lunes, 17 de febrero de 2020

POEM FIREFLIES




FIREFLIES


Like blind fireflies of love,

My eyes go through the dark tunnel

of the life.

Like butterflies with broken wings

My feet stumble continuously

in the narrow streets of oblivion.

Continuously looking for a guide

of detached and firm love.

I take my shaking hands

Desiring sublime love.

My little box of illusions is every time

more empty and only the song remains

of a lonely and loving lark

Looking for a nest where to perch.

A nest full of colorful feathers.

That give color and light to my life.

Let the little flame light

of my being still excited

And be reborn again.

Like blind fireflies of love.








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