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I am a poet, where the cry not cries, where the tear are not cardboard. Where the soul rests so close to heart, where the eyes look more than they say not to see. I am a poet where the letters disclose, The feeling of every being that it exists near, far, in pain and that ephemeral happiness that surrounds our existence... ------------------------- Soy una poetiza, donde el grito no llora, donde las lágrima no son de cartón. Donde el alma reposa tan cerca de un corazón, Donde los ojos miran mas allá de lo que dicen no ver. Soy una poetiza donde las letras divulgan, el sentimiento de cada ser que existe cerca, lejos, en dolor y en esa felicidad efímera que rodea nuestra existencia.

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viernes, 26 de marzo de 2010

For The Memories In Life…



The memory of what it always loves is reflected in our souls...
It is the heart that leads you to our thoughts...
When loves!
No distance between us, will not separate you in my presence...
Even in the distance of eternity... always, always remain in our present...
Sometimes I shout inside of me!
I love you!
Because you are part of my soul...!
I love you all!
I love the memory from my childhood...
I love you!
My beloved father...
It is my spirits!
Doesn’t ache anymore… it is my heart!
That teaches me to love you!
In your eternity absence…!
I love you more in my present...
I learn to attach your soul in my consciousness.
Sometime! I see you in my pictures and the sadness around me.
My soul and my heart, say is ok…?
You are here inside my memories and the love that never ever end.
From one of my poems…
For the memories...
By
Maileen Moscat (Maileen Torres Rodriguez)
03/26/2010

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