From the freind
Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers
There was the door With pain it opened It was dark Black as can be For you see
I hear the rain Each drop Defined I reminisce Of places
..tell me friend is life not like… It must take work to get a hold of ...ah..but after the work.... The golden sweetness..
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
I am a bad man....
As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty
Para aser las cosas bien el homre…
Drink..!..man!..drink! For some men! After these nights! Better they think!....
Have you seen me?... If you have Can you please Tell me To come back
I do not write poetry out of distr…
The stars brightly shown perhaps Wisdom had been sprinkling the sky to calm the ones in the night who were looking ...searching....the mountains around giants full with life aromas, and...
If ever I am vain I will be slain If ever I lie I will die If ever I disrespect
Listen with calm and joy Listen with happiness ...his story is a tragedy There is joy there is pain There is beauty there is darkness
I can hear hear frank sinatras fly… I can see the old timers smile I can see the boys huddle Planning schemeing and dreaming I can hear the pirates acordion on…