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Santiago Nov 2015
La unica razon de mi adoración eres tu mi Jesús,
mi unico motivo para vivir eres tu mi señor,
mi unica verdad esta en ti eres mi luz y mi salvación,
mi unico amor eres tu Señor y por siempre te alabaré.

(CORO)
Tú eres todopoderoso eres grande y majestuoso,
eres fuerte, invencible y no hay nadie como Tú.
Tú eres todopoderoso eres grande y majestuoso,
eres fuerte, invencible y no hay nadie como Tú.

la unica razon de mi adoración eres tu mi Jesús,
mi unico motivo para vivir eres tu mi señor,
mi unica verdad esta en ti eres mi luz y mi salvación,
mi unico amor eres tu Señor y por siempre te alabaré.
(CORO)
tu eres ...
Santiago Jun 2015
Este amor apasionado, anda todo alborotado , por volver.
voy camino a la locura y aunque todo me tortura, se querer.

Nos dejamos hace tiempo pero me llego el momento de perder
tu tenias mucha razon, le hago caso al corazon y me muero
por volver

'Y volver volver, volver a tus brazos otra vez, llegare hasta donde estes
yo se perder,yo se perder, quiero volver, volver, volver.'

Nos dejamso hace tiempo pero me llego el momento de perder
tu tenias mucha razon, le hago caso al corazon y me muero por volver.

'Y volver volver, volver a tus brazos otra vez, llegare hasta donde estes
yo se perder, yo se perder, quiero volver, volver, volver.
Sdru Jun 2013
Estar sin ti, es como estar en la oscuridad
no sabes el momento en el cual la luz volvera
imaginar que nunca volveras a verla
pensar que con solo un rayo, calmaras tu ansiedad

En fin hace tiempo que no he buscado
una razon que me haga respirar, que me haga vivir
que si le tengo miedo a la soledad
es una gota de agua en este mar

Apostando por un sentimiento inexistente
simplemente creyendo sentir
algo que en papel no significa nada
no necesito abrir los ojos para verte

Cuando llega el tiempo de frio, me pasa
te recuerdo a cada segundo, a cada instante
todo se me viene a la mente, se hunde, se cae
para que resistir si puedo existir

La noche cae, pero siempre esta el amanecer
de cualquier manera será, tendra que pasar
en los sueños que llegas aparecer, eres feliz
mas de la cuenta y no me entristece ver el sol salir.
Nessa dieR Feb 2021
Volvi solo para decirte que
Inventé aquellas cosas que alguna vez nos prometimos.
Creo que tienes razon,
Tengo la culpa de enamorarme,
O a caso solo de querer, sin
Razon alguna de las personas equivocadas. Las
Imagenes permanecerán hasta que me canse de escribir, pero
A solas, por la noche, las palabras son mi unico consuelo.
Jaee Derbéssy Aug 2014
Every morning
waking up to you
would make up
for every
mistake I have
ever made in the past.

Your love
filling scars
that my soul
thought were never
going to be filled,
especially noticed
by anything,
or anyone.
Your kisses
bathing my body,
and your presence
sheltering
my existence.
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Zara Sky Feb 2012
Me dice
Un pedazo mio quiere ser parte de tus deseos,
El otro reúsa participar en tus acarreos.
Como esa increible persona que hay en ti
Me reusó a quedarme con la mitad de tu vivir

Le digo
La tempestad en el aire respira,
Nublando mis pasos hacia ti.
Hacia la otra mitad de mi.

Mi voz ya no te toca, es mas, te corta
Pedazo por pedazo
Mi sol ya no te brilla, es mas, te enfria
Poco a poco

La tempestad en el aire me grita
Nublando mi alma hacia el quererte a ti
Hacia la otra mitad de mi

Me ruega
Mientras buscas sin encontrar
Mientras caminas sin llegar
Mientras tratas de hablar
Mientras te pones a anhelar

Te olvidas de lo mas importante
Te aferras de lo abundante
Te encerras en tu propio mundo
Te olvidas de lo profundo

Eres lo que siempre quiero
Pero muchas veces no prefiero
No porque tu voz corta
Sino porque tu silencio importa
No porque tu sol no brille
Sino porque tu egoísmo acuchille

Acá seguiré añorando
Y quien sabe, olvidando
Mientras buscando una razon
Te mantengo en mi corazón.

