Como está mi gente bella de Hive y 3speak? en esta oportunidad les traigo otro poema musicalizado de esta iniciativa creada por mi persona, la cual pueden ver Aquí . Voy a recompensar al poeta, autor con el 25% de ganancia en HBD que genere este post, para motivarlos a que sigan creando obras tan maravillosas para la plataforma, sin más preámbulo…
A continuación les presentare el poema de @stepsbytwo titulado Amor Salvaje
Amor Salvaje
En una jaula
nos encontramos Nuestras miradas se conectan.
Tu nariz de
un tono rosa
La mía un
tono azul Las juntamos en un beso En un beso dulce podrás ver tu.
Sin mucho espacio
a donde ir
El instinto surgió al fin
Nos juntamos
en un atardecer, que seria de nosotros al amanecer dos aves salvajes que vuelan en placer.
En tu personalidad, un personaje
poco social, me dijo que acostumbrar.
las peleas sin final, el tuve que soportar.
Al sentimiento
del amor mi instinto no lucho, yo debilito.
Salí lastimado y nos separaron.
Solo, herido y roto me dejaron.
Con angustia, espere
al día siguiente
Tú me encontraste ¿cuál es tu instinto el que guía?.
No me puedes encontrar.
Ya no estoy en ese lugar.
Nadie me puede lastimar,
Pues
Soy una ave en libertad Sin ataduras, encuentro la felicidad.
Si les gusto mi iniciativa déjenme saberlo en los comentarios, y espero poder musicalizar otro poema, muchas gracias por su atención.
Puedes seguirme por mis redes sociales!
How is my beautiful people of Hive and 3speak? this time I bring you another poem set to music of this initiative created by me, which you can see Here . I will reward the poet, author with 25% of profit in HBD that generates this post, to motivate them to continue creating such wonderful works for the platform, without further ado ....
Next I will present to you @stepsbytwo's poem titled Savage Love.
Savage Love
In a cage
We meet Our gazes connect.
Your nose of
a shade of pink
Mine a shade of blue
We meet in a kiss In a sweet kiss you'll see your own.
Without much room
Where to go
Instinct kicked in at last
We came together
In a sunset, what would become of us at dawn Two wild birds flying in pleasure.
In your personality, a character
unsocial, told me to get used to.
The fights without end, he had to endure.
To the feeling
of love my instinct did not fight, I weaken.
I got hurt and we were separated.
Alone, wounded and broken I was left.
With anguish, I waited
for the next day
You found me ¿which is your instinct that guides.
You can't find me.
I'm not in that place anymore.
No one can hurt me,
For
I am a bird at liberty Unbound, I find happiness.
If you like my initiative let me know in the comments, and I hope to musicalize another poem, thank you very much for your attention.
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