />coloro che furono.<br /><br />Cuccu anna Maria.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-376211476992625842?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-4261474995853119612011-04-12T00:04:00.000-07:002011-04-12T00:08:17.906-07:00Un concerto di uccelli<br />mi ha risvegliata<br />dal mio turbato sonno<br />concedendomi<br />note per l' anima.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-426147499585311961?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-65823438002020049582011-03-30T08:11:00.000-07:002011-03-30T08:14:21.067-07:00Il mio pensiero<br />si ferma<br />all' infelicità<br />del mio passato,<br />cerca rifugio<br />nel presente<br />e possibilità<br />per un futuro<br />che sia migliore.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6582343800202004958?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-22218344820456755212011-03-29T02:08:00.000-07:002011-03-29T02:12:20.265-07:00Resto sospesa<br />su un filo<br />di precario equilibrio<br />nella mia<br />quotidianità,<br />con il timore<br />per la mia realtà<br />e per la mia futura<br />identità.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-2221834482045675521?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-923954916302728102011-03-25T06:36:00.000-07:002011-03-25T06:39:39.538-07:00Arriva danzando<br />la primavera<br />allontanando<br />con il suo tepore<br />freddi giorni,<br />ma nel cuore<br />vive ancora<br />il gelido inverno.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-92395491630272810?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-79223513679731313402011-03-25T06:31:00.000-07:002011-03-25T06:36:17.218-07:00E' acre<br />la malinconia<br />quando imprigiona<br />l' anima <br />e la soffoca,<br />mentre il cuore<br />incupisce<br />fino a vette<br />di abissale tristezza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7922351367973131340?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-39054308284099577462011-03-20T03:20:00.000-07:002011-03-20T03:22:45.262-07:00Scrivo su fogli bianchi<br />tutte le mie pene<br />con inchiostro nero<br />come la mia tristezza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-3905430828409957746?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-18716676856940765862011-03-18T05:38:00.000-07:002011-03-18T05:41:42.099-07:00Dove<br />andresti<br />anima in pena<br />a trovare <br />pace e serenità.<br /><br />Non esiste luogo<br />che possa<br />mitigare<br />la tua tristezza<br />e il tuo tormento.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1871667685694076586?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-19272369877094471382011-03-17T08:33:00.000-07:002011-03-17T08:37:16.896-07:00Piove,<br />e la pioggia<br />esalta<br />la mia tristezza<br />che raggiunge<br />vette abissali<br />e strade<br />senza ritorno.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1927236987709447138?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-84644583344030684192011-03-16T06:18:00.000-07:002011-03-16T06:21:42.684-07:00Scorrono<br />i giorni,i mesi, le stagioni,<br />nella danza irrefrenabile<br />del tempo.<br /><br />Scorre la vita<br />in un eterno Divenire.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-8464458334403068419?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-77973841561007581652011-03-01T07:20:00.000-08:002011-03-01T07:22:19.104-08:00Attendo lo scorrere<br />dei giorni<br />con animo triste<br />presagendo giorni oscuri e amari.<br /><br />Attendo lo scorrere <br />dei giorni<br />rassegnata alla mia tristezza<br />presagendo giorni cupi e infelici.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7797384156100758165?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-53631932206046345712011-02-25T08:08:00.001-08:002011-02-25T08:08:34.703-08:00<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5rP96RXkgx8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5363193220604634571?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-63397237408279120442011-02-23T08:09:00.000-08:002011-02-23T08:14:10.642-08:00Ancora<br />alzerò lo sguardo<br />verso il cielo<br />cercando<br />un segno<br />che mi faccia <br />sperare<br />in un futuro migliore<br />che sia pieno<br />di luce e calore<br />emozioni e amore.<br /><br />Cercherò <br />un segno<br />che faccia <br />rivivere il mio cuore<br />ora assopito.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6339723740827912044?