tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77554530239417586712012-02-16T11:08:29.794-08:00"Quien por las noches inspirado por algun sentimiento es capaz de escribir un verso...y mostrarle al mundo que es lo que siento"Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.comBlogger211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-34665732242300258662011-04-28T20:45:00.000-07:002011-04-28T20:57:34.482-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOxcc0tZmUw/Tbo0pVa7B5I/AAAAAAAAA5k/c-yYb4P5ftI/s1600/caminante.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600846971317979026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOxcc0tZmUw/Tbo0pVa7B5I/AAAAAAAAA5k/c-yYb4P5ftI/s320/caminante.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>Hoy vienen a mi tantos recuerdos,</div><br /><div>hoy quisiera detener el tiempo, pero no, no puedo, se que debo dejar que marches, solo así tendré la oportunidad de olvidarte.</div><br /><div>Deja, deja que tome este camino, comprende...esta vez tu no podras venir conmigo, hoy no son necesarias las excusas.</div><br /><div>Esta noche solo quiero poder mirar a lo lejos, mirar mis huellas y entender...que solo yo soy quien transita mi destino.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-3466573224230025866?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mâlikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15945092869943427218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-30198566948826535792010-03-15T18:34:00.000-07:002010-05-28T16:47:09.318-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/S57ie93QHYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/4h6g7j6ED7Y/s1600-h/enamorada1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449041620795137410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/S57ie93QHYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/4h6g7j6ED7Y/s320/enamorada1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>Tuve deseos de posar mi cabeza en la almohada,</em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>y dejar que mi alma viajará...</em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>quise que sea libre en mis sueños,</em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>quise darle un respiro de mis miedos.</em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>Busque embarcarla en un recuerdo,</em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>tal vez así llegará a buen puerto...</em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>Quise darle un motivo para volver, </em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>pero encontró las huellas de un camino...</em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>se <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sintió</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">atraída</span></em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>se miro reflejada en una caricia....</em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>Qué será de mi alma el <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">día</span> que recuerde</em></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><em>todo lo que por ti <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">sentía</span>?</em></strong></span></p><p><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-3019856694882653579?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-76254362818570732912010-03-10T16:29:00.000-08:002010-03-10T17:17:27.161-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/S5hEWwalLmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5xQsT8uA3oQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447178907048816226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/S5hEWwalLmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5xQsT8uA3oQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>Anoche no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">dormí</span>...</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>al intentar cerrar mis ojos</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>tu recuerdo iluminaba mi oscuridad.</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>Que <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">emocionante</span> puede ser</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>encontrarse con un instante de verdad,</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>que peligroso puede ser...</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>recordarte y saber que no te puedo olvidar.</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>Anoche no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">dormí</span>...</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>y en mi cama solo hay lugar para la soledad,</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>como en las noches <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">frías</span>,</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>tus palabras me volvieron a abrigar.</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>es extraño pensar, </strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>que la vida nos volviera a mostrar</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>que es imposible olvidar</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong>aquello que nos <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">unía</span> de verdad.</strong></em></span></div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em><strong></strong></em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-7625436281857073291?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-34303041657770298112010-03-08T15:27:00.000-08:002010-03-08T15:44:24.840-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/S5WIIsvpgEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ss7VWdMGKxs/s1600-h/1245251426398_f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446409007405826114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/S5WIIsvpgEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ss7VWdMGKxs/s320/1245251426398_f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>Pensar en ti es...</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>abandonarme a una <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ilusión</span>,</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>viajar en medio de suspiros,</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>deseando encontrarme contigo.</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>Pensar en ti es...</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>Saber que estoy vivo,</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>desafiar al tiempo,</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>mostrarle al mundo lo que siento.</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>Pensar en ti es...</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>soñar con un mañana,</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>darle vida a las palabras,</strong></span></em></div><div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>saber que naciste para ser amada.</strong></span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-3430304165777029811?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-83200460764919040112010-03-06T16:53:00.000-08:002010-03-06T17:17:52.888-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZQLYYBb5aU/S5L6UAip0mI/AAAAAAAAA5E/tSYcy7tj18g/s1600-h/perdon_si,_perdon_no.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445690121094025826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZQLYYBb5aU/S5L6UAip0mI/AAAAAAAAA5E/tSYcy7tj18g/s320/perdon_si,_perdon_no.jpg" border="0" /></a> No puedo mover mis labios<br />estoy atrapado en medio de tanto silencio,<br />no logro comprender porque se fue<br />si la <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">protegí</span> de la oscuridad...<br />el abandono se apodera de mi.<br />No pude detener la angustia<br />cuando se acercaba a mi...<br />ni siquiera pude esconder<br />las <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lágrimas</span> que <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">nacían</span> en mi.<br />Lo siento no se huir...<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">No se</span> como disimular ante la adversidad,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Perdón</span>...hoy tampoco tengo deseos de luchar.<br /><p> </p><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-8320046076491904011?