domingo, febrero 21, 2010

Querida vida...

Vaya matrimonio que tenemos mi querida vida,
Aunque en este universo hay numerosas bifurcaciones,
Tu y yo juntos, sólo conocemos una sola vía,
La del tiempo, aquél viejo amigo que siempre nos acompaña,
Que nunca comenzó, y que jamás terminará.

De manos vamos caminando,
Tu, elogiada y embellecida por la esperanza,
Siempre bella, y constantemente dando,
Mientras que yo, sinónimo de ultranza,
Siempre me encuentro quitando.

Recuerdo claramente el día que nos conocimos,
El día que por primera vez nos vimos,
Tu, con tu velo blanco y con tu ramo de rosas,
Como esperando,
Y yo con mi sobretodo negro montado en mi fúnebre carroza,
Entre nosotros no hubo necesidad alguna de prosas,
Pues como siempre son las cosas,
Fue decidido por el mismo destino.

Yo me enamoré de tu hermosura,
Y de tu magnífica simplicidad,
Tu en cambio me amaste,
Por mi voracidad, por mi insaciabilidad,
Y ahora me odias, por mi infidelidad,

Acaso no era obvio el futuro?
Nunca el panorama se pintó placentero,
Más, siempre fue arduo y duro.

Atrapados estamos ahora en las mandíbulas de acero,
Del destino, nuestro casamentero,
Ahora te imploro, no podemos empezar desde cero?

1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

sensacional... Simplemente magico!

THE ANSWER TO LIFE'S MUCH EASIER THAN U THINK SON!!

Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!