Yo suspiro
Se que el tiempo se me acabará
Como un sueño asesinado por la realidad
La realidad en la cual tu ya no estas
Pero me falta todavia vivir
Me falta todavia soñar, cantar y volar
Me falta todavia saltar, caer y luchar
Aunque en mi dia final, sin calma,
Me faltarás
Tu.
Moni Aug 2018
rezo a Dios por misericordia,
porque me odio a mi misma,
por la razon que la unica persona
que me gusta, eres tu.



I pray to God for mercy
Because i hate myself
For the reason is, the only person
I like, is you
is there anything in Spanish I did wrong? I don't know much by far, but im trying
Evelin G hoffman Nov 2013
Me carcomen los celos
me cubro la cara con la mano
me pregunto , que me pasa?
no hay razon de este sentimiento.

me retuerzo...
lo se, es de impotencia
me digo: no seas mas necia
miedo de tanta lujuria
tantas ganas de sentirme tuya

es que quiero sentirme tuya
y es que quiero sentirte mia
aunque sea una vez en la vida
tengo celos de lo que haces
y es porque no se ni lo que haces!

celos de no verte
ni sentirte aqui presente
celos ala maldita duda
de que deseas mi reina de cuna

los celos me recorren los cesos
lo siento hasta en los huesos
es que no hay lugar que no te sienta
largate celos antes que me arrepienta .

                  10-11-13 EveGaby
Santiago Jan 2015
Cuando yo me muera
Olvidate de mi ya me fui
Al lugar santisimo
Los cielos del altisimo
Por eso mismo precura el abysmo
Ten la mente lista y fuerte
Soy el angel de la muerte
Mi unico deseo fue verte
El destino fue mi mala suerte
Sigue adelante triunfa
En la vida su luz es la unica salida
Si te sientes decallida
Mira hacia arriba
Recuerda que eres divina
Para mi la mas fina
Del alma y corazon con mas razon
Te dedicare una cancion
Perdoname por mis acciones
Con mis faltas y maltratos
Solo con besos y abrazos
Puedo repagarte quiero darte
El amor es un arte
Nomas falta poner de tu parte
Nunca es muy tarde
Te llevaste mi corazon
Por las heridas te pido perdon
Leydis Jun 2017
Adonis esta viejo!

El caballo de la region,
esta perdiendo la razon
quiere aniquilar el Padre del pueblo,
pues este le recordo…
que no es ya el Adonis que enamoraba por monton.
que por su ego y corbardia,
anda solo por cabron!

Adonis esta viejo,
no le fian en la cantina.
Ya las mujeres andan corriendo el cuento….
de que ya no es buen amante,
que ya ni sirve pa’ comapañia!

Adonis esta viejo,
se ha mirado al espejo y no le gusta su reflejo.
aunque joven se siente por dentro
el espejo reflejas su piel plegada,
esa pansa bien crecida,
y el pelo se le esta raleando,
por atrás se ve su calva brillando.

Adonis esta viejo,
Adonis el mujeriego,
Adonis, el que todas la mujeres querian,
Adonis, el que sembro alegrias momentarias,
Adonis, que no anclo en ningun puerto,
Adonis, el que nunca pasaba una noche solo,
Adonis se quedo solo y sin su hombria.

Adonis no penso,
que el tiempo pasaria.  

Adonis esta viejo y no lo gusta lo que ve en el espejo.

