Rómulo Pardo Urías English effort: poetry, thoughts and texts

Do we find a place?

I’ve flown inside

and inner manners 

spoke to the Chaos strength.

I’ve left away the love

and shadows broke my self.

One miserable tongue delay

our shinny time. Do we forget

once the tear we cry? We own

sinner solitude… and we sleep

above critical desires. On the shame

that build us every day, there’s a second

breathing against the flow under our eyes.

We shall be given to the eternal river

this voice should be shoot by this

image of being the poorest on the rest of the world.



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