Amy Winehouse, a voice so true ... poem by Stefano Donno

Amy Winehouse, a voice so true,

Sang with passion, sang with soul anew,

With melodies that caught our ear,

And lyrics that made us shed a tear.

 

Her voice, a blend of pain and joy,

Told stories of love, loss, and the ploy,

Of those who seek to bring us down,

But she stood tall, and wore her crown.

 

Her music moved us, touched our hearts,

With each note, a piece of art,

Her sound was vintage, yet so fresh,

Her spirit, an untamed mesh.

 

She lived her life, her way, so bold,

A fire that burned, and left us cold,

For when she left, a part of us,

Was gone, and left us feeling lost.

 

But her legacy lives on, you see,

In every chord, every melody,

And in the hearts of those who knew,

That Amy Winehouse was something true.

 

 

In Dungeons deep and caverns old .... poem by Stefano Donno

In Dungeons deep and caverns old,

The heroes brave and true, so bold,

Venture forth to face their fate,

And battle monsters with their might and hate.

 

With swords and spells and armor strong,

They journey forth the whole day long,

Through dungeons dark and caverns deep,

To find the treasure they so seek.

 

The dragon's hoard, the goblin's gold,

The wizard's book of secrets told,

All waiting there for those who dare,

To face the dangers, to be fair.

 

But on the way, they meet their foes,

The orcs, the trolls, the undead hordes,

And every step is fraught with danger,

As they fight to keep themselves from anger.

 

But through it all, they never falter,

With courage, strength, and magic's altar,

They fight until the battle's done,

And the monsters flee, or the heroes won.

 

And then they rest, the weary band,

And share the spoils they've won by hand,

And plan their next adventure, grand,

In the world of Dungeons & Dragons land.

 

 

Sharon Stone, a gem! poem by Stefano Donno

With piercing eyes and striking grace,

She walks with poise, a queenly pace,

A shining star, a force to be,

An icon of the silver screen.

 

Her beauty bold, her talent rare,

She captivates with every stare,

A fire burning in her soul,

A passion that she can't control.

 

She's played the lover, played the foe,

A chameleon in every role,

From Hollywood to Cannes, she's known,

As one of the greats, a cornerstone.

 

But beneath the glamour and the fame,

There lies a woman, free from shame,

A fighter fierce, a warrior true,

With strength and courage, all anew.

 

Through trials and pain, she's risen high,

A symbol of the will to try,

And in her eyes, a light that shines,

A beacon for the lost to find.

 

So here's to Sharon Stone, a gem,

Whose brilliance we'll always defend,

An inspiration, true and bright,

A star that shines both day and night.

 

The natural - poem by Stefano Donno

In fields of green and summer's breeze,

A bat in hand, a dream to seize,

He steps up to the plate with grace,

A shining star, a hopeful face.

 

With every swing, a crack and pop,

The ball sails high, it won't be stopped,

It soars up high, into the sky,

A symbol of the dreamer's eye.

 

The game is won, the crowd erupts,

He basks in glory, feels the love,

But deep inside, he knows the truth,

The road was long, the path was tough.

 

For years he fought, with all his might,

To chase the dream, to do what's right,

And now he stands, a hero's name,

A legend born, a legacy claimed.

 

But in the end, when all is done,

He knows the battle's just begun,

For life's a journey, not a race,

And he must keep up with its pace.

 

So as he walks, with bat in hand,

Through fields of green, across the land,

He knows that dreams, they do come true,

With hard work, and faith, and hope anew.

 

 

Madonna - poem by Stefano Donno

She stands before the world, a queen of pop

Her music echoes through the ages, never to stop

A force to be reckoned with, a powerhouse of art

Madonna's voice rings true, a beating of the heart

Her style is ever-changing, an ever-shifting tide

A chameleon of fashion, never to be denied

She dances with abandon, a free spirit in flight

Her energy contagious, a blaze of dazzling light

She pushes boundaries, breaks down walls

Her message loud and clear, never to stall

She's an icon, a legend, an inspiration to all

Madonna's influence forever standing tall

From "Like a Virgin" to "Vogue," she's been there

Through it all, Madonna's shown us how to dare

To be ourselves, to break the rules

To embrace our true selves, and never be fools

So here's to the Queen of Pop, the one and only Madonna

May her star continue to shine, her music never grow old-a

For she is a beacon of hope, a true pioneer

Madonna, forever and always, we hold you dear.

Re - animator poem by Stefano Donno

In the depths of the lab, where shadows creep,

A madman tinkers, and monsters sleep.

His name is Herbert West, a brilliant mind,

A scientist, with horrors to find.

With syringes and vials, he plays God,

Reanimating the dead, against all odds.

Fueled by his passion, and reckless ambition,

He brings life to corpses, without inhibition.

But his creations, they're not quite right,

With hunger and madness, they cause a fright.

The dead should stay dead, or so we thought,

But Herbert West's work, is far from naught.

For in his quest, he's found a way,

To cheat death, to keep it at bay.

And though the consequences may be dire,

He continues his experiments, with mad desire.

The reanimated corpses, they roam and roam,

A chilling sight, far from home.

Herbert West, he's lost control,

But the horrors of his work, will never grow old.

For in the world of Re-Animator,

There's no telling what could transpire.

A world of madness, of the undead,

Where Herbert West reigns, with a twisted head.