I miss the silence
Authored by @nachomolina2
Original Poetry
Scrutinize my mind
that says I can't,
I don't want to hear from you!
but I want to...
And the fiber envelops me,
with words
that weren't there
Missing the silence...
Apart from a heart
that doesn't know how to love,
only feeling is
the only thing that can...
I wander among its limits
living by the reason of others,
no one knows what it's worth
a broken feeling
he doesn't stop talking when he comes back,
and his mouth my hand,
his blood, vulcan dragon
"Somebody tell me
how to love!
I, who thought I
I thought I knew everything..."
Same as before,
in the service
of a delicate voice,
magic that speaks to me
of remote times
into a liberator of souls,
trapped
in the bohemian prison
I do not understand my guilt,
I plan to escape
as I fall limp
with words
that they weren't there,
My mind says I can't!
prisoner,
I miss
the silence...
"The images are original"
@nachomolina2
venezuela
2021