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Carolina Jun 2019
Si usted no me recuerda
está bien,
me perdí en algún lugar
y tal vez ya no voy a volver.
Si usted no me recuerda
está bien,
mi esencia es de fantasma
y no me puede ver.
Carolina Jun 2019
How is it that time
pushes me back and forth
How it is that life
makes me want to grow
The spirit grows old
My mind lost control
Survivals of war
The world won't reach its dawn
Carolina Jun 2019
Love hurts
whether it's good or bad
Love hurts
and the one bruised is the heart
Carolina May 2019
Lead me to the dark blue ocean.

Push me down, help me sink.

It can’t get any darker.

I am ready, drowning is my will.
I wrote this a year ago when I was headed to the bottom again. I'm glad I don't identify myself in those lines anymore, at least most of the time.
Carolina May 2019
No sé si soy tonta
o me hago,
tal vez es esto de estar enamorados,
pero tengo un poema de amor guardado
por cada día que paso con vos.
Carolina May 2019
Los pensamientos recurrentes,
la desazón insistente,
la llovizna eterna,
la oscuridad interna,
el sol eclipsado,
el desierto inundado,
el triste olvido,
el mortal hastío,
el café frío,
los bolsillos vacíos,
la mirada perdida,
el paso de la vida.
Carolina May 2019
I was fantasizing
about death and life
when I came across a wish
I had left behind.
Written digitally
so the tears won't blur the ink,
I felt my mouth dry
while I chewed gum of mint.
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