For the Ride

I´ve traveled through life on a sculpture,

measuring angles under warm rays,

deleting corners with the bitten Moon.

Inanimate to the broken eye,

reaches horizons with every touch,

calm at times on a heavy storm.

I´ve traveled through life on a sculpture,

trying to reach a pure sandy gold,

and simply cover the scars,

left behind by spiky rocks.

Thankful always to the creamy voices,

that enclose the presence

of unwanted noise.

I´ve traveled through it,

I´ve traveled soft,

broke the average and left the lost,

burned its edges and missed a lot,

I´ve also traveled rough.

I´ve traveled through life on a sculpture,

carrying always the colors of hope.

 

Quite well... No sé ni porque empezé a firmar en inglés... most be the mood. Nunca había leído poemas en inglés aquí y pues... me gustó. Es bastante lírico y hermoso. Saludos poeta, espero leerte más seguido.

 

Thank you kindly, aprecio tu comentario y tu paso por aquí. nos vemos por ahí. Saludos,


DEJAVU

 

The final verse in AMAZING, sooo beautiful. I give you stars.

 

Hey!!
What a pleasant encounter...
I traveled long ways my self...
And I came back to this forum from time to time...
Nice to see you again..
And a very nice piece of art sculputured with talent and grace...
Thanks...

always ...Tavo.