Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin ... From KGB agent to Russian zar poem by Stefano Donno

From KGB agent to Russian czar,

A leader known both near and far,

Vladimir Putin, a man of might,

With steely gaze and iron sight.

 

A master of the political game,

His power grows, his foes to tame,

A strategist both fierce and bold,

A leader who cannot be controlled.

 

From Moscow to the world at large,

His voice is heard, his plans take charge,

With tactics shrewd and ruthless might,

He guides his country through the night.

 

For some a hero, for some a foe,

His legacy will surely grow,

As time reveals what history will say,

Of Putin, leader of today.

 

 

In Middle Earth where shadows reign ... (memorycard_ The Lord of The Rings) poem by Stefano Donno

In Middle Earth where shadows reign,

The fate of all is on the wane,

Darkness creeps and evil spreads,

As armies march with armored heads.

 

A fellowship of the brave,

A journey fraught with danger's wave,

Nine to conquer, one to rule,

The ring of power, a curse so cruel.

 

Through mountains, forests, rivers wide,

The ring bearer and his friends abide,

Their spirits high, their hope unbroken,

As Sauron's wrath remains unspoken.

 

The bond of friendship, strong and true,

Their love for one another grew,

And in the end, they triumphed o'er,

The darkness that had spread before.

 

Though scars remain, and wounds still ache,

The victory won, they did not break,

And Middle Earth, forever free,

From Sauron's grip, shall ever be.

 

 

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.