LeydisProse
6/13/2017
https://m.facebook.com/LeydisProse/
d3x Jul 2014
-
el dolor siempre es necesario.
muchos estan cegados y no encuentran nunca un motivo o una razon por la cual el dolor se necesite...
pero al final de todo, lo necesitas.
el ser humano siempre va a carecer de muchas cosas, pero nunca de dolor.
con esto no quiero decir que la felicidad no se necesite, porque se necesita y mucho. pero ciertamente las cosas buenas y malas vienen de la mano.
toda felicidad va a llegar con algo malo y todo lo malo va a venir con algo bueno. pero en realidad, sin dolor no serias nadie.
imagina un mundo lleno de felicidad, un mundo donde todo sea perfecto...
no puedes imaginarlo, porque la perfeccion no es real. lo perfecto es una vision que creas con tus propios ojos. lo curioso es ¿por que el ser humano no crea una vision perfecta con el dolor? es obvio que nadie quisiera crear del dolor alguna vision de perfeccion ya que es eso, dolor. a veces duele demasiado a un punto que te deja ciego...pero al final del dia, nadie hace el intento de sacar lo perfecto de ahi. solo sacan tiempo para crear visiones perfectas acerca de cosas sin valor y sentido alguno. yo en mi caso, no saco lo perfecto del dolor. tan siquiera logro buscarle lo positivo a las cosas malas. pero si en este mundo hay alguien de la manera que estoy describiendo, realmente lo envidio. quisiera poder crear una vision perfecta de todo y cada uno de los dolores que he tenido en esta vida. yo por lo menos, no puedo. pero quien puede es dichoso y afortunado. quien puede, estoy segura que entiende a la perfeccion que el dolor es necesario. que necesitas dolor para crecer y continuar con la travesía mas larga y corta de todas, la vida.
esto es solo un punto de vista, algo que me paso por la mente. nada importante.
Ruth Lopez Nov 2011
Porque puedes jugar con mi Corazon
No te da razon a tratar me asi
Me tocas como no otro
Me amas como a nadien mas
Pero te veo con ella y mi Corazon
Se siente enfermo
Como nunca mas
Evelin G hoffman Nov 2013
Inexplicable fue tu llegada
Tu llegada a mi mente
De una forma inesperada
Te as adueñado de mi completamente .

Inexplicable es cuanto deseo tenerte
Sin poder controlar este deseo en mi mente
En fantasias te tomo en mj pocesion
Sin preguntarte si apruebas esta accion.

Inexplicable es como atravez del tiempo
Siento que te quiero y no te miento
Te as adueñado de una parte de mi corazon
Y trato de ser fuerte para no perder la razon.

                            7/18/13  EveGaby
Alejandro O Jun 2015
Como quisiera sentir la sensacion de tu corazon, y saber la razon que siempre me rechasas a mi.
El mejor beso que ella me dio, fueron los que mis lavios hamas toco.

Como quisiera saber de ti, y que me mostraras Amor a mi.  
El tiempo siempre me enseño, a nunca perder la illucion.  

Como quisiera disirte que te quiero, y si me amas ya sabes que aqui te espero.
Pero tambien la edad me arbitro, a no confiar en ti tanto ya no.

Para mi si eras especial, y todo lo que siento por ti es real.
Yo confiezo que me enamore, entonses poreso mia la culpa es.

                                                Como Quisiera.
Ken Pepiton Feb 2023
T. A. Preacher- a character investigation

Friday, February 3, 2023
12:33 PM

Thanks for looking twice, this is after chapter one.
So that's the first line of chapter two, I suppose
That was one, but this is first because,
the internet is read last to first,
later this is the middle, it is auto intuitive

Any given day gone by
I may have thought I like this ending.

"Before time, God Almighty promised eternal life. Before time!"
A preacher to the choir, offered this as proof,
that there is life, after the time
of life has ceased, thus hell,
must be avoided…
if you can read this accept it must have been voided
nullift,
to totally invalidate lobster stacking- or well, no hell, never was.
kingpriest selfishgene mindmeme power substructure
in the course
Masterclass Civics, with Newt. I was there,
that series in the course
of human events… timeless
and --- grace must be earned.
              Duty-wise, Soldier of the Cross T. A.

