Who is Martina Rimbaldo

Martina Rimbaldo was born in September 1990 , lives and works in Croatia . She always wears a pen and a notebook in her purse in the case of a sudden inspiration in order to write it down . Her work is published in Nightingale &Sparrow ,Oddball Magazine , Ponder Savant blog , Poetry Museum , Dark Elements ,The sage cigarette magazine ,Spillwords com .Thruly you ,TheStreet Light press ,Six word stories,Poems,and Poezija noći ,Časopis Kvaka websites ,and her artwork is published at weekly blog of Royal Rose Magazine , her photographs are published in Bleached Butterfly and Anti heroin chic .Loves to paint abstract paintings , read religious books ,watch horror as well as old movies with Audrey Hepburn ,Sharon Tate ,Brigitte Bardot who happens to share her birth date and (ov...
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Martina Rimbaldo Poems

  • Butterfly (is He Meant To Live Or Die?)
    Drop by drop

    and they all die
    rap-out wings cannot fly ...
  • Unriquited Love
    Unriquited love is a stillborn
    Never took his first breath
    Never opened his eyes
    Never spoke a word ...
  • Marine Maiden
    Full moon
    lights up a little black robe
    which the Heavenly vault has placed upon himself
    that beautiful ornament ...
  • Death Carries The Face Of Happiness
    Death carries the face of happiness as the funeral procession starts the hearse. The wooden, carved cover of your coffin hides the secret of your body. Pale, hardened, sculpture you are, what you once were, you are no more. Death hides the face of happiness .Behold! The church bell is now ringing louder. Towards the grave the wind carries withered leaves and flowers. The silky, purple fabric hides the folds under the black robe, from the glow into the darkness they turn . Not even your lacquered shoes have ever set foot on the ground, as if they were waiting for your last resting place. Death has the face of happiness. When the death costume rots, when, death, skin and flesh from each corpse peels off, then the bones will reveal their secret, which we have not seen in life, because it was hidden, by frowning and expressions. The man's bones at the site of the skull, always smiling. IN PLACE OF TEETH, A MAN LAUGHS FOREVER! DEATH BRINGS OUT A FACE OF HAPPINESS!


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  • Cultural Macabre Love Afair
    Angels screaming
    Climbes up hill
    Enemy winning
    Cadaver stillness ...
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Solitude 2 World 2 Heart 2 Alone 2 Book 1 Humanity 1 Happy 1 Fear 1 Evil 1 Away 1


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