tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49833069893739750122011-07-08T02:31:25.676-07:00Poesía melancolíca, oscura.Fauztohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14493490709958340285noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983306989373975012.post-13923962946744878512010-05-27T18:27:00.000-07:002010-05-27T18:29:50.187-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvRQmdYalM/S_8cSBSN1PI/AAAAAAAAABE/oGPyOamA_O0/s1600/414306EsperandoAumento.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BmvRQmdYalM/S_8cSBSN1PI/AAAAAAAAABE/oGPyOamA_O0/s320/414306EsperandoAumento.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476126767813874930" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983306989373975012-1392396294674487851?l=pastosecodeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983306989373975012-1363038854472141545?l=pastosecodeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fauztohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14493490709958340285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983306989373975012.post-39257201723206798282009-06-11T18:58:00.000-07:002009-06-14T12:40:40.764-07:00Murmuro en silencio a la noche,<br />esperando de respuesta una caricia.<br /><br />Sosiego frente a las sombras y<br />por la ventana arrojó tu recuerdo.<br /><br />Respiro mi aire muerto<br />sobre tu aliento perfumado,<br />mientras observo mi rosa marchita,<br />que yace sobre tu tumba.<br /><br />Seré el sigilo<br />que en las sombras te alumbra,<br />la luna,<br />que cubre tu cuerpo desnudo por las noches,<br />el susurro nocturno,<br />que guiara tu camino.<br /><br />Despierto turbado,<br />y aun no aclarado,<br />y yo tan solo en este espacio<br />te hago una pregunta,<br />si asistirás el día que consiga tener,<br />mi propia tumba.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983306989373975012-3925720172320679828?l=pastosecodeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fauztohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14493490709958340285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983306989373975012.post-84218865499596827812009-06-08T21:14:00.001-07:002009-06-08T21:16:52.770-07:00<div align="left"><span style="color:#999999;">Tentado bajo el olor<br />de tus rosas muertas,<br />palpita mi alma,<br />mi verso inquietante.<br /><br />Llevas la mirada,<br />la sinfonía perversa,<br />de un sueño<br />delirante.<br /><br />La cruel condenada,<br />a un sueño eterno,<br />la dulce princesa<br />de mis pensamientos<br />etéreos.<br /><br />Cédeme la eutanasia<br />de tu aroma<br />-condenada-.<br /><br />Soy solo un vasallo,<br />desterrado a sangrar<br />tus letras,<br />el perturbado dolor,<br />de tus ojos<br />-perversa-</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983306989373975012-8421886549959682781?l=pastosecodeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fauztohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14493490709958340285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983306989373975012.post-67302049968862024522009-06-07T11:16:00.000-07:002009-06-07T11:26:04.458-07:00<span style="color:#999999;"><em>Sinfonía incompleta,</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>un espacio en inciertos mundos,</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>un muchacho grita a lo lejos,</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>no,</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>solo soy yo,</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>con los ojos abiertos.</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>Un corazón que late a mil por hora,</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>es el temor de un dios</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>que mengua entre los muertos.</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>Una flor que marchita a medio día,</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>mis ojos abstractos </em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>que disfrutan</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>aquella melodía.</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>Jardines verdes, </em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>campos desolados</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>cielo descafeinado </em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>mis ojos aun son pálidos.</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>Todo es tan hermoso aquí,</em></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><em>con lo lúgubre de tus ojos.</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' 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