I am doing nothing, really, messin' with messaging tek
thinking momentary lapses reoccur aiwise
déjà vu is a function, not a flaw
we recall becoming, and learning, as a we, we
do not unbecome.
Be true.
Life is not a horror movie.
If, indeed,
the effect
from knowing, die-for-it level knowledge,
is being free,
becoming free,
to chose the way
we go from knowing,
wow, Teddy Ruxpin, Worlds of Wonder,
was a beautiful idea, look what we made…

The now old gadfly, happy to die, happy to pass
the spark  to kindled acts enforcing char
at the spark,
to burst in tiny, most tender of flames, softest
wind
tend to sush…

lulla-byye'es be  long here, hmmm, listen

arrested developments catch light, used right,
once burnt, twice wise.

Let no story steal the peace you find
upon precept one.
Your point.
Your reason to expect better from worse,
this time,
the one that counts, constantly, ticketing mindspacetime
hook,
to the sidetracked train,
using your attention tension
to increase our torque, you learn
and we got a load o' gamblers and ramblers
ridin' my train,
we, let me tell you, we, the passengers on this train,
we, thought Sisyphus happy,
thought him so, he said,
he'ld show us rock rollin'
keep it secret,
but having something to do,
get to the top, take your
time,
meandering down,

hell's what you make
from life
with you as init-
for years, we felt we should, keep it secret
for the whole existential philosophy route through then,
-re zen
commabreaths re member,
we agreed, objective POV, gratis, no credits due no body,
observant being we…
- wait, maybe we become better each time
Contrary to the once incarnate God, who said he gives,
without money and without cost, slick as gnosis, re-co-known.
- you will pay for knowing what you think you may know now
Mindspacetime, same yesterday, today, forever… instant, constant
time, not more,
time, no less, yet
time between distant things remains,
but
in the mind's timelessness,
constant instants
in prayer,
accepting
unearnable grace, as expertise
with the weapons
of warfare, in truth and spirit perfected,

in waiting, fect, compleat. As time's tyranny breaks,
and next
is after nothing, and the rest remains.

Advocate for the truth as possible.
Opposing principles ruling voice,
- gut says walk it out
- guy in mind thinks stick
- anon become
I am the Authority who may say we,
and it, or he, or she, ad in fun item,
union rule. We, the whole
idea driving the threads hear…

click it
disagrees
with all the dogmatic tools used
in the business
of fear motived religious service.

He holds to a conceit, a heresy, at first
accepted as his own, but that was pride.

Plum on my thumb,
oh, what a bright old man am I, silly me.

One, among the eight-billions, I, silly me;
what can I do?
pSigh, hi-band lo-brow
Fast the acceptable fast.
Announce the acceptable year.
Disagree with all who claim secret
insight based on the Bible, Torah,
which says none of the works of YHWH
were done in secret.

Cretan,…


of a certainty, as often hap
t
Finding peace, core serenity,
body, soul and spirit,
heart, mind, spleen, gut, reins and
liver, fingers, toes,
levers and pumps,
tunnels and tubules and folds.

Organized containment of life
-that's what bodies are
for articulated interference
with objectified reality,
beyond the bonds of flesh and blood,
I,
me, you see, I think I exist abstracted
from the mass of mankind,
from the nameless soldiers sent to war
for the God who is served,
by allegiants, pledged from age six,
to honor the pledge to the nation
representing the perfect will
of the God
of the Church Selective.

Documented seven sec set. true that.
Selective Service US 56910427

Right.
Rights.
Right use.
Right reason.
Right cause, just effect.

Affection attached
Military  mind pays affectionate
attention
to tension
some force in one dir
ect effect of minds melded
"to make a mental impression on," 1630s;
earlier "to attack" (c. 1600),
"act upon, infect" (early 15c.),
from affect (n.)
or from Latin affectus
"disposition, mood, state of mind or body produced by some external influence."

