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jueves, 28 de mayo de 2020
Pretenciosos del Mundo - Poema Nuevo
sábado, 23 de mayo de 2020
Doña Lucia - Poema Nuevo
domingo, 17 de mayo de 2020
A little bit Story - Poema Nuevo
A little bit Story
She's always right behind me,
Tied to the eyes of a devil,
An angel of darkness, an eternal
obscurity,
Following her to our home
Days and Nights are tone
And I heard her desire
To be in the bottom
Of the unknown as I yell
His worthless mind
And I tell and tell
Lots of stories right behind
My mind.
A strong less mind and
A yellow ship goes from duck-to-duck
Sailing from point you another one
As all of us stand still
Right to the floor looking for
The se all of this dear Lady,
Crying with my whole strength
To see her face once again
- As I try to watch his eyes
Deep inside his mind and soul;
Looking forward toward thy hands
To gather them into mine's.
It's just as crystal clear to be
Opened to their desire of stay still
And I heard of her crying until
I stopped and gazed her to thy eyes
And said: "you just can't do this to
me"
Watched her body, waited for her
To gather nothing of her hands
Isn't it healthy to be getting away?
Got no one, got no chance to tell the tell
Of my life to her
By taking a breathless air
To speak to her face
And turned back at once
To kill my desire of going.
Finding the land of the lost dreams,
Dreams which were forgotten
By lots of people to get a better life,
Die to live and live to die for love,
A love that has been told will never go
on.
Fire and Flames upon the fairy tales
To tell her the tales of a mad life and
Went down to my knees and kept going on
To her bedroom and slipped through the
sheets
And fell asleep with her...
A high and resonant scream
Is listened by everyone's ears
As a silent hear
As it gets higher and higher here.
An eternal sight was gazed
By my own feelings and a maze
- Terrified scare was just coming along
Where's the beauty of life?
The beauty of death is only waiting
For each one of us
That it never gets old and old...
Would she mind about me?
Will she be right beside me when we get
old?
So when we are dead
Are we gonna be together?
Will we be both of us in the same plane?
It'll be an eternity in a forever
darkness...
There's a thin line between love and hate
There's a thin line between you and me...
There's a curse amongst all of us
Only to wait for her...
Dreaming of her, thinking of her,
Going away for her and die for her.
It won't stand still in eternity.
It won't leave us alone…
sábado, 9 de mayo de 2020
Maldad - Poema Nuevo
viernes, 8 de mayo de 2020
Una misma historia - Poema Nuevo
Una misma historia
Cuentan las historias que el
ser humano entre sus entrañas
No aprende de la historia
ajena,
Lo hace entre sus propios
hábitos y experiencias
Que rondan en su haber y sus
propias creencias.
Una misma historia siempre
se repite a lo largo de los años
Llevándose a tantas personas
a lo largo de su trayectoria
Sin remedio alguno de
alivio,
Algunos podrían decir que un
héroe
De su propios deseos e
impulsos y, otros,
Que fue un gran débil entre
tantos amargos días pasados.
Muchos suspiros llenos de
una amarga existencia
Llena de estupefacientes
actos comprendidos
Entre muchos ineficientes
días de tristeza
Sin algún ánimo de lucro,
Palpitaba el corazón
precipitada y ansiosamente
Sin obtener una clara
respuesta de lo que su cerebro
Quería poderle transmitir,
Un choque entre ellos hizo
obtener su razón.
El aprender de sus propios
errores pasados,
Entre tanto otros seres
están al tanto de que
Más podría salir mal para
poder sacar a relucir
Todas sus bonanzas y
aptitudes buenas
Y una misma historia se
repite en bucle
Y una misma sociedad no
aprende de la historia ajena.