footpath of lamentations

footpath of lamentations

The darkness sings extended on the stars
between the silver night,
the owls slide cutting the skies
as cotton pieces from its
magic wings waste cold hoarfrost
of colors,
on my naked body that is covered with
the bitter mud of my solitude where not
there is time that drags chains.
under my skin
the shades of my demons dance around
of the cavity of my breast
where my soul resides dressing shackles and one
wire of spikes that presses his pain
bleeding memories
of You,
the one who cries for the long brokers of marble
target of high columns that separate Us
alone where the one that goes away it is possible to cross
this footpath of lamentations done with
tears.

jesse salas

 

este es el mismo poema que tambien haz publicado en español me gusta tu escrito y más porque tiene un buen comienzo y aparte ese final esta lleno de misterio.....saludos jesse,al menos aun sigo aqui porque sino ya sería parte de ese final.

 

walter mil gracias por llegar hasta aqui y dejar tus huellas un placer porder llevar tu estampa entre mis letras mis saludos desde aqui tu amigo y compatriota jess

 

Triste poema, sin duda, Jess, pero tan rico en imágenes y sentires!
Aplausos, poeta!
Abrazos,
Eduardo.

 

Good work cousin. !!!!!!

 

My dear friend there is a long time btwin us but seems just like a small second in our lives i came today just to find u among ur words ill here whit my own solitude to make us company from my litle land of illusÃ*on ur always friend and cumpa the lord alex

 

It is possible to cross the invisIble bridge, take that leap of faith. Beautifully written in sublime lyric.

 

Edu , Mil gracias mi hermano por llegar un saludos sincero de tu amigo Jess

 

There is so much saddness, so much to cry for...
But there is too a little piece of hope, a much nedeed blend of color

-Lola

 

Great work Brother!!! amazing walking across this footpath of lamentations, a rain of shooting stars for you my friend. Keep reading. . .

Un fuerte abrazo poeta!!