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mâlikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15945092869943427218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-21446799175136829862010-01-17T10:38:00.000-08:002010-01-17T10:41:20.301-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/S1NZqaB3zII/AAAAAAAAAIw/DiY9jAvF44Q/s1600-h/pienso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427780560988130434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/S1NZqaB3zII/AAAAAAAAAIw/DiY9jAvF44Q/s320/pienso.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Pienso que la noche esconde su misterio,</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y que el silencio no es mas que un vacio...</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">aunque es buen compañero.</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Pienso que el mar esta en el cielo,</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">o sera que me lo imagino tan inmenso...</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">aunque mi corazón anhela sumergirse en un sueño.</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Pienso sin liberar palabras</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y los sentimientos se disfrazan de recuerdos...</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">no, no quiero retroceder el tiempo.</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Pienso en el camino que he escogido </span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y en los rostros que he conocido...</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">algunos aun viajan conmigo...mis amigos.</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Pienso que deberia decir lo que por ti siento,</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y olvidarme de mis miedos...</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y hasta que llegue ese momento</span></strong></em></div><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">en silencio te diré...te quiero</span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-2144679917513682986?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-31764604232204223752009-09-21T19:54:00.000-07:002009-09-21T20:41:27.448-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Srg9NKVyW5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/glUpv7R1ZWA/s1600-h/rosa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384120650844756882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Srg9NKVyW5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/glUpv7R1ZWA/s320/rosa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Que puede ocurrir?</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">si alguna noche los recuerdos vuelven a mi</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y no hay una sonrisa que ahuyente el llanto...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">sin una caricia que te <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">erice</span> la piel...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Dime...que puede ocurrir?</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">el tiempo seguira sin detenerse...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y en el afan de encontrarte </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">mis ojos pueden perderse.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Que puede ocurrir?</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">En esta noche sin estrellas...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">donde mis manos se extienden</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">mendigando un alivio...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Que puede ocurrir?</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Si yo te dijera que en estos momentos...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">estas en mis pensamientos</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y que intento ocultar lo que siento...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Dime...dime que puede ocurrir?</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Si se hace presente el silencio...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y me doy cuenta...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que no te tengo.</span></strong></em></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-3176460423220422375?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-25940681899623383312009-09-11T17:28:00.000-07:002009-09-11T17:52:35.496-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SqrrfaXUSDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/acdH5TWAlN8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380371629733070898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SqrrfaXUSDI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/acdH5TWAlN8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>No tengo miedo perder...</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>una noche estrellada</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>si la soledad me enseño </strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>que el olvido <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">enfría</span> el alma...</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>No tengo miedo perder...</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>una sonrisa o una mirada</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>si el temor llevo mis pies muy lejos</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">olvidandose</span> de las <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lágrimas</span> que derramaba...</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>No tengo miedo a perder...</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>la razón por un pequeño instante de amor</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>ni la vida por obtener tan solo una caricia...</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong>aunque eso signifique esperar una eternidad.</strong></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong></strong></span></em> </p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong></strong></span></em> </p><p><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><strong></strong></span></em> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-2594068189962338331?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-11957362348645921662009-09-05T18:53:00.000-07:002009-09-07T18:33:51.948-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SqMWnX-VdiI/AAAAAAAAAII/PWPwB5A3Kfg/s1600-h/Ro5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378167245716682274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SqMWnX-VdiI/AAAAAAAAAII/PWPwB5A3Kfg/s320/Ro5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yo que <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">aprendí</span> a luchar </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">dejando mi nombre escrito en la eternidad,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">un <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">día</span> la magia de mis manos se marcho</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y mi corazón de guerrero en las tinieblas se oculto</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">debo luchar para vivir </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">así</span> el olvido no logre borrar las letras de mi nombre</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que tanto me costo escribir.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">te busco a ti que eres la fuente de mi existir</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">no me dejes morir, </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">rescatame</span> de este doloroso sufrir</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Mirame</span> no me abandones a la oscuridad</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">mira mi alma y <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">hazme</span> brillar</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">apresurate</span> ya no queda tiempo para pensar...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">las tinieblas cubren la tierra,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">es tiempo de volver a luchar...</span></strong></em></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SqMWgeUeqXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4q44Bj1XsVA/s1600-h/LA%20LEYENDA%20DEL%20BUSCADOR.jpg"><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378167127161088370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SqMWgeUeqXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4q44Bj1XsVA/s320/LA%2520LEYENDA%2520DEL%2520BUSCADOR.jpg" border="0" /></span></strong></em></a></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Mirame</span>... y <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">hazme</span> brillar</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">aun no se combatir contra la soledad</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">unete</span> a mi se la fuerza en este combate </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">hazme</span> vivir.