From <https://www.etymonline.com/search?q=affect>

Sheer jesuitry… been said known, so
coulda been a pain
to learnsumomahlathashit, stuckSTÜCK
salimsayn okeh, say it
oy vey

Unavoidable thorny issue burrs, sores rubbed
so raw

The business of religion, for a while,
in America, religions united
in pro-hibition, which, I
do not rightly know, what hibition is,
so I do not think I'm ob-liged re-liged
or promise tied, to be pro
much at all.
When my hair grew white,
I went all in for freedom,
and self governing, and self categorization
allow if you must, a battle,
- I heard a Rebbi say today
- jerusalem is in our minds, or yours
- I may have mistaken, who knew
Bedtime, echo opera, my reality,
nothing's on hold this is live
forever

Ego- arise
Exceptionalizm extreme, personally,
become
dead to this world and all its science,
falsely so called,

you know. Teaching times and seasons,

change to some before time state,
when nothing that is was,
-Phrygian Sitar twangninng uper subtle soft
distant soft even there still
and God {El-oh-him} he said, to nothing,
apparently,

be, and light, apparently, occurred,
plausibly causing time,
whereby days of exactly how ll'll


choke point, language pattern shock event
worst on New Guinee - for peak effect
it could be surmised,
confusion-wise
as language appears full bloom. Be
sensible
right
now, ah child, did nobody tell you,
we already get what you get when you get here.

Language, the signals we send and receive,
friendly dog, entire demeaner, wags,

trained dog, coded, made ready
to accept command, language, "sic-'em",
Wolf1
you may have heard,
if there were a time in your past experience,
if there were a once,
when you went to jail
for your boss, or because you would not lie,
not even by omission… ah, let me tell of a once.

There, in the everso long ago,
in the canyon I can feel,
to this day, I can recall,

the time I prayed, in Sycamore Canyon,
while looking through my wallet,
while sitting on a rock, in the middle of the creek.

I had no money, but I did have a Gospel Tract,
I had purchased, from a door to door sales man,

a white-haired man, full, not long, but full white beard,
and a Greek fisherman's cap.

I do not recall his pitch, but he  asked for a quarter,
in exchange for a 32 page book of Bible verses,
anointed through the testimony of untold numbers,

over and above the gross of original chosen ones.

As recorded in the Bible, the word is its own evidence.
believing is the believer's duty…

Come, let us
reason, you show me yours, so I show you mine,

as when the prophets proved one the other,
show me your faith, in knowledge,
I'll show you mine formed in time, timeless now,
in the past,
in the course of cosmic events, global-earthwise,

mankind has power to devise and construct,
means, whereby we all can just get along;
but the Bible says,
or the Q'uran says,
or the Founder says,

or research into remaining tangible fibers,
bones, shards, art-intuited spiritual aspects,
say said
aligned
with the stars… sacred orders evidence,
the sun, and the moon, and the stars,

wandering and otherwise,
so vast, even then, there were seers,

later, the nomenclature changed to prophet,
and seers became witches suffered not,
no putting up
with seers saying prophets were blind
leading the blind.

Chosen warriors, called of the systemized faith,
the only allowable faith, truth be told,
the one that knows God, truth and spiritwise.

Where all men are created equal,
if, indeed, the story is told
to all with ears
to hear… if, indeed, lieving be, is believing, done,
letting letters hold the law, wherein
the spirit must abide, con the knowledge needed,

to measure worth, and offer appraisal,
for all a unit
of mankind is valued. equally in the inchoate mind
of the nation, just taking shape, in the highest minds.
Then, again
Look, learned masses,
learn the lessons from tyrants past.

The greed a child can witness, in spirit and in truth,
as manifested in the churches,
used to tame the wild Indians.  All
of them, slated
for eternal damnation,
due to ignorance of life's rules, as revealed
to preachers who truly comprehend Revelation.
- the award goes to, the man with the turtle
- a man of the cloth, in the long tradition
- he wins the skin of the lamb,
- and as per rules, the scapegoat books.

