Varied collection of poems

Allowable distance

The air acquires a sense of memory,

is heard in the distance a melody

that comes to mind,

announcing the time

I walked barefoot

the cobblestone streets of my town.

Voices I hear my step,

to which I pay no attention or heard,

I look at the very moment it winnable,

so that no code can be expressed,

freely, openly,

so as not to see repeated verse

much less prosecuted,

the tone of my words are not comfortable,

to refer charges against me and my style have fallen

as one does one thing remains hidden.

No greeting gift, open it and take it,

then filled it with dignity,

subject me to the neck and make him arrive

at any distance permissible.

I'm happy if it reaches a receptive ear.



Do not give up

When things go wrong, as sometimes happen,

When the road gets uphill

When your ways dwindle and doubts rise

When you want to feel your heart with all force,

? Lzate and face life, not give up.

When you think you can not continue,

Look inside yourself your language and your way hidden,

He looks up and sees all around

That only your problems are not the strongest.

Optimism is created in your way of thinking

And a little to see things.

Bounds are not going to deny it;

But you can lengthen,

So it is with pain that sometimes you think more intense

And if you give becomes small.

When you think you can not,

Looking for safe passage in your imagination

And then the power flows,

And not just until you realize as time passes.



Being on a bench in a park

That shot all the truths of what happens,

View the wrong version you have in life,

think how much work for the good we can do

And yet see another reality,

So we think we do not know

With so many irregularities.



Spend all

The night passes and the day again, and your home

Without a shadow confused to find some truth,

see around you dance like figures

unable to find, and spends all, becomes a labyrinth.

Debris accumulates as any feeling,

There you are, fill your mind of worries,

then broken, helpless do the ridiculous,

because nothing motivates you to hand out bothers you.

Although not want to see you chained identifications

The time comes you have to give you the value because you exist

And the multiple masks that you use to live,

Only covers you space, time, and a way of thinking.



Learn

You have to learn the language of emotions,

is complex, it is true, but must be done,

To understand each message is not enough

have to see the tone and feel of how it comes.

At times one gets the full body

yet the soul is empty,

or the reverse can happen.

You have to be yourself, without artifice,

understand the many nuances that have

every human being ready or not to tell

or say any phrase,

No matter the time or the circumstances

worth only express themselves and feel

the wonderful reality of feeling oneself

where there is much less disguise

suffer from stinging irony.



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The blows are triggered,

Given the loud calls,

In the weak are disturbed

Sometimes they even lose consciousness.

If in this world worth a bit of love

Although he was sometimes shared

Many blunders and wrongs

Were avoided.

But it happens that the world moves

Among the many feelings,

The strong become stronger,

The weak become more compassionate

Without ceasing to be stronger

As actually happens



Every action is simplified

In a brief gesture or a look,

Then comes to mind

a phrase that has been read or heard.

Sometimes we think,

In the many things that have gone over time

we are concerned about this,

We hope in the future.

So we want to govern the time

to search for what you do not have,

or we have not reached.

Wrapped in words the way we

And we are stripped of power,

to move up one step

with the enjoyment of our fellow men.

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Feeling

Anxiety hung sings,

to give in a short time

record their presence.

No noises,

Although it has been personified with dementia,

simplifies all

so ignorance is not lost

want to see that you are not.

And conceived as an act of conscience

that there is a proper way and not manufactured,

who walks with the setbacks, the deceptions

with some apparently

of those who claim to be and they are nothing,

figures only for winning

are created in a crystal, a mirror

that's just enough for them.