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></strong></em></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">*Letra para una cancion que me pidieron un grupo de aqui de Tucumán...</span></em></strong></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SqMWVyLUhUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/LoTIVwL9PNo/s1600-h/caballeria.jpg"></a><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br /><br /></span></strong></em><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SqMWRPtoV5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/SKg40LXdxTk/s1600-h/104821024x768+-demonio+luchando.jpg"></a><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></strong></em><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-1195736234864592166?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-37279171996874844642009-08-27T12:42:00.000-07:002009-08-27T13:00:02.752-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZQLYYBb5aU/Spbh3bTHTII/AAAAAAAAA4w/lbjSpsmxdq0/s1600-h/10420898-14104277.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374731547650247810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KZQLYYBb5aU/Spbh3bTHTII/AAAAAAAAA4w/lbjSpsmxdq0/s320/10420898-14104277.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Anhelo encontrar algún día...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Un respiro en este largo y <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tenuoso</span> camino...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Y dejar mis viejos vestigios,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">de hombre agotado de tanto buscar.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Anhelo aquel encuentro,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">con quien en mi pecho deposite sus sueños.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Miro el cielo y mis anhelos se quedan en el suelo...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Son mis ojos los que viajan, </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">es mi alma la que se eleva apresurada...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Buscando una luz en la oscuridad,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que me permita ver</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que me ayude a comprender,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que ese amor que busco...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">por ti es real.</span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-3727917199687484464?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mâlikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15945092869943427218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-49533012838960625082009-07-06T17:49:00.000-07:002009-07-06T20:21:04.561-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SlKld_kxyMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pabbzw08QqA/s1600-h/NECESIDAD.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355524841597421762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SlKld_kxyMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pabbzw08QqA/s320/NECESIDAD.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hoy necesito tantas cosas...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">una mano tendida que me brinde su ayuda,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">en esos momentos donde mi cuerpo no da mas...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Necesito de un amigo...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que me brinde su <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">compañía</span></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">cuando todos se fueron de mi lado...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Necesito de un abrazo...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">cuando mis brazos no puedan levantarse...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">en esos momentos cuando de mi rostro</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">unas <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lágrimas</span> no pueden borrarse.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Necesito...de ti</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">pero no como un recuerdo</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">sino como un sentimiento.</span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-4953301283896062508?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-36809686571519252332009-06-30T13:36:00.000-07:002009-06-30T14:10:46.794-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Skp3ZRTqkNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/s0QEBpU8hag/s1600-h/palabras.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353222383109574866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Skp3ZRTqkNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/s0QEBpU8hag/s320/palabras.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Quizás</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">debí</span> comprender </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que los <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">días</span> han pasado...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y allá a lo lejos quedaron,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">solo un recuerdo </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que es hoy parte del pasado...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Quizás</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">debí</span> comprender...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que la soledad nuevamente vendrá...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y en sus brazos me tendrá</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">para que me pierda en el olvido...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y en el silencio viva sumergido.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Tal ves <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">debí</span> aprender...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que una sonrisa vale mas</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que mil palabras escritas...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y que un beso...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">te puede marcar para toda la vida...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Quizás</span> es tarde ya...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">para explicar lo que uno siente...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">o para tratar de detenerte...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">pero en mis labios quedaran...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">aquellas palabras </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que nunca pude dejar en libertad...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Te amo...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></strong></em> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-3680968657151925233?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-21199583585675172662009-06-15T19:04:00.000-07:002009-06-15T19:24:22.734-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Sjb90Z7NdiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5FIKvIHi6Kw/s1600-h/y1pxweU5pajweVGkZG3H9GfLMsPYswX2HouXctuGBbsOUM0EEM0rwnvHGHdnlzRnSpzJbW1JHlyE1o.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347740684303300130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Sjb90Z7NdiI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5FIKvIHi6Kw/s320/y1pxweU5pajweVGkZG3H9GfLMsPYswX2HouXctuGBbsOUM0EEM0rwnvHGHdnlzRnSpzJbW1JHlyE1o.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Es inevitable pensar...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">es inevitable desear volverte a ver...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">es inevitable sentir lo que siento...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">es inevitable decirte...