There is no song only poetry,
the music left with your silence,
and in a bitter cry
died the memory.
There is no song only poetry,
the music left with your silence.
And I keep waiting…
I was left alone!
And my song was lost
with your silence,
and there was no music only poetry…
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From the book “Love, Sorrow and Disregard”
This little girl is leaving,
is leaving alone, is leaving sad,
she is living tired of waiting.
She wanted to reach you and desperate
she yelled in anguish, she shouted to shut up!
But you don’t listen, you never heard,
and the sad little girl was left alone.
Time passes and you more distant,
the little sad girl lonely cried,
and even more sad you left her.
The beautiful little girl once you loved so
of sadness she died alone.
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From the book “Love, Sorrow and Disregard”
I don’t know if by whim,
I don’t know if by pain,
all I know is that my heart
doesn’t want to let you go.
I don’t know if I still love you,
I don’t know if I ever loved you,
I only know that I have you there
from the day I meet you.
I don’t know if I want to forget you,
I don’t know if I ever will forget you,
I only know that I remember you
and that in my heart you remained.
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From the book “Love, Sorrow and Disregard”
I cry your abandonment every second.
I suffer the pain of knowing that you’re not here!
And I die evermore…
knowing that you will forget about me!
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From the book “Love, Sorrow and Disregard”
I was about to forget you,
I pretended not to think of you
But today I saw you again
And hope was reborn.
Every time more far,
And more close
All the time absent
And at the same time present.
I was about to forget you
And today you knocked at my door
I Saw your smile, I felt your hands
My eyes smiled and you muted my lips.
In this cold solitude
Today you didn’t show up
My eyes didn’t laugh
Arrive oblivion, you are not longer here.
-Noemi Lara
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*Published and translated with permission of the author you can visit her at https://laramar2.wordpress.com
Yes, I love the Monarchy! After all, I do what my King says. I follow His laws and commandments and He promised to take good care of me. Called convenience, but I do as He says because I know He will fulfill His word no matter what.
Keeping His laws and commandments are a delight for me, although sometimes I fall and break a commandment, I’m not perfect, but still He forgives me and keeps taking good care of me, no matter how bad things are I know for sure He will be there ALWAYS. I love my King and He loves me, how awesome is that!
He loves me so much to the point He will inherit His kingdom to me, yes that makes me a princess, but please don’t bow down to me! It’s just me. ALL the honor and glory should be to Him ALWAYS. Now you see why I love the Monarchy so much, what’s not to love? But more important I love my King!
And you my friend do you have a King?
I do not want to love you,
forbidden love,
crazy love,
wounded love. .
I do not want to love you,
love of no one,
love of everyone,
love? … Who knows?
I do not want to love you!,
I cry awake,
I close my eyes
and I love you more.
I do not want to love you,
you did not sought me,
just go alone …
Leave me in peace!
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Taken from my book of poetry “Del Amor, El Desamor y El Olvido” (Love, Sorrow and Disregard) that is being translated.
I cry for a crazy love that does not exist,
and I refuse to write these sad verses.
And even if I cry and cry
for something that does not exist.
I’m dying without thinking…
Why did you come?
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From the book “Del Amor, El Deasmor y El Olvido” (Love, Sorrow and Disregard)
Little by little
I’m saving your memories.
Little by little
I forgot you’re not here.
Little by little
I die in silence,
and I live … perhaps …
ensuring …
even I know,
you will not comeback.
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From the book “Del Amor, El Desamor y El Olvido” (Love, Sorrow and Disregard)
What did you lose?
—an angel sweetly asks me—
What do you look for incessantly, taciturn?
I answer:
I was looking for the time that left unannounced,
the love that enter without saying goodbye
and the tear that was lost when you left.
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From the book “Del Amor, EL Desamor y El Olvido” (Love, Sorrow and Disregard)
