Belquis Barés Poems

Nature delivered me a beautiful gift:
The lawn, covered in a snowy cloak,
Adorns with little clouds the tree
Without leaves, so sadly left behind.
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Skillful and fierce
Predator
Crush my unbelief,
My entrails.
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To be able to love you

I cultivated red roses
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When the problems, the pessimism, the unwillingness,

or the bad humor try to suffocate me
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I refuse to die – to be an oblivion.

I am addicted to the affection:
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Black Eyes

Dark
As the confidant night
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As well as the shoots bloom

with the Spring,
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To the sound of a jazz

ended the lethargy.
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Maybe you didn't know how to see

my face in the moon
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Loneliness, sweet companion,

silent witness of my sorrow.
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