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yo <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">quería</span> soñar contigo,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">una vida unida por nuestro amor</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">pero el tiempo no nos ayudo.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yo <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">quería</span> vencer todos tus miedos...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">pero no pude librarme a tiempo</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">fue mi error y hoy lo lamento.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yo <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">quería</span> entregarte mi vida...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y que tu seas solo <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">mía</span>,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">pero hoy solo me queda tu partida.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sabes...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">yo <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">quería</span> ir a buscarte,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">pero sabia que ya no estabas sola</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y eso causo en mi una herida.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yo <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">quería</span>...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">tan solo poder decirte que te amaba</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">porque tu libraste mi alma...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Yo <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">quería</span>...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">un beso tuyo...solo eso <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">quería</span>.</span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-2119958358567517266?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-68395941085853271662009-06-13T16:04:00.000-07:002009-06-13T17:04:54.712-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SjQ79jo3grI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2TvQf1bxiCs/s1600-h/Escribiendo-2-.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346964586320331442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SjQ79jo3grI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2TvQf1bxiCs/s320/Escribiendo-2-.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hoy quise escribir para ti...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">quise escribir lo que me haces sentir...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">pero sin embargo no pude terminar,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">había</span> tantas cosas por decir</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">tantas cosas <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">volvían</span> a mi.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Es extraño, hoy ya no hay <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lágrimas</span></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">ni penas en mi alma</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">quizás</span> por fin comprendí</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">debía</span> intentar olvidarme de ti.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hoy quise escribir para ti</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">unas palabras que tomen vida,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">esa misma vida que un <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">día</span> me <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ofrecías</span>...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Quise escribir palabras que hablen de ti y de mi...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que hablen de ese amor que <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">sentíamos</span></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">ese amor que hoy <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">volvió</span></span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">ese amor que sentimos y que causa dolor</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">dolor por no poder vivirlo con libertad</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">callando ese deseo profundo de volvernos a amar.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></strong></em> </div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></strong></em> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-6839594108585327166?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-4960240298967794672009-06-09T10:55:00.000-07:002009-06-09T11:05:17.362-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Si6iSRkagoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/khLonLB-Gu4/s1600-h/En+vela[1]...+0110.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345388242572837506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Si6iSRkagoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/khLonLB-Gu4/s320/En+vela%5B1%5D...+0110.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Quizás</span> no notaste, </span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que esta noche esta silenciosa...</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Tal ves no pudiste ver,</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que una luna solitaria alumbra...</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Quizás</span> el silencio,</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">te condujo al sueño...</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Quizás</span> no me escuches,</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Tal ves no me veas...o sientas.</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Pero <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">aquí</span> estoy, </span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">solo contemplando un recuerdo.</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Esperando que se calle el silencio...</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">O que parta de mi lado esta soledad...</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Y deje que mis ojos se cierren.</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Quizás</span> no te diste cuenta, que te pienso...</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Tal ves no te diste cuenta en esta noche...</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Que te extraño.</span></strong></em></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-496024029896779467?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-49577735980330167062009-06-03T18:46:00.000-07:002009-06-03T19:01:47.261-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Sicny09zffI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WlPHhK3fdSI/s1600-h/000_1021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343283237063196146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/Sicny09zffI/AAAAAAAAAG4/WlPHhK3fdSI/s320/000_1021.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hoy esperé tu llamado...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">aun no se porque, pero lo esperaba</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">quizás</span> descansa en mi aquella promesa...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">de esperar aunque todo acabara.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Tengo deseos de regresar...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y caminar <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">buscándote</span> entre tanta gente</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hablándole</span> a aquel río...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">buscando un <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">complice</span>, un abrigo.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hoy esperé tu mirada...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">esa que habla sin soltar palabras,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">y que tan bien le hace a mi alma...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hoy Esperé a que llegarás...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">así como espera un alma ilusionada</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Cuando todos callan solo el corazón habla...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">sin embargo <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">aquí</span> aun estoy,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">esperando aturdido...