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-15417151380050777022011-02-22T03:09:00.000-08:002011-02-22T03:11:54.869-08:00Al rimembrar <br />delle passate cose<br />paragono il mio presente<br />infelice e assente<br />e aspetto con timore<br />il mio futuro.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1541715138005077702?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-61292711431235220332011-02-18T08:00:00.000-08:002011-02-18T08:03:27.953-08:00Giorni colmi<br />di solitudine<br />scorrono innanzi a me<br />riempendo<br />di tristezza<br />la mia anima<br />che inutilmente cerca<br />spiragli<br />di serenità<br />e felicità.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6129271143123522033?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-29076481484718885132011-02-18T06:27:00.000-08:002011-02-18T06:30:48.072-08:00Il silenzio <br />è per me<br />il più assordante<br />e molesto dei rumori<br />nella mia desolata<br />solitudine.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-2907648148471888513?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-82236866394462759812011-02-16T06:49:00.000-08:002011-02-16T06:54:18.189-08:00Vedo scorrere<br />innanzi a me<br />giornate tutte uguali<br />intrise di malinconia<br />e di nostalgici rimpianti,<br />mentre il pensiero<br />di un futuro incerto<br />e presagito infelice<br />mi angoscia<br />come un tunnel<br />senza via d' uscita.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-8223686639446275981?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-49089813646624084952011-02-16T06:06:00.000-08:002011-02-16T06:49:22.442-08:00Nel silenzio<br />io ascolto<br />la mia voce<br />interiore e profonda<br />che urla<br />la sua voglia<br />di emergere <br />dal buio<br />che la soffoca<br />e sommerge.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4908981364662408495?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-67268447855887455292011-02-13T23:18:00.000-08:002011-02-13T23:19:57.243-08:00Quanto ormai è lontano<br />l' amore <br />dalla mia vita<br />solitaria e triste.<br /><br />Non ci saranno rose<br />per me<br />a San Valentino.<br /><br />Non ci saranno più baci<br />nè carezze<br />per me<br />nella giornata dell' amore<br />e in tutte le giornate<br />della mia<br />ormai <br />solitaria esistenza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6726844785588745529?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-50934071321980927932011-02-13T11:37:00.000-08:002011-02-13T11:38:24.317-08:00Mi fermo a pensare<br />alla solitudine<br />silenziosa del mio presente<br />con la paura<br />di un futuro <br />fatto di solitari silenzi<br />in un universo<br />in cui sono immobile<br />e assente<br />nella mia essenza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5093407132198092793?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-57249852391496479912011-02-12T08:41:00.000-08:002011-02-12T08:44:00.342-08:00Mentre tutto scorre<br />io resto immobile<br />in attesa<br />di un incerto destino<br />con l' arcano presagio<br />di infelicità.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5724985239149647991?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-50044474657649132412011-02-07T14:44:00.000-08:002011-02-07T14:48:03.202-08:00Mi fermo ad ascoltare<br />il silenzio<br />in questa sera<br />d' inverno<br />con il cuore gelato<br />da un amore finito.<br /><br />Mi fermo ad ascoltare<br />il silenzio<br />nella mia<br />profonda solitudine.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5004447465764913241?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-33316014985203238082011-02-07T14:39:00.001-08:002011-02-07T14:43:04.002-08:00Dei sogni del passato<br />è rimasto soltanto<br />un cumulo di cenere<br />nel mio presente<br />e sassi acuminati<br />per il futuro.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-3331601498520323808?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-54149646884893722032011-02-07T14:35:00.000-08:002011-02-07T14:38:13.417-08:00Dagli angoli bui<br />del mio passato<br />cerco spiragli<br />per il presente<br />e presagi per il futuro.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5414964688489372203?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-18780270151224624512011-02-05T01:58:00.000-08:002011-02-05T02:01:53.674-08:00Avvolta <br />nel cupo silenzio della sera<br />ripenso al mio amore perduto<br />e scrivo versi<br />colmi di malinconia<br />mentre nel cuore vibra<br />un senso di profonda solitudine<br />e di amaro rimpianto.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1878027015122462451?