Sometimes Its Difficoult To Live In Myself Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

Sometimes Its Difficoult To Live In Myself



Sometimes its difficoult to live with myself

after years as a ghost

a series of images that sugest so much

the emotional nature

affects the effect of the cause

of disaray and union

and personalities that dominate

the joy

maybe because of the search for money are clumsy because their souls are not at peace and their lives are a nest of vipers

and some trust and love the gods

and really pluck the peach tree

the stars that guide me

to the garden of flowers and incene,

innocence corrupted

fragments

sometimes

thrugh the material world, nurturing my spirit


so it becomes a meteor emmiting light



following the moving clouds, or dancing awkwardly

round a group of ninfs

round a pole

Friday, August 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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