dimecres, 31 d’octubre del 2012

Feeling gusts





I might gain blame on humanity,
neither foes nor loving friends can hurt me now.
A dreary life was lavished on the shadow
but there is much more room for growth.

Quite a bit of an amusing rhythm,
I hardly ever had my eyes misted over.
 The spice of every good deal against all odds.
I can sniff the danger out and keep my virtue,
 though pilling in the agony.

I might be cracking jokes
when there is no laughter in the crowd.
I don’t make dreams my master,
I just bear to hear the truth.

I apologize 
if I have not lived up to the circumstances,
but will stop harping out about it.
I will not settle into a routine.

divendres, 12 d’octubre del 2012

Shall we fly?





Figúrate que no percibo
lo que a borbotones me desgarra  
tu vibrante voz al besarla
con el desvarío del juglar.

Figúrate que del nublado choque
de linternas soñolientas
aparece el color blanco
del salitre y el poema.

No figures más las horas
entre los pensamientos
pues tu pureza
ha sabido despertar mi vuelo.

Bad boy...

dimecres, 3 d’octubre del 2012

Indescribable





When I first saw you
I said all mine.
I knew there was something
further than kind.

I didn’t know if you were an angel
a devil or a genius,
just after your wings spread away
I felt really glorious.

Now you are close to me
the way I used to dream,
when promised you to be there
through thick and thin.

Indescribable...