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-81757723819202332622011-01-26T09:13:00.000-08:002011-01-26T09:14:49.826-08:00Arriva oscurando l' anima la notte<br />accompagnata<br />dal fosco canto delle civette<br />foriere di angosciose ansie,<br />e lo spirito geme insonne<br />ascoltando la voce del vento<br />e i frusci dei cipressi<br />che si stagliano funerei<br />fino alle persiane socchiuse<br />dell' antica casa.<br /><br />E la notte scorre<br />tremendamente lenta<br />con l' anima che implora<br />l' arrivo<br />di una liberatoria alba.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-8175772381920233262?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-77539287806051227742011-01-26T01:54:00.000-08:002011-01-26T01:59:08.541-08:00Quando il sole declina<br />oltre la collina<br />e le ombre della sera<br />giungono,<br />il mio inquieto spirito<br />sente<br />l' angoscia di esistere.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7753928780605122774?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-6370723335668705732011-01-23T03:02:00.000-08:002011-01-23T03:03:35.543-08:00Osservo in me<br />attraverso uno specchio appannato<br />la mia vita che scorre<br />piena di amarezza e tristezza<br />con la vana speranza<br />di trovare un senso<br />alla mia infelice esistenza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-637072333566870573?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-11386047488829142512011-01-17T05:02:00.000-08:002011-01-17T05:03:50.570-08:00Sono senza te<br />un gelido ramo<br />d' inverno<br />e la primavera è lontana,<br />molto lontana<br />per un risveglio fiorito<br />che richiama l' amore<br />in tutto il suo calore.<br /><br />Ma ora è inverno<br />e il ramo geme<br />il suo gelido lamento<br />all' universo.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1138604748882914251?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-30416282574252580792011-01-10T03:14:00.000-08:002011-01-10T03:15:55.915-08:00E mi fermo a pensare<br />con l' infelice consapevolezza<br />di aver sprecato la mia vita<br />inseguendo<br />vane illusioni<br />ma ora che tutto si è spento<br />soltanto un amaro rimpianto<br />mi pervade<br />insieme a dolorosa tristezza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-3041628257425258079?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-53605768842021198432011-01-08T07:08:00.000-08:002011-01-08T07:10:25.998-08:00Scrivo<br />su ceneri di sogni<br />e speranze perdute<br />con la vana<br />illusione<br />di poter ancora credere<br />nella bellezza della vita.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5360576884202119843?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-70042701616018287732011-01-08T07:04:00.000-08:002011-01-08T07:07:21.613-08:00Quando l' anima cerca<br />di sfuggire<br />alla sua infelice tristezza<br />il pensiero<br />si innalza a cercare<br />conforto<br />nell' Infinito.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7004270161601828773?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-40455775951592117752011-01-03T04:49:00.000-08:002011-01-03T04:50:13.117-08:00L' anima <br />in sospeso tra dubbi e paure<br />cerca equilibrio e saggezza<br />confrontandosi<br />con l' essenza<br />dell' universo.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4045577595159211775?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-55458157915285098502010-12-27T08:03:00.000-08:002010-12-27T08:04:28.658-08:00E' come gelida pioggia<br />il fluido che scorre<br />tra le mie vene<br />e si infiltra<br />negli angoli bui<br />del mio essere<br />lontano dal sole<br />e in perenne inverno.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5545815791528509850?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-14693729789184947482010-12-12T01:06:00.001-08:002010-12-12T01:07:39.434-08:00Scrivo su fogli bianchi<br />le mie emozioni<br />affinchè la mia anima<br />prenda forma<br />in tutta la sua tristezza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1469372978918494748?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-40177030596893510452010-12-10T11:56:00.000-08:002010-12-10T12:00:59.594-08:00Mentre cerco<br />di esorcizzare<br />gli angoli bui<br />del mio passato,<br />il presente scorre<br />popolato da ombre<br />e il futuro incombe<br />con fosche visioni<br />di imperitura infelicità.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4017703059689351045?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-59495360356229475652010-12-06T06:24:00.000-08:002010-12-06T06:27:09.065-08:00Mentre sono immobile<br />in attesa del mio destino<br />il tempo scorre<br />nella mia assenza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-5949536035622947565?