"copyleft" poems
Traigo sus ojos conmigo,
los llevo para poder observar de cerca
como él, para olvidarme, se aleja a toda prisa
magullando y lastimando sus encogidas huellas,
entre las espigas empalagosas,
más allá de una vieja y arcaica alameda.
El ya no huele a miel naranja en sus pupilas,
tiene tantas mentiras arrastrando por ese campo!
que las últimas primaveras que viva,
las vivirá fingiendo,
que ama los huecos de los árboles,
cuando yo sé muy bien,
que mueres por la alquimia filosofía.
Un día cualquiera, lo sé,
cuando el sol venza al fin su cansancio,
oxigenará su monótona vida
con alguna brisa perdida por el terruño,
y me recordará.
Me recordará en los murmullos opacos
y casi con amargura en su piel,
sabrá, que jamás pudo olvidarme,
a mi, a su única quimera endemoniada,
la que lo hacia encender
vibrar, morir y vivir.
Entonces, cuando los días se le acobarden
en los orgasmos,
clamara en silencio mis labios
y se maldecirá por haber dicho
tantas mentiras
y por ocultar tantas verdades.
Ya sabes que no te bendigo vida mía,
porque siempre yo fui, una mujer
con infiernos perversos, en los labios.
LAS PALABRAS QUE PARTIERON
Valentina de la Canal.
copyleft Reserved 2008
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 7:02 AM UTC
Thank you everyone,
thank you for existing.
Let's give thanks,
for all of us existing,
for all of us living,
miracles of living.
Make everything happen,
make the good grow.
It's the best to live,
it's beautiful to exist.
We are all worthy,
no one is left over.
Dance with me,
look in your mirror,
there is beauty there.
Everything is handsome,
look on the bright side,
listen to the positive.
We are all going to dance,
together or separate,
as you wish, just do it.
Make the world,
make your world,
It will be so much better.
We are all,
so much more.
Look at your side,
there is beauty,
Look at your side,
that beautiful side,
your good side,
make love,
love yourself a lot.
Explode with love,
make love, love,
feel the love,
love flourishes.
Always love,
in winter,
in summer,
always,
love.
With cold,
with heat,
always
with love.
Feel,
that love,
in there,
in you,
in everything,
there is love,
and it is good.
Everything flourishes,
intoxicated,
with love in everything,
in you, in everyone,
in me, in you.
Dance, and dance,
forget the fear,
let's all dance,
don't be afraid,
let everything flow,
and you will be super happy.
With love, everything is,
more, more, a volcano,
life is a magma,
for us all to live happily.
Pour love in streams,
love condensed in potions,
don't let them lie to you,
just speak the truth of loving,
love everyone, love yourself,
and everything will be fine,
life is for loving.
To do everything,
to do good for everyone.
to make a happy world,
no one is left over, forget the wars,
and sow love everywhere.
Put your heart to love every revolution.
Love, the heart is never old,
there is always time to love,
that Love with a capital L.
The answer is Love,
don't let yourself lack love.
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https://soundcloud.com/carlos-alberto-856974375/eres-lo-mas-poema
Sep 15, 2025
Sep 15, 2025 at 7:09 AM UTC
FRIENDS
Friends,
let's go,
let's go dance,
let's be.
Let's be happy,
let love bloom,
good vibrations,
let's dance and sing.
Let's make life,
let life be better,
let's emanate that love,
love for happiness.
A better world for everyone.
for everyone, a happy world.
For my friends in the world,
for everyone, beautiful poems,
to plant seeds of happiness.
Let's dance with the melodies of the world,
let's dance with the poems that float,
poems to make the heart sing.
Seeds thrown for my friends.
for everyone, everyone friends,
without wars, with love,
poems to love,
peace in our souls.
Let's all go,
everyone to sing,
to dance everyone,
to croon,
to be happy,
to love.
Friends,
my friends,
for everyone,
for the world,
happiness for all.
Words to dance with,
a voice for happiness,
with love my words,
poems to be sung,
words to hug you with love.
Verses, prose, with soul to give happiness,
friends, walk the path of words,
words to dream that happiness spills over everyone.
Friends,
my friends,
my dear friends,
for you, winds of love,
words so the world can be happy.
Winds of love spilled for everyone,
air of happiness that the wind of love carries you away,
love in drops to be collected by thirsty hearts.
My friends, a little poetry to wish you happiness from the heart,
with all my affection, winds of love and happiness in verses.
https://soundcloud.com/carlos-alberto-856974375/friends
Sep 19, 2025
Sep 19, 2025 at 6:33 AM UTC
Wounded bird,
broken wings,
I cannot,
I no longer know
how to rise.
A shattered dream.
Poor bird,
flightless,
a failure.
Dreams
in a nosedive,
into harsh reality.
Shattered,
crashed
plumage.
All broken,
I dreamed of flight,
and couldn't.
My body
is heavy.
I plunged,
I fell from grace;
I no longer know how to fly.
So much dreaming,
only to land
unwillingly.
And my dreams
have flown away.
I moved my hands,
and saw reality:
I was no angel.
I was no longer a child,
and everything hurt.
I wanted to be better,
but I'm not;
I corrupted myself.
And I was just me,
a poor soul
who flapped
in my dreams,
a loser
in my life,
only disaster.
Consumed
beyond remedy,
I reached the end,
landed on earth,
dreams undone.
Neither angel, nor good,
nor child, just an old man
who never learned to fly.
Hope took flight.
Carlos Alberto Bustillos López
Copyleft
Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 2:54 AM UTC