As did Father Joe Smith,
and Ellen G. White, all the suffragettes
Mary Baker Eddy,
Aimee McPherson, Katherine Kuhlman, Jimmy Swaggert, All Saints fans
Tony and Sue, David Koresh, Jim Jones,
and all the congregations
in TV Land… and
the entire PTL financial support base, et al

And Rome and Topkapi and wherever else
so help me, god

------- this must be way later, just thinkinsayin
rubbing my eyes, and tasting
potato salad

Is this a thorny issue, oh, to the letter
if I offend you, I can explain,
the point to being itchy is making marks
when finally scratching the surface
riverwise peace acceptance broadcast
old seed, unplowed mindtimespace.
hooh, stick, hold
!¢ÜLXX-¿Þ? thorns marked such heresies
in my record in the cloud of all knowing
as you may in advertently already hold known
once have
Have you ever, really, been in jail?

- Why you ask, really? Is there…
Yeh, there are imaginary jails.
- like puzzle lifes?
Complexities, many creases, many ply, thick
walled off separate sections in mindtimespace.

Held thoughts, enclosed in thought bubbles,
and stacked, no,
o
can't stack bubbles, yet
stacks of globular shapes topple.
polar attract pepulse
push pull
come to shove slimy truth metaphor
rib-it
Ah, ha, frog's egg globs encased in goo.
Protoplasmic goo.
Gnosis, subconscious know how, frogs bodies have.

Patterning thought nets, thinking holds, slipping
fix the point… attach [arachnoid-mater-kids]
your mind to mine, let this mind be in you, seen

from a lustful hustler's most winning con, forming,
like a plan, do the religion, be
Elmer Gantry… listen
as each adjusts the other's wig,
the promo guy, wise to the Hunt silver game,
shame he would not listen, few knew,
to the lady, she knows the game.
She has sprinkled her bed
with aloes and myrrh.

Simple, go right on your way, the end there of…

my cue, queue up, get your excuse,
- who thinks all he knows
- simple
simplicity is a valid excuse,
feeble minded finding comfort
in an imaginary reality,
certain that the truth, eventually wins,

those we may attempt to tempt.
- we made no such bet
- no mas win lose
Sublimnity, you see,
subtle expression of the man, Christ Jesus,
would that ye all were wise as serpents,
such as legends testify, wise serpents
seen burned in toast
once
preserved the hope of mankind,
at the cost a heel stomp, **!
Aieee
She slew the lying demon, no, no,
that was me, Eve and the shining thing
I can tell it from when no witches burned
Beyond Prince James's Thesis on Daemons,
Ai- we found san razon, d
ust reflective mica
mine licensed sibyls pipe direct
all on raspberry pi,
- it's not all smoke and diamond dust,
We have the facsimiles in mindtimespace storage

Python 3. Magnitudes, orders of above
old wives tales juvenilized
to mere Tolkien/Lewis
Grimm-level bogus spiritseed, degreed B.S.

---------- with that capital B

----------- we entered the reasoning chamber,
with all the wu wu allowed
in me, let this mind be,
- from Paul's doctrine of mind-using
- in Romans, yes
delve, dig, dis-cover the sealed knowings known sealed,
awaiting discovery alone… that's Hebrews, not sure, anon
-- I coulda said this
to nobody then
now I said it to you
--- in another chapter I went mad and
copy pasted hebrew curse derivatives
and their phonetic lottkaballahalelu yeha
yep…
but you're not ready Hebrews, permission
granted withheld, mind prison, while keyed up.
to deny any use to the bicameral mind/brain sack
precisely measured to Dirac's dismay,
never ending eve is really thinkable,
as long as any one wishes,
know your own too much,
that was certainty
my child hood bet was that I won, and nobody lost.
in defiance of Delphi,
by millennia,
trust me

the language of life, earthling to earthling, evolves,
as we augment our pluralminded state, situ-circum

float-ish

here-ness, and nearness, and absence of distance,
time immeasured,
quarkishly insignificant units of self awareness shared,
we
can think as who's must have been thought to think,
when we were seven,
and inoculated by Suess.
In
Oculus, bud, from one branch,
into another, through a tiny RIP.

