Hopelessly Hopeful

Dedicated to my dear friend Arif Saad 

by Marivel Guzman

Contemplating the pain,
I felt the pain hurt,
as a burning thorn,
as an infuriated rose.

Wanting to dulcify the injury
with the honey of my soul,
bitter salty rivers
of tears sprouting out.

The scavenging terror
had eaten from my womb,
that was always immense,
always eternal.

I have felt the others pain
fluttering with anguish,
asking to the sky Mercy!, Have
Not found what he looks for?.

On the bloody Meadows,
flies the angel of madness
drinking of your breath
feeding from your dwelling.

I Feel your pain
stabbing, with out stopping
I feel it in the air
deep fear,

I have drunk from the bitterness,
I have tasted your rudeness,
I ate my sadness,
and give you my caress.

Rest on my blossom
drink from my soul,
there is abundance
respite, solace

Take refugee in my soft veil
cover your open wound
I am the flower’s honey
waiting for the bee

Friend in distress


by Marivel Guzman Jun 22, 2010

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