Personal or Publics hurricanes

Ana ClaudiaAna Claudia Posts: 23
edited December 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
And the nature stablishes itself.
Tells to everyone that would come.
Poor of whose didn't listen it.
Poor of us.
The nature wides open by bellow.
But isn't had time environment of its hurry.
Could be beautiful,
but we were there.
I say, were, not by be in there in fact,
but out of to know that parts of me gones.
In each girl's history.
In each confuses love's call.
In each obligation's sunrises.
Could had time,
in that,
I saw differences in fact.
Today,
I am be,
look,
and recognize each act,
like being mine.
Thouse that are from all crowds.

(sorry about my english, I'm not american)
Ana
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Comments

  • Good try with the english, Ana! Keep it up! :) It is hard to follow but in a way, it makes it fun because we can make up our own words to fill in those that are missing, or that are arranged oddly because english is not your first language. :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Sometimes I almost give up... it is very hard, and sometimes I have afraid to be pretentious; but, the world of words are really fascinating, because all of us have our differences, but at in the final we are the same.
    Ana
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