The Best Investment

Para este poema un amigo me sirvió de inspiración y 24 horas después me inspiró para otro también.


Don't want to go bed
And just lie over it.
I want to dream of you,
I wish you dream of me too.


You are the best part
Of the day.
At night
You give me comfort,
To listen your voice, and
To have you here
With me in my room,
I couldn't ask for more.


I've met you before,
But I didn't know you at all.
No I see
You are tender and sweet
As I never imagine you could be.


I want to know you more,
Get deeper in your mind and soul.
Every second I spent with you
It's a very high class investment.


I don't want to fall
In love with you,
But I'm willing to take a chance on you.
Now I can't wait
For the kiss.
I want to witness
The moment you hold my hand.


I'm not perfect,
I'd give the best of me.
I'd be faithful,
Reliable and thankful.


I want this friendship
To evolve.
I want it to turn
Into something else.
I'll have open my heart,
Just in case.
But if it happens that you break it,
It's OK. I won't blame you.
I'd be sad about it, and
I could cry
Because it's over,
But I still wish you the best of lucks.


Let me know if you want the same.
I'll let my phone on,
The door unlocked,
A window open, and
My facebook always on-line.
I'm a text away at any time.




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Hungry Wolves, Deaf Gods

I’ve been thrown

To the wolves,

With nothing, but

Honey over me.

And the gods

Expect

I take control

Of the beast.

To keep them calm,

Quiet and still.

I’m barefoot.

The pebbles,

And thorns on the ground

Hurt my feet.

I’m freezing,

For I have no thick clothes.

The wind it’s so cold,

It’s hard to breathe.

There’s no light in here.

But a diminishing moon,

That’s about to fade away.

I have no route.

I’m wandering in the woods,

Every time getting deeper and deeper.

The silence it’s that great,

I can hear the wolves

Coming after me,

From miles away.

It’s easy for them

To follow my track,

Because of my bleeding feet.

I can’t hide,

There’s no place for it.

And the gods

Still expect me

To tame

The hungry wolves.

I haven’t slept in decades,

Because,

I’ve been running away

From the wolves.

That’s my routine,

Day and night,

Every day.

I’ve asked the gods

To take me out of this,

But it seems

They have ignore my prays.

Have I asked to much?

Or I’m asking too few?

Should I ask louder?

Should I ask to

Other gods?

Should I stop asking

And take it as it comes?

I’ve forgotten

What is like

To have a good meal.

Don’t remember

When was my last one.

Don’t even remember

What it tasted like.

Been running for so long,

I haven’t had time to eat.

I miss my bed

In the king’s palace.

I miss the flowers

In the yards.

I miss the prince’s smile,

The touch of his hands

And the warmth

Of his skin.

At night,

A pale figure

Comes and gives me

One more day of punishment.

At day,

A black hear figure

Come and takes me

Back to night.

Didn’t ask for this task.

No one chooses

Such punishment

For the rest off their life.

This is been unbearable.

What did I do to piss off the gods?

Was that great my insult,

For me to deserve this?

Is this someday

Going to end?

Have I paid

Part of my debt?

Have they seen

How much I’ve done?

I’m doing my best

To please their hearts.

Have they stopped

To take a look to my progress?

I hope

This come to an end

Very soon.

I can’t

Take it no more.

I’m restless.

I hope

This end very soon.