Poems: You, Soledad Sigh
/ / September 21st, 2008 / / Poetry
If you're reading this, no doubt you are a sensitive human being and love of poetry.
Poets bring us the future filled with words, feelings, hopes and dreams that make us better as we discover who we are.
Something profound and beautiful nest in you. Happy to share words and feelings through my poems.
I look forward to narrate in mp3 so that you can listen.
YOU
I want to be the golden bough of blue nirvana
that welcomes and protects the flame, the feverish hopes
of beings who are engaged in networks
nostalgia and indifference.
Be the channel for stream and brio, with walking path
horizons ones, and go play quietly to see
into the sunset moments born of emotion.
Be your nest, your word, your warmth ...
Found and lost in your corner, being the magician
that causes you to feel, the party always starts
when you adorn and deck me ...
You flower mountain peak high and wild,
Forged flower cleaner winds and rain
cooler.
Your color and your beauty are not, nor can
compare.
For the world as it is full is ...
YOUR without the world and you're still ... TU.
SOLEDAD
My gaze was lost in a strange shadow.
Corners awakened old feelings.
I was sweating so much the heart of nostalgia, I
Sentrim soul hurt so.
When apereció tear that escaped me,
not mourn out, I felt like a sea
imprisoned calm, tired of coming and going.
I felt this strange journey of disjointed images.
I'm like a blue star, shining alone in a
universe of light was absorbed as the look of a
man feeling like a lonely child.
I felt bitter and burning the freshness of my heart
suffering.
All my time was grouped in an instant, my life
heavily diluted in a single and desperate
loneliness.
SIGH
It was like a heartbeat,
I was the sigh.
Quiet and cold,
I let you forget.
Background in surpeficie
left me bitter almond.
It was like a beat of measure,
I was the sigh of your questions,
know.
Entregastes I just did not know.
Oh, but you knew! ...
I was still and cold.
I stayed sigh.












Words are not blown away, I loved reading your poetry. Animate to put more!. A kiss
welcome chance these words that inspire or at least consolation. here I join the faint cry of mind that asks for more and more.