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Ocaso no vivido

Siento el frío de tu silencio,
serpiente que agita las entrañas
robando la paz del ocaso no vivido;
siento la pena que te llenó de desconsuelo,
el llanto, que quiere hacerse palabra
y gritar al mar otra vez porqué;
siento tus manos suaves y  alargadas
queriendo tocar y acariciar…
implorando otro roce que lleve vida,
suspirando, en un gesto pintado de misericordia,
que te haga despertar.

Siento que tus ojos ven lo que ya no está;
que tu alma vestida de amargura muere,
en voluntario sacrificio
abrazada a la muerte que se aleja;
¡maldita muerte que me arrancas la vida,
que me dejas viva, que te marchas sin verme!.

Cerraste los ojos y un mundo gris
se inventó para ti;
sin aromas, sin ruidos, sin miradas ni caricias;
sin llantos de emoción, sin palabras…
Un mundo gris que llega y espera
el aliento del amor que tras aquél ocaso no vivido
y vestido de eternidad,
para siempre contigo quiero creer… estará.

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Juan Antonio Pellicer vk
Para Blog (siir-poesia)

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Hahahaha, so damn funny.. I hope you smile tonight. You reading this. If I had one wish in this world, I would wish for you to smile.. you are so beautiful, you don’t even know. You do matter, even if you don’t feel like it - eUë

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Your past may be an affliction

But please refuse to be its definition

The world is quite writhen

Yet that is only a restriction

If you allow it to be your prison

Then you’ve been condemned

Before you have truly risin….

Amber D

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On a Shooting Star

I wish i didnt notice the glow in my chest everytime i smiled

I wish i didnt notice my unfamiliar laugh everytime something amused me

I wish i didnt try so hard to memorise the feeling of not feeling pain

I wish i wasnt so fucking aware of being happy

I wish i could just be

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it’s important to have someone in your life, not romantically.. but someone who will help see the light. it’s someone who helps you put back all the broken pieces of you. it’s someone who wipes your tears and helps you carry the heaviness inside you.

just someone who makes everything so easy.

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This is my very first NaNoWriMo project & honestly I’m so excited. Just working on a short horror story, that I’m obsessed with. 360/10k words written ✅ I’m also hoping to get out of this creative block that I’ve been in for far too long!!

What’s your goals for Camp Nano?

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Long time ago, in between phrases and words I’ve written, I tried my best to convince myself that they were not about you. But deep down, I knew everything was about you ⁠— in my poems, in my 3ams, in my afternoons, and in wee of the night. Even in the random songs I’ve heard somewhere; even in any sad love stories I’ve read in books. Then time came, I’ve learned that you can never hide it.

When I said that I would never write about you again, I lied.

If you ask me if I still write about you, I would lie.

You see, I’m never a good writer; I’m just good at hiding things. Even if we play hide at seek, I’m sure you’ll never see even my shadow, even if I’m just two steps behind you ⁠— watching you looking for me until you found something else.

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I saw your face
        but it wasn’t you.
I saw your face
        in someone else
And I told myself
        that it had no part
In how I felt about
        them at all; that it
Was just a small
        coincidence or that
Maybe my mind
        was playing a trick.
But it wasn’t that
        because I saw you.
Not just your features,
        not just your eye color,
Not just your smile,
        not just any little thing.
I saw your face…
        but it wasn’t you.
And I guess by now
        I thought I’d be past
                wanting it to be true.
I guess my only solace
        is that I never said that
                I loved you.

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Persiguiendo derrotas

Desde este mar donde los silencios,
arrebatados y empujándose me atropellan,
donde tu recuerdo me llega y me llama;
donde tu figura se hace todo
y ese todo se esfuma como la nada.

Desde este mar de preguntas sin respuestas,
triste paisaje que ha perdido su melodía,
como tú la sombra de tu risa,
el calor de tu mirada, la magia de tu verdad.

En esta atalaya de profunda soledad
donde el mar no sabe a sal,
y donde el cielo busca su azul,
yo espero, como siempre espero,
relamiendo mis lágrimas,
ver tu barco alejarse persiguiendo su derrota
sin poderlo evitar.

Juan Antonio Pellicer vk
Para Blog (siir-poesia)

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