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I Will Return

Into the translucent silence,
above the heartbeat of the stars
and the flight of the seagulls,
I will return with the gentle sky 

Like the breeze that ruffles the forest
or the moon that peeks through the night, 
and no matter how autumn dies there will always be a spring,
in the same way I will return

On the thought that crosses time
and lives on from its balconies,
like the pollen ...

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HopeResilience

Everything Flees and Returns

Everything flees and returns,
everything subsists and vanishes,
everyone talks and no one listens

The night grows opaque with distress, 
ice and fire lash out drought 
against hope

Besieged by man,
the moonlight has ceased to appear; 
a world of muted landscapes
where sadness is perpetuated forever, 
that is to say death...

Souls are broken
and no one absorbs the pain of misery,
...

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MiseryAnguishUnreal

My Words

My words emerge
from a desolate city 
that the kindly night welcomes
and in it they find their dwelling place

Words of enchantment 
never tire of sailing,
randomly searching for white clouds
or the fury of the sea

Words that beg spring
to bring peace instead of war
and write a song of forgiveness,
justice, freedom and most of all
an ode to love

Loose they go from flight to fligh...

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Thoughtsforgivenesslove

Today I Turn Away

Today I turn away from disfigured words,
from closed doors 
from narrow and windowless nights
from those who are dedicated to tearing joy to pieces
for the sake of pleasure;
from constriction and sacrifice,
from men who destroy with their bullets,
from the trampling of the spirit,
from pain and injustice

As of today, I will search for the forests of April,
for fireflies that light the ...

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poetry poem

Oh, my homeland

Oh, my homeland
I don't know how to define you,
whether it is your land or your people,
some abstract idea
or those who now are absent

Oh, my homeland
you died from lack of conscience,
an unusual detachment;
they sold your freedom for coins
that today do not even pay
your burial with of grace

Those of us who loved you
and in fact we still do,
are left in limbo,
in deep agony,
th...

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