Soul Without A Person... Poem by John F. Bisner Ureña.

Soul in disgust in the face of illusion
lonely one afternoon in tears,
deep instant in the dark blue
of the dreams of a Being without charm...

Character filled with feelings of
hardship they drag him to the noxious misery,
Mysterious quicksilver in the crystal of existence,
conviction without faith in a spirit without love in a
heart that beats alive in the flame of a
irremediable poetic morning yawn...

John Bisner Ureña.