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 Sep 2017
Miguel Hernández
No pudimos ser. La tierra
no pudo tanto. No somos
cuanto se propuso el sol
en un anhelo remoto.
Un pie se acerca a lo claro.
En lo oscuro insiste el otro.
Porque el amor no es perpetuo
en nadie, ni en mí tampoco.
El odio aguarda su instante
dentro del carbón más hondo.
Rojo es el odio y nutrido.

El amor, pálido y solo.

Cansado de odiar, te amo.
Cansado de amar, te odio.

Llueve tiempo, llueve tiempo.
Y un día triste entre todos,
triste por toda la tierra,
triste desde mí hasta el lobo,
dormimos y despertamos
con un tigre entre los ojos.

Piedras, hombres como piedras,
duros y plenos de encono,
chocan en el aire, donde
chocan las piedras de pronto.

Soledades que hoy rechazan
y ayer juntaban sus rostros.
Soledades que en el beso
guardan el rugido sordo.
Soledades para siempre.
Soledades sin apoyo.

Cuerpos como un mar voraz,
entrechocado, furioso.

Solitariamente atados
por el amor, por el odio.
Por las venas surgen hombres,
cruzan las ciudades, torvos.

En el corazón arraiga
solitariamente todo.
Huellas sin compaña quedan
como en el agua, en el fondo.

Sólo una voz, a lo lejos,
siempre a lo lejos la oigo,
acompaña y hace ir
igual que el cuello a los hombros.

Sólo una voz me arrebata
este armazón espinoso
de vello retrocedido
y erizado que me pongo.

Los secos vientos no pueden
secar los mares jugosos.
Y el corazón permanece
fresco en su cárcel de agosto
porque esa voz es el arma
más tierna de los arroyos:

«Miguel: me acuerdo de ti
después del sol y del polvo,
antes de la misma luna,
tumba de un sueño amoroso».

Amor: aleja mi ser
de sus primeros escombros,
y edificándome, dicta
una verdad como un soplo.

Después del amor, la tierra.
Después de la tierra, todo.
 Sep 2017
Sandoval
Beg
You begged me,

to fall in love with the
moon.

So I could get

accustomed to having all of
you,

but then, none
at all too..


*Sandoval
 Sep 2017
Carlos Salinas
I hate that I love you
I hate that I miss you
I hate that I want you
I hate that I kissed you
"I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed"
 Sep 2017
Kelsey Rhoads
She

cheated
  and falsely hoped..

She

cried
  and then she broke..


My tears were soft falling from my cheeks

They hit the ground like bullets


She realized what she could do without me

  I guess she saw something I just.. I couldn't see
 Aug 2017
Felix Andlar
eyes my close I
:are you there And
.you ,messy ,smiling ,Lovely
- goodbye this And
far so you takes - moment a In
.cold so you makes And

,are we Here
,directions opposite in Running
connections beautiful our Severing
.existed never we if As

life my live I do how :me Tell
?it in were you After
?it were you After
?you After

,are we Here
,directions opposite in Running
elections next our Hoping
collections our Drown
.lives our of times best the Of
JUUUUST in case you didn't catch it, the poem is meant to be read in the opposite direction: right to left ;-)

Enjoy!
I was captivated by your beauty,
Somewhat enticed and enriched by your depth
Thinking maybe if provide you with all that of my being
We could become one entity conquering all with each step
Devastating our flaws and surmounting the differences n every fiber of ourselves
At what point do we identify as one
Think with a like mind
Does it come with more time
Or should I assimilate and just become benign
Throw my passion and dreams aside for your convictions at full time
As this ink bleeds my heart pours for you for
But how can I restore
What was never broken for you
What's even more ?  this more unconventional
Than unconditional
I hope you find yourself
Without me missing you
 Aug 2017
sophia
my sheets know your secrets
my pillows, your thoughts
my blanket misses your warmth
and i,
i miss your touch
You woke one morning feeling like an unhappy song,
So empty and sad, where has love gone ?

With an ache in your heart and thoughts of the past,
Where has love gone, why didn't it last ?

A moment ago you were so happy and then, it's hard to
Figure out, when did it end

You try to recapture a moment of bliss, why did it have
To happen like this. Where has love gone; when did it leave;
Why am I so unhappy and why do I still grieve ?
Like the end of a season it came to past; what was the reason,

Why didn't it last ? The change came so gradually, why couldn't
I foresee this tragedy

I stand at the window, gazing at the sun, wondering what it was
I could have done. I try to recapture happiness long past;
Where has love gone, why didn't it last ?

The contentment and peace of that day on the beach, but a lost
Love I cannot reach. If I could have foreseen it would come to

This, I would have protected my moment of bliss,
As seasons come and go, the season for love will come again I
know. And when it does, I will relive this love and hold it fast
My lost love will come again and I know it will last.
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