{"id":235298,"date":"2025-05-21T11:45:50","date_gmt":"2025-05-21T11:45:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/sbaglio-morale\/"},"modified":"2025-05-21T12:00:47","modified_gmt":"2025-05-21T12:00:47","slug":"moral-mistake","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/en\/moral-mistake\/","title":{"rendered":"Sbaglio morale – Moral mistake"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sbaglio morale<\/span><\/h1>\n

Ora che mi hai persa,
ora che non ci sono pi\u00f9,
forse comprendi davvero
cosa vuol dire amare.<\/p>\n

Ero giovane, bella,
e tu dovevi essere
il mio cuore, la mia casa.<\/p>\n

Come vuoi che te lo dica?
Ora sei solo un ricordo lontano,
sbiadito, come le promesse mancate.<\/p>\n

La colpa?
Del tuo carattere,
delle tue parole taglienti,
delle ferite che hai lasciato
sulla mia anima.<\/p>\n

Questo mio cuore sincero,
non ti ha mai mentito.
Ha amato, ha creduto.
E tu?
Tu hai distrutto ci\u00f2 che avevo donato.<\/p>\n

Provavi a rimediare,
ma ci sono errori
che il perdono non pu\u00f2 sfiorare.
Hai seminato il male,
e ora raccogli il vuoto.<\/p>\n

S\u00ec, mi hai tradita.
E scusami se te lo dico cos\u00ec,
ma amaramente ho capito
che fidarmi di te
non potevo pi\u00f9.
E questo me l\u2019hai insegnato tu.<\/p>\n

Lasciare un amore non \u00e8 una sciocchezza,
lasci il cuore con
un mar di amarezza.
In un istante lo fai affondare
in un dolore
che non riesce a marginare.<\/p>\n

Zaira Sellerio<\/p>\n

Moral mistake<\/span><\/h1>\n

Now that you have lost me,
\nnow that I am no longer there
\nperhaps you really understand
\nwhat it means to love.<\/p>\n

I was young, beautiful,
\nand you were to be
\nmy heart, my home.<\/p>\n

How do you want me to tell you?
\nNow you’re just a distant memory,
\nFaded, like broken promises.<\/p>\n

The fault?
\nYour temper,
\nof your sharp words,
\nOf the wounds you left
\nOn my soul<\/p>\n

This sincere heart of mine
\nhas never lied to you.
\nIt has loved, it has believed.
\nAnd you?
\nYou destroyed what I had given.<\/p>\n

You tried to make up for it,
\nbut there are mistakes
\nthat forgiveness cannot touch.
\nYou sowed evil,
\nand now you reap the void.<\/p>\n

Yes, you betrayed me.
\nAnd forgive me for saying so,
\nbut I bitterly realise
\nthat trusting you
\ncould no longer be trusted.
\nAnd this you taught me.<\/p>\n

Leaving a love is no trifle,
\nyou leave the heart with
\na sea of bitterness.
\nIn an instant you sink it
\nin a pain
\nthat it cannot marginalize.<\/p>\n

Zaira Sellerio<\/p>\n

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Sad girl Image by StockSnap from Pixabay<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Review<\/span><\/h2>\n

\u2018Moral mistake\u2019 is an intense, sincere and poignant poem that delicately but unfiltered recounts the end of a love wounded by betrayal. The author, with simple but deeply emotional words, takes us on a journey into disappointment and awareness, where the heart speaks with a firm and mournful voice.<\/span><\/p>\n

The text is a subdued but powerful cry: it reminds us that other people’s feelings are not a game,<\/strong> and that love deserves respect, care and truth. Betraying those who have given you trust and sincere love is a deep guilt, a \u2018Moral mistake\u2019 that leaves indelible marks.<\/span><\/p>\n

The poem is a universal reflection and teaches us that an apology is sometimes not enough to repair the damage, and that hurting those who love us can turn a precious bond into a bitter<\/strong> and distant memory.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

The ending, closes the text with a truth that is as simple as it is devastating: leaving a love is not a trifle,<\/strong> because the heart, once wounded, sinks into a pain that is difficult to fill.<\/span><\/p>\n

A poem that strikes and makes one reflect. Because love is not only sentiment: it is also responsibility.<\/span><\/p>\n

Il cucchiaio di legno – The wooden spoon<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Some awards for her work<\/span><\/h2>\n