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Colm May 2018
When his shoulders turn and all hope is falling, like an iron on steel, like the rain in May. There will be no tomorrow for the us which was, for the walk which couldn't be kept away.
This is a favorite of mine. Not a hopeless verse about breaking up. But an honest omission about how all things which are meant to end, simply will. It may not be in our time or our way, but we all live and learn for the next day.
Borges Jun 2015
Ella y Ello,
Yo y ser o ser y yo,
Saber y Decir,
Los malos o Los Libros mal pensados,
Las palmas o las piernas siluetadas,
Saber Ver o Ver sin saber,
Problema o Mas querer.

Ojos o lagartijas esperándo el sol,
Nervios o espejismos,
Secuencia rota, o inesperada,
Idioma de locos o acciones en estaciones de tren.

Querer o mas bien sanar,
Los mato o un chiste barato,
niñas anunciando o gatos callados,
No lo tomes o date un baño con piedra puma,
Podrías enseñarme o
Lo que te queda.
nivek Jul 2014
rock around the world;
the perfect life choice:
poets on Hello Poetry
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