Poems without verses by JAIME ANTONIO
Poems without verses
My poems are not poems poet because I’m not
Worship as poor and bohemian as the soft wine
As wood stone paper scissors blunt
My parchment story my story without yellow
My verses for a walk went to the battle of peace
No stars shiver no punches in life
Entangled in a bush grass leaves me stay
The sweetness of your salt sugar my bitterness will
The literature friend never was but today the need
Like so many things that I need not take yesterday
You can apologize but repentant may not be
I speak what I feel without feeling the prison rules
Because at the time it was discovered admiration
Today under the shoulder look at the wonderful science
We went back than usual for the new routine
We are perfect but imperfect creation we get
Are we evolving? Are we to God? clay or clay
I write for those who have paper but lack Ink
I write for those who think silence of missing value
I write for which seeds are sown but not
I do not care if you do not understand honors the message
I do not care about titles or what the big think
My poems are not poems poet because I’m not
I’m tired of so many things but my dream is green
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