delicatepoetrywritingpatrol

[delicatepoetrywritingpatrol]

Anagapesis

it's gone,the idea or the feelings,either the delusion are none existing in my body,not after running away trying to catch them,my breath is flying away as same as the time;years were waiting for me at the end of the bridge, offering a glass of water and a warm hand,warm i could not find in my long life;but i don´t accept it,i´ll denay destination of final journey.

I'll travel to the before,waiting myself fo a kind,a warm piece of soul but nobody sees im there,i´m transparent,blind,delusional and full of hope like God teach me to.

The long wait will come up to me,giving a hand,and i will know it's time for me to go and rest;flowers will grow up again in my skin 'cause the rain i was expecting never came to me and the water got dried,the garden,dead;and soul poisoned.

Plant a tree, I remember what i couldn't give or recieve,kiss the roots and walk away.

[delicatepoetrywritingpatrol]

[delicatepoetrywritingpatrol]

[delicatepoetrywritingpatrol]

Is this a love ended ir it never started?

[delicatepoetrywritingpatrol]

My story ended here,but yours goes on

[delicatepoetrywritingpatrol]

"Sabes,el amor duele pero me gusta la manera en que lo hace si es contigo"- dijo ella con un pequeño sentido de la ironía,el sin entenderlo simplemente se limito a abrazarla mientras sonreía y le dio un tierno beso. "Que gran manera de decir que me amas"- dijo con un ligero tono brlon y se rió.

Y si,que manera de hacerle saber que lo ama o mejor dicho vaya forma de despedirse...

[delicatepoetrywritingpatrol]

꽃