Roaming the streets, tired feet with blackness underneath; unshoed feet with overworn sneaks. A blank lonely stare, as emptiness overwhelms your despair. Uncarring faces with uncompassionate traces, unlaced and unembraced. Leaving you with a bad taste, and still unplaced.
Reality is always painful. "But out of adversity's crucible come strength of character and will, and a man discovers he is able to reach his goals, his dreams fulfill." (Resilience, 2008)
Write from your pain, draw out from your dreams, and create poems like these.
Cynthia
A deep poem that expresses the sad reality of being homeless,take care.I am looking forward to reading more of your poetry as I have enjoyed reading them
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Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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Reality is always painful. "But out of adversity's crucible come strength of character and will, and a man discovers he is able to reach his goals, his dreams fulfill." (Resilience, 2008)
Write from your pain, draw out from your dreams, and create poems like these.
Cynthia
Edwin