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domingo, 26 de enero de 2014

You will be whoever you want to be...



Today you will be what you want to be
you decide to where the road takes you,
will travel in the twilight of your days without weakness

And when you turning your head at a moment in time,
you find that you had walked by that spot,
and again you have earned own reins.

The constancy drew a watercolor full of luck you,
you fought a thousand battles, beat in equal parts,
but nobody could never quench the fire of your soul

There is something that other people have lost throughout the process,
does not exist jail that can enclose your spirit,
no one can extinguish the light of the star that you have forged,
no one can impede that one day you would fly away,
nobody can get away from the goal you have marked

You are the master of your own life,
you are the owner of your soul

But do not declare victory yet, everything is about to happen,
with the dawn you will hear the echo of footsteps that tread you,
to 86,400 seconds to lose the new train

But as far as regards today...
...you have earned it.

jueves, 16 de enero de 2014

#Microcuentos del 1 al 15 de enero de 2014


domingo, 12 de enero de 2014

Short stories


"The first one was because all had finished
The second one, the fear about what would happen after
and thus silence invaded another silence."

"Although she was small she had big dreams
So she was growing a little more every night  to catch it up "on tiptoe"."

"When you choose one door, you burn the other. So it is hard to choose
A part of us longs for them to survive the flames."

"That outset meant several farewells. Because sometimes things finish with beginnings and not with endings."

"Days that you had not played your cards as well as you should, and  you just can wait that the night shuffle and then distribute."

"Everybody told me that I had missed the train of my life. I guess that they can not see a world full of train stations."

"Luck is looked for one, though sometimes it finds us."

"It was difficult to discern whether the stories ended in silence or the silence ended the stories."

"That night she dreamed with him. Her subconscious wanted that they celebrated  in that oneiric world which would have been their 50th anniversary."

"Since that day he promised himself: Don't settle, don't chase ghost of the past, not taking shortcuts and look for the illusion into eyes."

""What do you do in the first day of the year, it will repeat the whole year" She smiled, cried and make mistakes. She wanted a year plenty of feelings."

"That penny had been giving luck for a lot of years. He threw it as far as possible. He wanted to start to get things by himself."




lunes, 6 de enero de 2014

Mejores #Microcuentos 2013