I wanted to get more people to read what Im working on as I opened my wordpress account 14 months ago. I am putting a lot of effort into my poetry and my short stories as well, and to inaugurate this new page I will start with my 103th poem. Upon a burning body that was killed by regret, the weight of the blame of what was coming late, never arrived, and tore a broken heart. The faith of a man that never felt love, the strength of a pleasure that addicted him badly, depriving him from real satisfaction, depriving him from being free. Hurtful words from worthless names, forgotten for sure, but surely filled the blame, killed by memory, in a flammable past. Mentality fell down, and darkness arrived, the winter arrived in the coldest shiver, a stuffed imagination, of somebody unreal, the image of someone real, was wept to sleep, a selfish night that stole his dream, a selfish passion that doesn’t end, the need of a companion, not a friend.
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 00:12:37 +0000
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