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;">pues tu silencio...se quedo conmigo.</span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-4957773598033016706?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-51225318626094882762009-05-31T13:09:00.000-07:002009-05-31T13:29:11.149-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SiLoFGI6ZyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M-9sP6cVtW0/s1600-h/000_1025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342087282259814178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SiLoFGI6ZyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/M-9sP6cVtW0/s320/000_1025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hoy quise viajar...</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">viajar hasta donde tu estas,</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">buscarte nuevamente en la inmensidad...</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">aquella inmensidad que nos separa</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">esa que no se compadece de estas dos almas,</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">hoy quise viajar nuevamente</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">engañando un poco a mi mente</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">haciéndole</span> creer que nada ha cambiado</span></em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">diciéndole</span> que pronto volverás a mi lado...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Hoy quise viajar...</span></em></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">con la esperanza de encontrarte</span></em></strong><br /></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">tan solo para decirte...</span></em></strong><br /></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;">que jamas deje de amarte.</span></em></strong></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-5122531862609488276?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-64180663258465745162009-03-11T21:06:00.000-07:002010-03-30T12:00:32.277-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SbiKh-vqXvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RIO5XPIGHtU/s1600-h/2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312148076866723570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SbiKh-vqXvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RIO5XPIGHtU/s320/2.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Dime</span> si el tiempo tiene su final o si es verdad que es inmensa la eternidad?</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Dime</span> si en las noches escuchas los grillos cantar o la soledad no te deja escapar?</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Dime</span> si los pájaros <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">algún</span> día regresarán, o es verdad que su vuelo fue <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">hacia la</span> libertad?</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Dime</span> porque me cuesta tanto gritar, o es que mi garganta se <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">enmudeció</span> de tanto esperar?</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Dime</span> si es verdad que la tristeza calló tu cantar, o si es el miedo a volver a amar?</span></strong></em></p><p><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Dime</span>...por favor, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">dime</span>.</span></strong></em></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-6418066325846574516?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-56998114978441464292009-03-07T17:08:00.001-08:002010-03-31T20:31:34.018-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SbMaqKEIp4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/fs1rsjC6hAA/s1600-h/1140046831_f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310617697158473602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SbMaqKEIp4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/fs1rsjC6hAA/s320/1140046831_f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">A veces siento la necesidad...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">de decir tantas cosas...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">A veces la voz se apaga...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">por temor a engañar al corazón...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">A veces los pensamientos son tan cercanos...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">que hermoso es imaginarnos...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">A veces pienso...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">que todo seria distinto a tu lado...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Como veras aún creo en los sueños</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">y en las cosas que despiertan sentimientos...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Pero hoy siento la <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">necesidad</span>...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">de decirte algo que tengo guardado...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Simplemente quiero decirte...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Te extraño.</span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-5699811497844146429?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-87724770469451249652009-02-08T15:50:00.000-08:002010-03-31T20:30:31.215-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SY90AIDePrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/OQRdls4rQUU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300582831949233842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SY90AIDePrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/OQRdls4rQUU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Quise escapar</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">de lo que mi corazón pueda sentir,</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">y sin embargo cada día</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">volvía a escribir</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">y en mis letras un mensaje escondido</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">había para ti.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Es <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">inútil</span> huir...es <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">difícil</span> olvidar</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">y es tan doloroso recordar...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Cuando aún la herida no sana...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">cuando tus huellas aún <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">están</span> marcadas.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Quise dormir </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">y dejar que el olvido venga por mi.</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Pero solo <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">recibí</span> una caricia en mi rostro...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Fue la esperanza que volvía a mi...</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Diciendome</span>...tranquilo</span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">ella aún piensa en ti.</span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-8772477046945124965?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7755453023941758671.post-56053939187997761692008-09-08T19:57:00.000-07:002010-03-29T19:43:30.705-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SMXmRWPFHSI/AAAAAAAAACA/cRiOKtolm-4/s1600-h/despuesdtodoyi6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243850526843804962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vVgKOlNHaOI/SMXmRWPFHSI/AAAAAAAAACA/cRiOKtolm-4/s320/despuesdtodoyi6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A donde viajaran los versos si la soledad se adueña de mis sentimientos? </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A donde se esconderán las flores... si el dolor se hace fuerte cuando pienso que puedo tenerte? </span></strong></em></div><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A donde se ira el amor... cuado la triseza se adueñe de mi corazón?<br /></span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7755453023941758671-5605393918799776169?l=poemasxsms.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Poemas x smshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01517757494455183249noreply@blogger.com2