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Light and shadow.

Roman Vieira

El cuervo rojo que te observa en silencio.
Light and shadow.

Last night I heard a whisper,
a silent voice that called for love.
I awaited in the distance,
a fragile warmth embraced all.
It was half of mine and half of you,
half of both becoming true.

I took a step on blooming darkness,
the light bugs enlightened home.
It was strange to find me smiling,
but I smiled and smiled for you.
On the touch to reach perfection…
I heard a plea and knew your call.

Thicken shadows swallowed conscious,
beating heart was the only noise,
but then again I felt you warmer…
As the exact opposite of what I hold.
I kissed your lips and held you closer,
the lights and shadows glowing up.

Loneliness faded into nothing,
a shattered crystal on the floor.
Have I waited for this meaning?
I awaited a thousand years or so.
Then again I reached for surrender,
I was yours for ever making love.

Engulfed by the darkness I awaited,
I awaited to be the light at top of both,
the end and the beginning,
the correlation between light and love.
And even in your sadness you complete me,
it’s been light and darkness since a very long.

-Light and shadow-
 
It's very interesting the way you contrast your feelings with the lights and shodows of the human experience. In this awesome piece of peotry, your passion overwelms from begining to end. My sincere congratulations to you from my humble town in the West.
 
its very interesting i like . this poem is so beathiful. l wait for more
Light and shadow.

Last night I heard a whisper,
a silent voice that called for love.
I awaited in the distance,
a fragile warmth embraced all.
It was half of mine and half of you,
half of both becoming true.

I took a step on blooming darkness,
the light bugs enlightened home.
It was strange to find me smiling,
but I smiled and smiled for you.
On the touch to reach perfection…
I heard a plea and knew your call.

Thicken shadows swallowed conscious,
beating heart was the only noise,
but then again I felt you warmer…
As the exact opposite of what I hold.
I kissed your lips and held you closer,
the lights and shadows glowing up.

Loneliness faded into nothing,
a shattered crystal on the floor.
Have I waited for this meaning?
I awaited a thousand years or so.
Then again I reached for surrender,
I was yours for ever making love.

Engulfed by the darkness I awaited,
I awaited to be the light at top of both,
the end and the beginning,
the correlation between light and love.
And even in your sadness you complete me,
it’s been light and darkness since a very long.

-Light and shadow-
 
I don't know if you are getting an official "romantic" but...lemme tell you this was quite interesting. I love the way you describe shadow and light, and the way you wrote that sort of passion you had. It was sweet, actually. RO-MAN-TIC
I think you should start to consider this style because I know that you are good at it. Give it a try.

I'll give you many hugs and a huge squeeze
 
It's very interesting the way you contrast your feelings with the lights and shodows of the human experience. In this awesome piece of peotry, your passion overwelms from begining to end. My sincere congratulations to you from my humble town in the West.
Thanks Amormejia, it's a pleasure to see you here and to know you liked my light and darkness verses... but about the passion... i think i would like to have more of that when i write XD.
 
I don't know if you are getting an official "romantic" but...lemme tell you this was quite interesting. I love the way you describe shadow and light, and the way you wrote that sort of passion you had. It was sweet, actually. RO-MAN-TIC
I think you should start to consider this style because I know that you are good at it. Give it a try.

I'll give you many hugs and a huge squeeze
Romantic? no no NO NO NO, it was neatly philosophycal (or however the word must be writen)... Remember that the las one was about the creation of earth and life, now, about this, it was only a point of view about light and darkness inside a costum of love and corny words... neeever a romantic... but maybe i'll consier it if you say so... i'll try ¬¬ but just for you.

Hugs my dear miss romantic pemby corny ponk winter of the lovers kissing. Ja! that's yous punish for wanting to make me into a romantic XD.

Hugs and kisses and whatever you want from me but not scratches.
 
Nice poem, man. Great contrast between shadow and light, I liked it.
And as Pemberley Winter said... it seems kinda romantic.
It seems because that was kinda the plan, but in truth... it's far from being a romantic thought.

Thanks for the reading Slevin, and welcome to las vegas... I mean... mundo poesia.
 
Light and shadow.

Last night I heard a whisper,
a silent voice that called for love.
I awaited in the distance,
a fragile warmth embraced all.
It was half of mine and half of you,
half of both becoming true.

I took a step on blooming darkness,
the light bugs enlightened home.
It was strange to find me smiling,
but I smiled and smiled for you.
On the touch to reach perfection…
I heard a plea and knew your call.

Thicken shadows swallowed conscious,
beating heart was the only noise,
but then again I felt you warmer…
As the exact opposite of what I hold.
I kissed your lips and held you closer,
the lights and shadows glowing up.

Loneliness faded into nothing,
a shattered crystal on the floor.
Have I waited for this meaning?
I awaited a thousand years or so.
Then again I reached for surrender,
I was yours for ever making love.

Engulfed by the darkness I awaited,
I awaited to be the light at top of both,
the end and the beginning,
the correlation between light and love.
And even in your sadness you complete me,
it’s been light and darkness since a very long.

-Light and shadow-




Oh, it's really beautiful. I read it aloud and it sounds very poetical; it flows like a river from a spring full of talent that should not be wasted. Keep writing and I shall keep reading... ;-) Great work. :-)
 
Bittersweet poem, it got me your way of making it seem so dark and yet beautiful. Remains me to Poe at Raven.

I like it a lot.

Regards
 


Oh, it's really beautiful. I read it aloud and it sounds very poetical; it flows like a river from a spring full of talent that should not be wasted. Keep writing and I shall keep reading... ;-) Great work. :-)
That's the point... I write trying always to make it sound poetical and able to be recited.

Thanks for passing by, it's a pleasure to know you liked it.
 

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