In the end, you made me part of that same natural disaster; which began and ended in your mouth, without you…

©MESSIERAL |messieral.com
Guatemala City November 29, 2016

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‘Not that’

You said while I brought a kiss to your mouth.
Fear trembled on your skin and I noticed it.

‘That yes’

I said looking at your lips as the carnivorous night
stare at her innocent prey …

©MESSIERAL | messieral.com
Guatemala City  November 26, 2016

Our Same Dream

It rained,
cherry trees grew,
it drizzed,
hardness in the open cuffs …

She kissed stars in the sky,
her shadow was beautiful
and her taste was a gift.

She never was wrong, never was wrong,
in the silent step of a heart within a song.

My love woke up so happy,
murmured secrets in the stillness
as the rain dampens the peaceful fields.

The next miracle, I believe,
it’s still being written in our same dream …

©MESSIERAL | messieral.com
Guatemala City November 15, 2016

Home

You are the center of my breathing,
a moment of peace on the battlefield,
the star I always watch from my window …

And I´m with you because I want,
because you are my peace,
the home I always missed …

©MESSIERAL | messieral.com
Guatemala City November 13, 2016

Part Of The Same Language

It’s not that important
the language in which I write
or in which you read me,
we are part of the same language
which we learned by dreaming so many motives.

We will play to decipher the stellar light,
while poetry opens our wings,
blurring the sadness of us
like a story that once filled us with emotion.

And a comet will come to contemplate
the prodigies of every shared dream,
the hope, of each new awakening,
that lives entangled in each heart on…

As a world in which the word is able to dilute each weapon.


I dedicate this poem to all of you whose native language is English and who follow my page with the help of a translator, I will write much more in English for you I promise. Thank you very much for being. (If you find some grammatical error please let me know, I want to write with excellence for you too)

©MESSIERAL | messieral.com
Guatemala City November 12, 2016


VERSIÓN EN CASTELLANO

PARTE DE UN MISMO LENGUAJE

No es tan importante
el idioma en el que escriba
o en el que tú me leas,
somos parte de un mismo lenguaje
que aprendimos al soñar tantos motivos.

Jugaremos a descifrar la luz estelar,
mientras la poesía nos abre las alas,
desdibujando la tristeza de nosotros
como un cuento que una vez nos llenó de emoción.

Y vendrá un cometa a contemplar
los prodigios de cada sueño compartido,
la esperanza, de cada nuevo despertar,
que vive enredada en cada corazón encendido,
como un mundo en el que la palabra es capaz de diluir cada arma.

©MESSIERAL | messieral.com
Ciudad de Guatemala 12 de noviembre de 2016