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28 Jun 2023 1 minute read 0 comments Espressoytonica
I The heart is a blackened coal That burns and smoulders still, And the mind is a barren soil Where no flowers can ever will. II The soul is a caged bird That beats its wings in vain, And the body is a corpse that girds Its shroud about it again. III...
27 Jun 2023 1 minute read 0 comments Espressoytonica
In a land that is not my own, I dwell, a stranger alone. The language is strange, The customs are strange, But I'm learning to adapt, I'm not stone. I long for my homeland, For the sights and sounds I hold dear. For the people I love, And the thing...
27 Jun 2023 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
Even the loneliest of menhas need of manno matter how sullen the creature may be,Far in the woods she stands still,the sight becomes stiff and full of sweetnesstowards the gregarious city that always housesthe hope of a friendPoor man, poor us, who w...
26 Jun 2023 1 minute read 1 comment Espressoytonica
I have a book of sand,Its pages never end. I turn them, but they shift And the words are never the same. I read of worlds beyond our own, Of cities made of glass, Of forests of crystal, And rivers of fire. I read of beings unlike ourselves, Of creatu...
25 Jun 2023 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
The shadow moves restlesslywalk, think, lean outthrough the window, observe that it isat night, it's cold, take shelterwith her body.Look at the shadows of the trees,of the birds that sleep undercloud shadows.A drizzle makes the roofs singHe sits by...
24 Jun 2023 1 minute read 1 comment The Virtual Idealist
The lion, known as the king of the jungle, embodies majesty in its very essence. With a commanding presence and a regal demeanor, this magnificent creature symbolizes power and grace. Its golden mane, flowing in the wind, adds an aura of nobility to...
23 Jun 2023 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
I don't believe in the well-fed poet.I had poetry in my hands.who knows mewho was my friendwho was my mother and my father and my wifeand my lover and my blue citrus and my dog,who has taken from my brain someword caucasian or brunette, he knows that...
22 Jun 2023 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
I will die standing in a moment of shadows.I will laugh even though I am drunk with sad nostalgia.I will inhabit the caves, I will ignore care,I will banish those past mandates.I will be in a naked sea hugging the ocean,feeling the moon that sings to...
21 Jun 2023 1 minute read 0 comments espacioreal
The poet's job is to lose naivety.Namely: a few years ago I believed(he was convinced of it) that poetryshe was obliged to be revolutionary.So he partyed like an ape whenhe read in a poem words like:barricadeproletariatpovertyrevolutionstriketownston...
21 Jun 2023 1 minute read 11 comments Rachabel
All the reasons for desertion were fleamyWhoever desires nearness finds a wayLove never needs an entreaty Love must be natural to be worthyIt doesn't need lessons to studyIt is innate and arbitraryIt breaks into our life randomly Why faking yo...