Some days, I am the only reader, as I rest, in peace,

peace, I choose to think,
exists, out is, be-ing, action-ionic, there's the rub,

amber and cat, spark of re-co-knowing all about love,
as a child,
let's refuse,
to ever grow up… let's pretend, my friend, to the end.

Wake up, get outabedragonnon anon anonymous
visitors,
arrive announcing, each nameless, yes, anonymous,
I saw, I forgot,

serpentine little think, wisdom exercise, you ordered,
or did I, going subjective for a second, I thought
this…

and I read it, and I am thirstydrymou
THUD
and cold. Settle,
reset
breathe softslowwhoowhowowowooooo-slow rereadhay
okeh. More or ride it one more time all we w…
soft quiet 9:59
already the slow twangy sitar in phrygian soft g distant
soft there, softer yet under us

This is the end of chapter two.
An novel dripping in the freest medium available, thanks for making it a pass time.
Ralda Robles Jan 2018
habia un balance en tu sonrisa
tu mirada calmava todo, asta las olas mas enormes
tus venas corrian largas y agiles como tu corazon
crecio en mi un amor, casi como el tullo
aprendi a reconocer un amor eterno
en tus miradas y sonrisas
encontre una razon
seguir despertando al mismo sol
uno que ya no vez mas
pero si pudieras, lo amaras tambien
tanto como me amas a mi
SoVi Apr 2018
Quien soy yo además de areana gastada?
Sin rumbo flotando sin un propósito.
No mas recuerdo el océano y todo su dolor.
Ni se como me miro llo.

Las mareas retroceden de su lugar
Y me deja expuesto al luz del sol.
Rocas preciosas varados en la orilla de la costa
Brillando se rejunta y se unen conmigo.

Corrientes de recuerdos se apresuran a mi mente
Alimentando el agua de mi alma.
Rompiendo la presa que retiene todas mis emociones
Haciendo sentir todo la humanidad.

Arrastrandome con la mitad del miembro formado
Siento un dolor que filtra desde mis huesos.
Pero no lo rechazó con lágrimas
En cambio, lo acepto con una sonrisa acuosa.

El océano quiere detenerme
Escóndeme en las profundidades de mi desesperación.
Chupando el calor de toda mi alegría
Quitando mi voluntad de vivir.

Pero la luna retiene el océano con su fuerza
Protegiéndome de la oscuridad de mi mente.
En lugar de excluirse por mis pecados
Me ama por mis defectos.

El universo abre sus brazos para darme un hogar
Dando me un santuario para escapar todo el dolor.
Aunque quiero perderme en la nada del espacio
Debo vivir en el mundo en el que pasado se enamoró.

Estrellas y galaxias que brillan en la oscuridad
Me dan razon para seguir viviendo en este cruel mundo.



© Sofia Villagrana 2018
Inspired by the anime and manga Houseki no Kuni. Part 3 (and last part) of the collection Memorias Fragmentados.
Aveces me siento
A pensarte,
Y me da con mirar
Las cosas que as
Escrito,
Angustiado
Por la Noche,
Y las ganas
De no poder
Dormir me arropan
Otra vez,
Pero tus palabras
Me traen salvacion
En una Noche
Sin Estrellas,
Cerca del agua,
Tan lejos
Pero tan cerca
De ti mi amor,
Tal vez
As dejado
Un vacio
En este
Vagabundo
Sin futuro
Que tanto amastes,
Y que pena
Que me a tomado
Tanto tiempo
Con la nevera
Vacia para darme
Cuenta que tus
Besos eran la razon
Por la que vivia,
Y ahora muero
De hambre.

— The End —