“Only the splatter of the solemn rain
Can presage this very unexpected tragedy
An episode of a consequence full of pain,
Even the best prophet couldn’t think of such strategy.
The Love of my life fades away
With her disturbingly beautiful smile
In my mind she needs to stay
Keeping her unusual and distinctive style.
In the corner of my eye a small drop slides
Believing that I will never see you again,
While the rain rages and it stick into my brain
I’m still thinking my heart will divide.
Being paralyzed while you pass by,
Possesing a letter unaddressed
A simple imaginary feint,lousy and shy
Allowing the encounter to be repressed.
Perceiving a word of denial
On her lips that completely shatters me
This situation seems to be a trial
To prove how my felicity delays for me.
Wishing to have you by my side
It’s the most indecipherable joy
The biggest howl of hope for a lonely boy
And I predict this cry someday will be replied.
One cannot foretell the future
Much less the almighty Love
My relief is you could applied your suture
And finally being both the happiest thereof.”
*Poem translated from another own creation in Spanish titled as “La Semana más larga”*