=google-site-verification: =google4ac1dba4463b74c6.html= Poesía : El grito del alma.: 2012

domingo, 25 de noviembre de 2012

You´re trying

If you could only stay awake for not disapear
If you only wanna be the girl of a multifacetic musician
If you only want to  all your bad accions stay out of your live
You are trying so hard to be not in your live, just to be a part of his live.

If you could understand that I love you, boy
If you dont wanna be part of my live
You are trying so hard to be something
But I just cant be that part of your live?

I dont wanna be a remedy
I just want to be anything else
I want to live at Pimentel, and see the beach
Just to be next to you, or instead just to be next to me and live for the air that you breath.

So dont keep me hanging in a boulevard of broken dreams
Stay next to me and live together
I can listening to Led Zeppelin, or any band, just to be in your dream
because I´m trying to be just not another girl, just the girl of yourdreams.

jueves, 15 de marzo de 2012

Si tan solo...

Si tan solo podría hacerte mío,
si tan solo podría retroceder el tiempo,
si decidiera de verdad no sentir lo que siento,
talvez no cometería los mismos errores.

Es triste, sentirse solo
como una oruga que va caminando por el piso
sin darse cuenta, de que en cuestión de segundos
va a ser pisada por un zapato inutil.

Decidi que serías mío,
decidí que me entregaría a tí,
pero ahora solo soy una oruga
que no sabe la manera de evitar ser pisoteada.

Soy yo
Yo soy
LA UNICA
la que decide
la que lo evita
la que se rinde.