Entre lirios moribundos - Club de poesía /Among dying lilies - Poem [Esp/Eng]

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Entre lirios moribundos


La noche bajó a dar cobijo a su alma
    con su traje de sombras
       suspendida por telarañas de rabia
           porque el peso de cualquier pesar
               se convierte en yunque
                   cuando la muerte no es justa.

                    Como una tormenta con truenos,
                    las horas azules se encendieron
                  y perecieron en las redes sociales,
                víctimas del hacha de la iniquidad
              que corta con su densa carga
            de manipulaciones y dagas,
     un clima tenso de falsos amigos.

Entre lirios moribundos,
       se aprieta el gatillo del recuerdo
                      de una ruleta rusa
                                  jugada por ingenuidad
                                      y ligero como una pluma,
                                          un inocente deambula
                                    buscando su cuerpo
                  pero ya había cruzado una valla
donde la lluvia canta sin parar.

Confundido, mira las horas sin luces,
            cada vez más oscuras,
                  como si fueran azules,
                     como si pudiera confiar en ellas,
                    como si pudiera deshacer lo que hicieron,
                  pero, el peso de cualquier arrepentimiento
            no desanda malos pasos dados,
ni trae de vuelta la vida perdida.

                        ¡No más retos virales!

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Tunnel by ThomasWolter in Pixabay

Among dying lilies


The night came down to give shelter to his soul
    in its suit of shadows
       suspended by cobwebs of rage
           because the weight of any regret
               becomes an anvil
                   when death is not fair.

                    Like a thunderstorm with thunder,
                    the blue hours flared up
                  and perished in social networks,
                victims of the axe of iniquity
              that cuts with its dense load
            of manipulations, illusions, and daggers,
     a tense climate of false friends.

Among dying lilies
       the trigger of Russian roulette is pulled
                      played by naivety
                                      and light as a feather
                                        an innocent wanders
                                    looking for his body
                  but he had already crossed a fence
where the rain sings non-stop.

Confused, he look at the hours without lights,
                        darker and darker,
                               as if they were blue,
                                as if he could trust them,
                          as if he could undo what they did,
                   but, the weight of any regret
            does not undo bad steps taken,
nor brings back the lives lost.

                        ¡No more viral challenges!
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Network by geralt in Pixabay


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Por Zeleira Cordero

@zeleiracordero-2

09-06-2023



Ejercicio de escritura en respuesta a @freewritehouse Club de Poesía - Un clima tenso entre falsos amigos


Writing Exercise in response to @freewritehouse Club de Poesía - A tense climate among false friends


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Precious verses leading us to delight. Each line exquisitely delineated by the beauty of metaphor and analogy.
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