i missing you tonight...

a silent night
surround my deepest
and painless thoughts,
your shadow became
my pray, my weakness...

My sorrow behind
your tears,
my fears behind
your untold history...

Speechless times
before the dawn,
calm down this anxiety
of our memories...

Blind and dark eyes
staring at me,
like hunger wolfs
hunting into the night...

I feel your passion,
rotten...
Forgotten...
I feel the rust
of time,
among my sleeping hands...
No more poetry,
no more rime...

Just this solitude
covering my mind,
numb...
Fog...
Doubt...
Fallen days
of tears and cry...

 

un melancolíco poema, el cual ha sido un placer leerlo.

Posdata, me recordo algo de un poema que escri hace tiempo:

Sigo llamandote,
aullando en la noche.

Saludos cordiales. Jaherus

 

Isee a great poetry,
I´m wondering what could I read if your hands weren't sleep.
Congratulations,
stars, obviously...

 

Antes que nada grandes disculpas por dejar mi primer morada tan abandonada, tengo mucho que agradecerle aeste primer espacio, un gusto enorme el poder regresar a compartir y ser compartido, un abrazo a la distancia y gracias nuevamente por el tiempo otorgado a mis letras.
the lord
alex
un abrazo fraterno Jaherus

 

Thanks Padme for this visit, it is an honor having you here, sorry because i take to long for an answer, but i lost my self for a long time somewhere in my head, i just come back again, im glad because of this comment.
i send my blessings and best regards
warming hugs
the lord