Poeta de pocos días,
poeta que escribió sin serlo.
Ahora que se le paró el tiempo,
que vive solo con su vida,
se escondieron de él
las letras y las musas
solo son recuerdos.
Versos se alejaron de sus rimas y tinta seca vestía el tintero.
Dejó de ser aquello quién quería ser,
y ya solo pudo escribir en el cuaderno de su pensamiento.
Poeta de pocos días…
Y sus pocos días nunca más volvieron.
Poet of few days,
a poet who wrote without being one.
Now that time has stopped for him,
living only with his life,
letters and muses
have hidden from him,
they are but memories.
Verses have distanced themselves from his rhymes,
and the inkwell wore
a coat of dry ink.
He ceased to be what
he wanted to be,
and could only write
in the notebook of his thoughts.
Poet of few days…
And his few days never returned.
Poema propio.
Fuente de la imagen..
Propia.