"The birds that becomes cages" (poem) by @seifiro

blazedante (25)in #poetry • 6 years ago

Source Pixabay: https://pixabay.com/en/girl-woman-female-young-hair-ivy-984060/

Laura,
There is a solemn silence in your words,
When your curious girl's face lands in front of mine,
and with your eyes in front of my eyes,
and your still closed lips do not say a single word,
nor I hope that they say some to me.
Instead, I just want to hold you
as if I were looking to protect ourselves
of winter and the macabre under our feet
and that our birds would never become cages
birds executioners.
Laura,
time goes by
and I remember your livid face
and with intense and vivid eyes of an extravagant color,
carriers of a sincerity that your mouth lacks...
And I also remember your mouth painted red
like the sky during the summer nuanced by the kisses
of different beauty and tentative reds
as fleeting, waiting for the impending night.

Laura,
Where am I in your heart?
Or in the labyrinths of your words?
I insist on wanting to just hug you
as I have never done with the world
because the world is only for me
a cracked mirror with sharp edges
where there are scares
who are hoping to tear me to pieces
to kill me ...
Leaving me without a second life to be reborn
by the sea, or next to the mountain, or next to the forest
or in the world again with you.

Laura,
Maybe these words never cross the wind correctly
Never coming to you
although the distance between us
is not more than the one of your lips next to mine...
And everything will be the same...
Lights and shadows dancing like images in a kaleidoscope,

The words pouring like ink on paper;
Hatred hating,
love forgetting...
The little flashy interests;
words carved in stone will follow in stone...

Everything will be the same, Laura...
At least, you smile
Remembering your childhood;
the moments when the flowers died between your hands,
But new ones arrived
during the joyful dance of your heart.

Your childhood, your old age,
You yourself today and yourself yesterday:
When you were and when you went;
Embrace the world

A bird becomes a cage,
and there is a sadness disguised as a goodbye.

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