Carrusel de Navidad

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Danza en el vaivén de un giro incontenible
Música en mis oídos cansados
Y vecinos que se resignaron a caer en el olvido.

Este giro me está matando
Esta navidad que muestro y no conozco
Este deber estar sin haber elegido.

Los engranajes siguen marchando
Al sonido de la rutina en un mundo mecánico
Sin saber jamás el sabor del placer humano,
Sin ver jamás un cielo que no esté enclaustrado
En este carrusel sin sentido
A ratos muerto, a ratos acelerado.
Eternamente en su viaje a lo nunca soñado.

Comentarios

Anónimo ha dicho que…
..en un karrusel dond solo me keda ver s kuchar karkajadas.. d personas q no konosko
q dicen konocerte al menos finjen saber konocerte ...
...sin saber ellos lo q llevas x dentro...
...sin saber q stas muriendo
kada dia a kada instante...

solo t keda kontemplar...
i sperar aq el tiempo sea parte de tu agonia...
1:22 a. m.
Anónimo ha dicho que…
..spero tus komntarios...

http://lnfernalia.blogspot.com/

nos vemos
..in the hell !!!
1:23 a. m.
kaisser ha dicho que…
Reinventa y los sin sentidos y rutinas se disiparán...

Lindo espacio, un abrazo
2:06 a. m.
The Watcher In Your Mirror ha dicho que…
jaja hola mi niña. gracias por pasarte por mi blog, yo tambien estoy de sequia, en parte por problemas laborales y tambien por problemas de salud. Y porque a veces el coco no da para mas. Por eso ahora casi ni leo ni escribo.

Pero esta vez he hecho un esfuerzo XD, y debo reconocer que generalmente las ultimas partes de tus poemas me matan. "en ese viaje a lo nunca soñado"... sabes concretar muy bien en una frase lo que yo a veces hago con divagaciones que encima no llegan a expresar lo que quiero como lo haces tu.

pero bueno, si al menos sirve para inspirarte, como has dicho, bienvenido sea. aunque ya sera menos jajajajja

cuidate mozuela ;)

Besos
7:12 p. m.
Gittana ha dicho que…
Hola preciosa!!!! hermoso carrusel!!!!
9:52 a. m.
blackeagle-italiano ha dicho que…
Concuerdo con Tana, la imagen del carrusel es excelente!!

El texto no puede explicar mejor algo clave en la vida, diria que el significado de continuar con animos para seguir día a día, si no va uno tras lo nuevo, rumbo ese sendero que el humano por naturaleza busca, siempre ir por ese algo que le hace falta a uno!!

Besos Mey!!
10:11 p. m.
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