Memorias Of Lost Loves Poem by Edmundo Farolan
Memorias Of Lost Loves
I'm old.
I'm crazy.
Blind poet.
Silly illusions.
Songs and hopes.
Nothing but fantasies,
Laughter and smiles,
Grotesque, mourning,
of unconscious souls,
of lost loves,
and sweet times gone.
Nothing else stays
of those memories of the past,
Memories like victims
of Grimm's fairy tales.
Women I refused,
Lips I didn't kiss.
The past that has been;
The past of lost loves.
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