Fate

The whispers flew open

to the corners of the silence

as I stood smiling

above those moistened words.



The broken glass was quivering

the madness that followed

blinded the very last color

hiding behind one tear.


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Excellent poem my beautiful friend. The ending is just exquisite. It was a great pleasure being here.

 

So... it's been a while without seeing you, but I still can say I like your letters quite a lot, you'll never let me down.
K, wow, that's the best I can think to describe what i have in my mind after reading this, it's... always your magic creating images, kinda weird if I'm honest, but still I can undertand them so there's no complaining it's more like... a pleasure. You know? sadness will always be holding our hands until the very end but... we can still smile to her or him in order to make him or her... feel stupid, and... if you need some one to hold you fer a while... you have me here as a friend, That's a promise and an always.
It's been a pleasure, hugs for you and lots of kisses.

 

que linda imagen de juntar los restos y cenizas haciendo de ellos una ofrenda para la propia vida.....

 

good composition...keep it coming..

love.

 

Mil gracias querido amigo siempre son un placer tus visitas.

 

What a pleasure to come across your poem today. I take the liberty of highlighting these two parts because they catch my attention --these are the two things that speak from within the other verses appear a view of external occurrences, perhaps what we sometimes call fate. Your optimism tilts the scale in your favor.

A hug.

 

Thanks Red, I know I've been out this whole thing for a while, but somehow your comments always make me feel great, (even when you say my writings are sort of weird... lol) always great to find you here...hugs and kisses Red.

 

K-rolissa,
Reading this poems because of a twist of luck, of a benevolent fate, and remaining silent is indeed possible, (if we remain dumbfounded mute). That happened to me, this poem - so exquisitely drawn - dazzled me. Regaining speech, I vehemently express that this poem deserves an exaltation. Could other poet say with more poetic words: "the whispers flew open to the corners of the silence" or "hiding behind one tear" or "one step closer to the edge of darkness"? I believe not. This poetic vein is amazing. Thank you, thank you very much, fate of mine, for giving me the opportunity to take a walk through our Parnassus and read this beautiful and contemporary poem.
Fraternally,
Ramiro

 

Muchisimas gracias amigo, y si, estoy muy de acuerdo con lo que me dices. Abrazos.