Persecución Poem by Samuel Santana
Persecución
Si el mar asume sus pasiones
de sales y lágrimas oscuras,
solo recuérdame como la
sombra que se alojó bajo el
semblante de tu
razón misteriosa.
Yo había visto sufrir mucho
los latidos sordos de los
huecos del viento,
las gotas secas del rocío
invernal y la llamada
quejumbrosa de una cruz
amarrada a orilla de un
camino torcido
y abandonado.
Y alguien,
cuya mirada se traslucía
como los dientes
hambrientos y salvajes
de un lobo cenizo,
iba tras mis pasos con
el sigilo de la muerte y
la actitud de una hora
siniestra y macabra.
Pero solo las hojas
podridas del silencio
conocían los rumbos de mis
màs renconditas intenciones.
If the sea assumes his passions salts and dark tears, only remember me as the Stayed shadow under the face your mysterious reason. I had seen suffer much beating the deaf Wind holes, dried drops of dew winter and the call plaintive a cross Moored on the banks of a crooked road and abandoned. And someone, whose eyes shone through as teeth hungry and wild a jinx wolf, It was after my steps stealth death and the attitude of one hour sinister and macabre. But only the leaves rotted silence knew the directions of my Why to choose renconditas intentions. Samuel Santana
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4/23/2024 12:41:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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