THE SOUL OF THE POET!!!

THE SOUL OF THE POET !!!
When the flowers stop smiling,
and lost possibility that precarious
that allows the genius, able to describe
colors created by the divinity of
nature, the poet dies by little ...
The stars are lost and the moon leaves
to smile; stop diving in their
preferred haven and soul of the poet
cry, suffer and fail in their attempts to
emboorronar pages and ink fades ...
Then loneliness weighs ten tons,
and only the hand of God holds that
need to live a love that comes ...
augus January 25, 2015.

 

Agusto , es muy bonito , y eso de "emboorronar pages " que bueno , siga enbooronando pages mientas clava su alma de poeta entre las estrellas , la luna y su sonrisa .

Hace tiempo que no leia en ingles pero es tan bueno que hubiera dado lo mismo la lengua por que cala , un abrazo Augusto Silva :

Likiniano .

 

Gracias por leerlo amigo... un abrazo.