Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Edgar Allan Poe
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te contesto con otro poema que me encanta , es de Gustavo Adolfo Becquer ( mi alma gemela)
ResponderEliminarHave you ever felt in the night
when shadows rule here
a quiet voices singing
an inmmense sadness crying?
Have you ever felt in your ears,
the silent tragic notes
played by my fingers
my dead and pale fingers?
Have you ever felt my tears
sliding through your mouth
and my hands of snow,
getting closer to yours of rose?
have you ever felt in your dreams
a shadow drifting
on the air?
did your lips feel a kiss
exploding in your bed?
salvation
salvation
I promise you, my life,
i saw you sacred in my arms
breathing, closer, softer to me¡¡¡¡
( con cariño, dedicado para ti)
Esta chido, bueno a lo poco q pude entender jaja
ResponderEliminartodo lo que somos, todo lo que amamos, todos lo que imaginamos para nosotros mismos, nuestras vidas, y todo a nuestro alrededor es temporal. Y, no hay nada que podamos hacer al respecto.
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