Helpless secrets
that are only mine...,
delusional mirages
filled with a fierce serenity.
Sinuous shadows that
tiptoes escape silently
to the invisible dawn of a dialogue
shadowy of snakes...
Heaviness of the day on a light
night full of spasms,
confused thoughts go and
they come between dreams without memories,
thief of feelings you disappear
in my mind when I notice the hand
of the Judas who walk through life
Like wolves missing their prey
Your friend forever,
John Bisner Ureña.
Writer - Poet and builder of dreams.
'Believe in yourself, do not limit yourself, or condition yourself.'
'Together building dreams of life.'
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