Incisivo Poem by Cyriac Maliakkal
Incisivo
Seguí la vida cruel y afectada
Consideré que este amanecer era verde,
pero era negro.
En todas partes reinaba el silencio y todos estaban tranquilos.
No hubo salida al amanecer
Hubo un agotamiento después de una pira funeraria.
Después de tres noches,
los ojos quedaron cegados por el frío.
La luz del mal comportamiento trajo consigo formas poco comprensivas.
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