Hat the night

LuKaS · 2 de Octubre de 2013

Behind the walls awaits more life
but there's no sight of it at night
I have with me a sharpened knife
but still can't see no brighter light
than slightly blade reflecting right
away with me more sounds of cries
the tail of shapes tricks on my mind
the storm that came from other side
surrounds no more that's all its might
And then ,just then... the end arrived

Amelia Duna · 25 de Octubre de 2013

Like you were in the back of an alley greeting all possibilities, the night it self. Great reading you.

LuKaS · 25 de Octubre de 2013

Amelia Duna dijo:
Like you were in the back of an alley greeting all possibilities, the night it self. Great reading you.

Kinda. Thanks 4 coming.

Mary C. López · 29 de Octubre de 2013

I think the night always bring us stories,
sometimes expected, sometimes not ... but always
shelter will end.
A pleasure to read kisses

If you like ... http://www.mundopoesia.com/foros/showthread.php?t=486104&highlight=

LuKaS · 30 de Octubre de 2013

Mary C. López;4892355 dijo:
I think the night always bring us stories,
sometimes expected, sometimes not ... but always
shelter will end.
A pleasure to read kisses

If you like ... http://www.mundopoesia.com/foros/showthread.php?t=486104&highlight=

Thanks Mary. Big hug for u

LaBellaSarita · 30 de Octubre de 2013

My Lukas! Reading you will always be a pleasure of mine! I absolutely loved this poem! The night (my favorite time of the day) + you (my favorte poet) = One happy lady

::

::

LuKaS · 30 de Octubre de 2013

sarahi8490 dijo:
My Lukas! Reading you will always be a pleasure of mine! I absolutely loved this poem! The night (my favorite time of the day) + you (my favorte poet) = One happy lady ::::

My dear; beloved Sarita, everytime you came along with me, it's a peaceful moment I think. No word for it. It's something special. Thanks you.

Domenech · 2 de Diciembre de 2013

I liked to read your poem, after all you ended using the knife to create life in a few words... isn't it enough, at least, for a while? When the storm pass you can look outside, watch the sun switching the light among cotton clouds and feel yourself more hopeful than ever...
PS: Just a little question, why hat?

Hat the night

LuKaS

L'enfant terrible

Amelia Duna

Poeta recién llegado

LuKaS

L'enfant terrible

Mary C. López

Una mujer de líneas y procesos.

LuKaS

L'enfant terrible

LaBellaSarita

Poeta que considera el portal su segunda casa

LuKaS

L'enfant terrible

Domenech

Poeta recién llegado