Clumsy Poem by Luis Gil de la Puente
Clumsy
I don´t know why I am not able to look at him
What if I could do without this seriousness?
And see him face to face.
At dinner I can feel him
Sitting behind
And then, suddendly, his laughter,
That way to use the spoon.
I spend chosen moments
Waiting for him to pass by,
Cigarette and smile.
It is tough to play this game of silence
This tension on my dreams
This fear all the time.
I feel I am clumsy
And I don´t want to be a girl any more
Why can´t I focus on what´s good for me,
On what´s possible?
Another poem to see him from behind
A piece of chalk writing on the board
Some homework for tomorrow....
which home would that be?
And then we´ll try to build good sentences
To say what we think clearly
And be brave....
I Love your poem Luis... I could picture the scene in my mind, always a good sign of a well written poem...10
Ah que mi amigo Luis, quien no quiere ser mujer si es lo mas lindo del mundo :) No es facil la vida pero es rica en lo que mas importa, tenemos amor y valor de sobra haha. Dejando a un lado mis sentimientos como mujer, es un buen poema ;) Gracias por compartir como siempre de tu talento.
nice poem Luis...i liked the beautiful way of presentation of your concept there...10
This is a very interesting poem... i liked it, and thank-you for reading and commenting my poem.
I agree to both Phumudzo and john, your poem rocks as gold Luis. Nice write. Another 10 for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 2:03:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
wow the last stanza is gold luis.