Empty hearts
Bad counselors in this stone path, in this valley of thorns… Words that evoke their most arduous vanity, their unequivocal complexes… Souls that lead to others, … Continue reading Empty hearts
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Corazones vacíos
Malos consejeros en este camino de piedras, en este valle de espinas… Palabras que evocan su más ardua vanidad, sus complejos inequívocos… Almas que conducen a … Continue reading Corazones vacíos
Miradas perdidas
Miradas perdidas,
de hombres y mujeres en el metro,
en el tren o en el avión,
en la calle o en el ascensor… continuar leyendo
Soldiers of love
Soldiers of love,
in search of winning that lost war
that we all keep in the attic of the heart… Continue reading “Soldiers of love”
Courage
Courage is not the absence of fear.
Courage is fighting still in spite.
Courage is to mend our gaps. …continue reading
Shipwrecked
Who has not felt shipwrecked even in their daily isle?
Awakening under a sun without truce…
surrounded by salt water… continue reading
Never leave
Do not go, not before, I can tell you, how much my heart needs you… Do not leave, we still have a lot to laugh, and … Continue reading Never leave
November
November, this bittersweet month, of departures and party, of absences and cordiality. Month that carpet to winter, with thin layers of gall … Month that announces, … Continue reading November
Noviembre
Noviembre, ese mes agridulce, de partidas y convite, de ausencias y confite. Mes que alfombra al perenne invierno, con finas capas de hiel… Mes que anuncia, … Continue reading Noviembre
You are not alone
You are not alone, although of the blind voice of innocence, tries to isolate your dementia, laugh and pray. Although you have to open the door … Continue reading You are not alone
No estás sola
No estás sola,
aunque la ciega voz de la inocencia,
intente aislar tu demencia,
tú ríe y reza.
Aunque, Continue reading “No estás sola”
First snow
It teaches us, that everything can be relieved, that all can be achieved, and that we shouldn’t be deceived… That life is not so white, so … Continue reading First snow
Primeras nieves
Ellas nos enseñan que todo puede cambiar, que todo puede llegar, y que de todo hemos aprendido… Que todo no es tan blanco, tan frío, o … Continue reading Primeras nieves
SAND
Here you have me… lying at your feet … burning under your rays… that shelter and toast my skin… Here you have me… hit by the … Continue reading SAND
El pintor en silencio
Caminé por colinas de piedra y tierra,
que me recordaban,
que mi vértigo no te haría cesar.
Nadé entre mares de sospechas y dudas, Continue reading “El pintor en silencio”
