Etiqueta: Poetry
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Disfruta de las publicaciones más recientes de Messieral.
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Ojalá hubiese sido más simple volver a encontrarnos, aprender del silencio y del amor a su espacio.
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He creado una nueva Playlist en Spotify con mis primeros singles de poesía recitada. Agradezco a todos y todas por su apoyo, por escucharla y seguirla; aunque voy empezando, vienen cosas bastante importantes que quiero difundir a través de las más importantes plataformas de Streaming y Descarga Digital. Es un esfuerzo grande, pero por eso…
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He creado una nueva Playlist en Spotify con mis cinco primeros singles de poesía recitada. Agradezco a todos y todas por su apoyo, por escucharla y seguirla; aunque voy empezando, vienen cosas bastante importantes que quiero difundir a través de las más importantes plataformas de Streaming y Descarga Digital. Es un esfuerzo grande, pero por…
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Some people try to possess you, take from you every drop, every second, every millimeter… And others that you didn’t expect, they reconstruct you, they teach you that you can be better… They give you their kindness and their gifts without asking anything to change. Life is certainly multicolored. Algunas personas intentan poseerte, tomar de…
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Tooth Fairy has arrived in August to visit you, I know you feel a little scared but everything will be fine. For the love of your great-grandmother whom you can not longer see, and for the love I feel for you I know you will find calm while you sleep.. And when you wake up…
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He creado una nueva Playlist en Spotify con mis cinco primeros singles de poesía recitada. Agradezco a todos y todas por su apoyo, por escucharla y seguirla; aunque voy empezando, vienen cosas bastante importantes que quiero difundir a través de las más importantes plataformas de Streaming y Descarga Digital. Es un esfuerzo grande, pero por…
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En el asombro de mi poesía me descubre el mismo silencio, me puede su voz, su profecía, y si no estás dónde arreglo yo este universo. Si la muerte no me llega a doler y me asustan varias cosas de la vida; si ante el altar de velas jamás lloré y quisiera cambiar, por las tuyas,…
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When you wake up so early your eyes are the lanterns that light my way and if I lose consciousness you’re always there next to me, although I didn´t ask for it. I love you because you are permanently loving me, taking care of me, protecting me from that cruel past which threatens to face…
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All the things that I have are worthless. All the things that I dreamed of as a child became steamy. I am a slave to the price you demand for your kisses, for your body and your sex … I am a slave of a price that I cannot pay … ©MESSIERAL | messieral.com Ciudad…
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It will be something beautiful when you understand that I do not write just so that you read me. I write to you to print out my soul in the back of your notebooks, on the walls of your neighborhood, in the first and last letter you’ll write to your most loved ones… ©MESSIERAL | messieral.com…
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I have an arsenal of words to conquer your heart… You have a perfect canvas on the skin to fill it with my touch of poetry… ©MESSIERAL | messieral.com Guatemala City December 4, 2016
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Winter appeared at my door with the trace of my former loves, he built with his hands a sad star and in his eyes the ice still wanted to cry. And I ran so far that I forgot the spring, it’s a December thing having to remember that once there was a much better time;…
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