It goes by so fast when we are happy and so slow when we are not...it drags like a snake to torture us with it"s hiss. Tic tac tic tac...it synchronizes that sound with the beat of our hearts...tic tac tic tac....it goes slow when the winter is here...the one of the soul tic tac tic tac...and it goes by fast when spring brings its life and love blossom in our garden...tic tac tic tac...time is finite...once is gone is gone...cannot catch it in a bottle...cannot put a hold on it...tic tact tic tac...now is here, now is gone...sorry, too late. No coming back, time only move forward. Tic tac tic tac.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, December 28, 2018
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A Second Chance
365 days we go, Round and around The brighten sun And we end at the exact Same point we were In the past year... But the canvas Is once ag...

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I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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son dos ventanas al cielo negro de tu alma...!
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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky...
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