agonia espanol v3 |
Agonia.Net | Reglas | Mission | Contacto | Regístrate | ||||
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
||
![]() |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | |||||
Artículo Comunidades Concurso Ensayo Multimedia Personales Poemas Presa Prosa _QUOTE Guión Especial | ||||||
![]() |
|
|||||
![]() |
![]()
agonia ![]()
■ Tierra baldía ![]()
Romanian Spell-Checker ![]() Contacto |
- - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2006-09-01 | [Este texto, tienes que leerlo en english] |
The clouds are resting
on a sleepy sky, they are locked like lovers in their tender embrace waiting for the sleep that never comes the wind blows, it keeps them moving, they dance like me on the wings of time, he carries me away into the ring of void in the black sea of my troubled heart emotions like waves toss me near and far who steers my boat so brave, is it me, am I in control? Or is it time, my friend from the days when all was easy, when he was spent in joy and laughter, when his face was young and he smiled at me then Now he is my enemy a ghost I fear every day when he shows me the scars that bury their ugly way into my mirror, they are the shadows of time my companion has left behind
|
||||||||
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
![]() |
|||
![]() | |||||||||
![]() |
La casa de la literatura | ![]() | |||||||
![]() |
La reproducción de cualquier texto que pertenece al portal sin nuestro permiso està estrictamente prohibida.
Copyright 1999-2003. Agonia.Net
E-mail | Política de publicación et confidencialidad