martes, 17 de noviembre de 2009

Shinigami Thought XX whispers

My Dearest,

I have heard by whispers in the dark that you have been invaded by the same kind of sounds in the night that have miss lead you far form the truth my dear I tresure you like the winter sun treasures the spring flower whe it misses its beuty and has nothing but cold white to shine its care upon. I assure you my dearest epiphany that in this words there are no lies there are no miss leading words no intempt to confuse you just a solemn desire for your understanding hoping you could use your insght to see what is there but no one wishes to see hoping youd understand that those lone whispers at night bring nothing but double-dealing attempts to lead you far fom me.


Hope you listen my words not just whispers

The rustling of leaves
A stirring of the wind
Those things that I hear
grows fainter
and fainter
and fainter
until nothing but silence
is left to me. I hear nothing
but my thoughts and fears.


1 comentario:

stefy-chan1021 dijo...

grandpa me gusta mucho este tipo de escritura, más de lo que te puedas imaginar y creo que compartimos ese gusto por la poesia, en el que no hay momento en el que nos aburra, yo no puedo escribir asi de bien, pero puedo degustar del talento todo el tiempo, y me gusta mucho el tuyo, es mi vino favorito XD