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-66306041454064554812010-12-03T02:30:00.000-08:002010-12-03T02:32:58.735-08:00Eppur cade<br />nel rimembrar<br />sfortunato amore<br />una furtiva lacrima.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6630604145406455481?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-30320660224315340012010-12-03T02:00:00.000-08:002010-12-03T02:02:06.450-08:00Mi fermo ad ascoltare<br />i battiti del tempo,<br />attimi che scorrono<br />su me<br />come spilli<br />che traffiggono l' anima<br />mentre il cuore vorrebbe<br />fuggire lontano.<br /><br />Sono battiti di tempo<br />che scorrono<br />su di me<br />graffiandomi l' anima<br />mentre il cuore grida<br />la sua estraniazione<br />dall' universo.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-3032066022431534001?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-49188173884255043252010-11-30T07:30:00.000-08:002010-11-30T07:32:16.661-08:00Negli angoli bui<br />dei miei abissali silenzi<br />ritrovo me stessa<br />e la mia essenza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4918817388425504325?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-15289418828163495992010-11-26T05:04:00.000-08:002010-11-26T05:10:20.306-08:00Inseguo sogni smarriti<br />per trovare nuova linfa<br />alla mia spenta essenza.<br /><br />Cerco aquiloni<br />per poter spiccare il volo<br />dalla mia tristezza.<br /><br />Cerco speranze nuove<br />per ricominciare<br />a vivere.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1528941882816349599?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-29192537267013786542010-11-25T08:26:00.000-08:002010-11-25T08:27:48.577-08:00La mia essenza urlava<br />la sua voglia di Universo<br />ma esso estraneo<br />non udiva<br />la mia disperazione.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-2919253726701378654?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-41552755301174280292010-11-18T03:32:00.000-08:002010-11-18T03:37:02.821-08:00Vorresti urlare<br />il tuo dolore<br />ma la tua voce<br />è sprofondata<br />in abissi insondabili<br />di silenzio<br />forse impossibili<br />da superare.<br /><br />Vorresti urlare<br />con forza<br />la tua disperazione<br />ma le parole<br />ti hanno abbandonata<br />e soltanto l' eco<br />di un beffardo silenzio<br />si ode.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4155275530117428029?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-19811478328160839242010-11-17T04:27:00.000-08:002010-11-17T04:30:16.447-08:00Prigioniera<br />del mio profondo silenzio<br />non trovo più parole<br />che parlino di me<br />e della mia triste essenza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1981147832816083924?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-91766806896732303482010-11-12T23:55:00.000-08:002010-11-13T00:01:37.113-08:00La notte ha mille occhi<br />che mi scrutano<br />nell' anima<br />quando angosciata<br />attendo<br />il sonno che non arriva.<br /><br />Ha mille occhi la notte<br />quando immersa<br />in un cupo<br />tormentoso silenzio<br />ripenso<br />alla tristezza dei miei giorni<br />e attendo<br />con trepidazione l' alba.<br /><br />Ha mille occhi la notte<br />per un cuore spaventato<br />che cerca<br />rassicurante quiete.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-9176680689673230348?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-20525634438663817752010-10-26T08:25:00.000-07:002010-10-26T08:27:47.121-07:00Nel mio mare <br />senza sogni<br />incontrastato<br />regna il silenzio.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-2052563443866381775?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-75104979926752354212010-10-14T08:02:00.000-07:002010-10-14T08:05:43.118-07:00Un susseguirsi infinito<br />di mesti tramonti<br />ombreggia <br />la mia anima<br />che lentamente<br />intristisce e muore.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7510497992675235421?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-83082103837563643502010-10-14T07:59:00.000-07:002010-10-14T08:01:58.542-07:00Lo specchio riflette<br />l' etereo fantasma<br />della mia<br />spenta essenza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-8308210383756364350?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-4857075882795354912010-10-06T00:22:00.000-07:002010-10-06T00:28:01.970-07:00Svanita è l' alba,<br />non vi è più<br />luce ormai.