The Prestigious Call

HESITATION   In the dark room when night No voices or noises that fight, Fight between two expressions that might Blow my emotions so tight                 And defeat my kindness; Each expression said I am your good side In bore I said “You all are not my good side --- Yet you just guide me to either side                 And kill my own happiness”; No choice or option that could adore My countenance, Now I feel a great bore And a great damage in my bosom`s core, No pills or skills that can heal my bosom`s core                 And cry is the only cure, but I cannot. Spit—I spit my eyes to heal this feel The uncurable disease that bind me still, But no proof or evidence that fill                 My question about this heartless plot. Stood in fear i made my move forward To think why i become this coward, “Cry isn`t an option” I said; “it`s an award That may push your depression backward                 And express your real entity” Suddenly i realized something important That might chang

Sadness By Gaby Soto Sound like the wing of crane Smells like the fresh blood, which Is come from the body through a little scar There’s a crowd gathering around             Fooling around like stupid dog.             Asking for food. That it’s a body without soul lie down like he never lived before With a pale expression that show His past it’s easy to guess, he lived A wasteful life in his last day Before he died in this place, Img Source : http://www.peginc.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/RavenKickstarterRavenBlood.png

Oh! Bad dreams? Come on! My life is worst than your nightmare. Here I am, a hopeless guy with an unknown background. I can`t remember, who is my mother? If I have no answer for my own past, many answer will come to my mind. Maybe I am a worthy noble that had a terrible accident. Damn! Maybe downtown will calm myself. Ah! Fresh air, the worthy gift from God. This spot will be good for me. I see a beautiful lady with a black coat with a shining handbag. Come on, give this poor soul a coin. Okay, maybe your smile will stop my stomach from barking. Okay! Just walk away, silly people! And ignore my existence here! Maybe another spot will give me another luck. Nice tree, terrific smell of garbage, and good sight to see. Good place for gold mining! Poor lady with a poor man, walking just like a young couple. You`ll never know when reaper scythe will end their life. What are you looking at young boy? Spare a coin then you can insult me as you wish. Ah! People won`t understand my hunger, I must