By: Rico Malvaez
I – Smile
Your smile looks out again, but calm ,
you’ve gone to look ahead ,
you’ve left everything behind
and walk placid , …
There is nothing more … after the storm.
II . – Internal Voice
There are times I think and think deeply
And when I ponder what I’m thinking , I hear my own voice
And I realize the connection that I have with myself
And that’s what makes me build letters and writing poetry.
III . – Parallel Love
I do not know if you call it love, I do not know whether to call or just want to sleep
I do not know whether to stay awake and walk following a dream
I do not know if you look back and see that there is more than a plain old desert
I do not know , really do not know if I can actually call this … love or desire.
IV . – Dream I
From a sigh will paint a future of flat plastic and emotion ,
I go to close eyes briefly and clothe you with stars , with a fleeting smile ,
Looking for diamonds and emeralds to light a path ,
but , I’ll stay alone, waking , remembering that you do not exist and that I’m still alone .
V. – Between moans
Between groans and sound of the wind, crossed the grove,
walked along the river and its shadow was lost to hear a noise,
thundering steps to tread the leaves, thunder and the trees leaves themselves are astonished .
Do not come near the grove , do not walk along the river , the water keeps your dreams, the trees keep your secrets , … but not your screams .
VI . – Dream II
While I slept , the beast came , …
Walk in my bedroom and no more … he left
waking, just a scratch on the door I saw ,
the window was ajar , escaped around .
VII . – Book I
It has been this time, it has been ?
It does not feel or the breeze , nor wind , nor cold,
You’ve left us sad, lonely , abandoned, forgotten.
The leaves shrivel nonstop ink one day
Her lives now only as powder goes.
VIII . – Book II
What happened here ? A claim or who to turn to ?
Sad and empty in a corner of a closet dirty and cold ,
Abandoned, without words already written
And only I remain , silent and thoughtful .