<br /><br />Soltanto infiniti<br />scarlatti tramonti<br />avvolgono<br />in crepuscolari ombre<br />l' universo e l' anima.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-485707588279535491?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-7734626816255276052010-09-30T00:28:00.000-07:002010-09-30T00:31:56.663-07:00Sono crisalidi<br />morte non nate<br />i miei sogni<br />rinchiusi<br />in asfittiche celle<br />di ancestrale<br />non essere.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-773462681625527605?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-19707178809042866922010-09-29T06:29:00.000-07:002010-09-29T06:33:32.514-07:00Ammaliata<br />dalla malinconica<br />magia d' autunno<br />mi avvolgo<br />nelle sue caduche<br />foglie morte<br />e danzo su un viale<br />al tramonto.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-1970717880904286692?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-22803547643629284872010-09-25T01:01:00.000-07:002010-09-25T01:03:30.256-07:00Intense note<br />d' autunno<br />avvolgono<br />la mia anima<br />in un malinconico<br />struggente<br />concerto.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-2280354764362928487?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-27591120381486427652010-09-23T00:32:00.000-07:002010-09-23T00:36:24.960-07:00Frammenti sparsi<br />della mia Essenza<br />gravano<br />su illusioni<br />ormai spente<br />e su ceneri di sogni,<br />mentre <br />il mio stanco spirito<br />cerca affannosamente<br />l' unità perduta<br />e la pace dell' Anima.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-2759112038148642765?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-69951589893248651722010-09-16T01:04:00.000-07:002010-09-16T03:56:13.341-07:00Siamo frammenti<br />confusi<br />nella vastità<br />dell' universo<br />alla perenne<br />ricerca di noi stessi<br />e di Dio.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-6995158989324865172?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-71691582381220794542010-09-11T12:27:00.000-07:002010-09-11T12:28:57.264-07:00La mia silente anima<br />immersa<br />nell' oscurità della notte<br />attende<br />la luce dell' alba<br />per avvolgersi<br />nel suo eburneo manto.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-7169158238122079454?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-9887405968598083842010-09-08T23:00:00.000-07:002010-09-08T23:01:39.686-07:00Una vita intera<br />a ricercar me stessa<br />e la ragione<br />del mio essere<br />infelice<br />e del mio vivere.<br /><br />Una incessante<br />lotta<br />per trovare<br />quiete e amore<br />vanamente inseguiti.<br /><br />Tanta tristezza<br />nei miei stanchi passi<br />in una difficile <br />esistenza.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-988740596859808384?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-49858880327182062992010-09-08T12:14:00.000-07:002010-09-08T12:17:01.836-07:00Quando sei<br />andato via<br />in quella notte<br />di settembre<br />il mio cuore<br />si è oscurato<br />e anche le stelle<br />hanno pianto.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-4985888032718206299?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-28359832754000229592010-09-06T02:07:00.000-07:002010-09-06T02:09:08.490-07:00Notti di fine estate<br />silenti e nostalgiche<br />si susseguono<br />turbando<br />il mio spirito stanco.<br /><br />Lontani ricordi<br />di altre estati<br />sfiorano la memoria<br />avvolgendola<br />in un manto<br />di tenera nostalgia<br />per la fanciullezza<br />andata via,<br />mentre il pensiero<br />del presente<br />affannosamente riemerge<br />e tutto spazza via<br />immergendomi<br />in una cupa malinconia.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-2835983275400022959?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4327363635581318832.post-1007656381691736772010-08-31T10:33:00.000-07:002010-08-31T10:36:39.211-07:00Tristi crepuscoli<br />offuscano<br />il mio spirito<br />e la pace<br />dell' anima<br />è una lontana chimera.<br /><br />Cerco albe<br />da contrapporre<br />a mesti tramonti<br />ma sono soltanto <br />beffarde utopie.<br /><br />Tristi crepuscoli<br />avvolgono <br />il mio spirito<br />e la quiete dell' anima<br />è un sogno<br />irraggiungibile.<br /><br />Cuccu Anna Maria<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4327363635581318832-100765638169173677?l=tristezzainfinita.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anima tristehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797940713382228346noreply@blogger.com0