From the freind
Even if life is on a string... The man should enjoy his dinner.
Ah!..san diego!.....the city the gem tucked between mountain and sea where men of honor are made where strength is born in cultured people of immpeccable intent work is hard work is hon...
Blessed be the calm and tranquil Blessed be the man Who does not loose sight Of the virtous horizon Blessed be the honor inside
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 am a bad man....
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
There was the door With pain it opened It was dark Black as can be For you see
The souls Of the good Are a wonder The souls Of the good
how much is a robe of silk?...how much are the golden trumpets?...how much is a field of roses?...how much is a wall of marble?...how much is a kingdom between mountains of lions and me...
I do not write poetry out of distr…
Drink..!..man!..drink! For some men! After these nights! Better they think!....
As a child I was told Of a story true A man old In his last days he saw Incredible beauty
I hear the rain Each drop Defined I reminisce Of places
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...
I think ill sit alone for awhile To call upon Wisdom so that my eyes might open Perhaps calm will come then And I will forget