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Fabrizio (Fab) Ricciardi

Fab Ricciardi is a freelance writer, entrepreneur/inventor, a published poet, and aspiring playwright.

Born in Milan, Italy in 1962, he is presently residing in Toronto, Canada.

He graduated with a diploma in Computer programming and

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Abstract poems: 23 of 517

Spontaneous Combustion Spontaneous combustion, of a tormented soul, mixing fuel into a fire, burning out of control. Ashes and smoke, clouding my senses, indecent exposure to the windows of my soul. Into the abyss, a deep, dark fall, fearless tolerance to blind ignorance, visual disbelief, yet, the eyes see all. Spontaneous ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life: 69 of 1104

Here and Now Life is here, Life is now, Don't live in the past. Could you undo what is now done? Could you not say what has now been said? You would if you could, but you can't. . Life is now, live it with no regret. Say what you feel, Not what they tell you to say. Do what you think is right, Not what they want you to do. L...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Bury me: 1 of 15

Balls In The Wind I wanna tell you a story Bout a happy little boy That came into this world With his balls in the wind. Happily they swung to and fro Here and there A slight shake, a little slap And I began to sing Happily with my balls in the wind Then right away onto The waiting arms of my Mom The first to ever kiss me An...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Unspoken thoughts: 46 of 493

And She Smiles I cannot take my eyes off of her, I look at her, just a quick look, She catches me, And she smiles, One of those, "I see you looking at me" smiles, I smile back and try to hide from staring With just slight up and down glances, She catches me, And she smiles. But I am lost now, I close my eyes I can picture th...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drug addiction: 32 of 277

High Before I Die Toxic chemicals Clouding my existence Forbidden pauses Delaying my reality Once again Depriving my senses Another night I finally sedate Myself to sleep I'm fighting it But my eyes far too heavy To remain open Itching and scratching Myself to sleep The pills or The booze Which fair maiden Will tuck me in to...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Cheating: 23 of 174

Player Truly, you are a liar, A true player, Recapture the moment, Destroying true life. Denial and disbelief Live here, Been stabbed by your lies, Truth no longer lives here. Ballpark filled with deception, Stadium full of lies, Dreams no longer dance here, Dance card is full. Playing field is filled, Full of bullshitters a...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Regret: 47 of 274

Time Goes By Time goes by The sun rises as another sun sets Dreams will be born Lives will be torn Life, full of joy, full of sorrow All in hope for a better tomorrow Minutes go by, watching hours turn to days Minutes go by, many months, many Mays A baby is born Quick, dress him up, send him to school Before you know it, he'...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Addiction: 90 of 304

Old Friend You're so easy to remember Yet so hard to forget You take me to the highest of highs Then you let me fall Into the deepest pits of hell So high So low What are you doing to me? Yet Whenever I have a problem You're the only one that'll listen Or so it seems to be I hear you laughing behind my back As you watch me s...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nightmares: 49 of 165

Demons Woke up screaming in a cold sweat Sheets were crisp and soaking wet Demons scattered as the room was lit Blood was dripping bit by bit Liquid poison through my mind Tranquilizers to help unwind Now I lay me back to sleep Hoping demons I shall meet Demons underneath my bed Demons living inside my head Demons and I, one...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Self-reflection: 140 of 458

Unfinished Business Cannot seem to find the words As easily Anymore, The words do not flow out of my pen As they did once before. So poem after poem Goes unfinished Undated Unsigned, In my big book of lies. A book I had once filled With promises, with hope, With love, with desire, But now there's no more Light with which to ...