With the eyes of an artist
That sees the light
of your soul
With the eyes of a poet
That sees the love
in your heart
I see you like a star
on the sky
That passes by
and smiles
Every now and then...
And thats fine
If we see shootings stars
every night
It would not amaze
Our eyes!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Monday, September 30, 2019
Friday, September 20, 2019
These Days
I am done with the drama people
that run around the world
pretending to be who they are not...
I am done with the emotional needy...
even if is I...
So if you are feeling dramatic
go found another place
to display your latest
scene...this theater is closed.
that run around the world
pretending to be who they are not...
I am done with the emotional needy...
even if is I...
So if you are feeling dramatic
go found another place
to display your latest
scene...this theater is closed.
Sunday, September 1, 2019
Nothing
I don't pray
For riches
To leave you any
I have already give you
The best of me
And what I got in return?
Nothing. Words that went
With the wind.
For riches
To leave you any
I have already give you
The best of me
And what I got in return?
Nothing. Words that went
With the wind.
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