Thanks for your awesome poem. I translated to English and i could read your poem. Weldone, this is a great job.

Kindly compose poems for blurt and post using the tag #blurttalenthunt, we want to promote BLURT through evey and any available means.

This is the English version of your peom below :
Poem: Someday you will understand me
Today I return again, after 12 days of absence, product of poor health, there are still consequences, I am at half machine, soon I will be at 100% and more, to return fully, to resume my daily publications.
Today, Sunday, I wrote this poem, amidst a tumult of emotions and memories, I hope you like it 😎 😎 😎

Someday you will understand me


I'll write you a poem some day
So you understand how I felt
Before so much abandonment,
In your malevolent distance
That buried me like rubble
In the kilometers that separated us ...

I'll write you a cold poem
No blankets, no coat,
So that one day you will understand
How it feels to be alone
Feeling the strong night air,
That twists you in the white sheets
No heat, no smell and no meaning ...

Someday I'll write a poem
So you know that my flowers faded
You neglected the irrigation
Roses, jasmine, sunflowers and tulips,
They dried up,
You did not pay it, you left it in the distance,
You didn't measure the time
It became eternal ...


Someday I'll write a poem without letters
In some white pages invisible as the wind,
Limitless and free,
That when passing your fingers one day over your skin,
You feel me like a messenger
That became mute,
That he no longer feels anything to say,
That the end of that message has already died,
That the sender went deaf in the past,
Your ears were uncovered when there was no longer a remedy ...

If one day you had listened to me
You would have understood me
If you only put yourself in my place
You would know what he had felt in all this time ...
Now you have your own poison without antidote,
I became immune to you ...


Without just that day you would have understood me,
Everything would be different between you and me
But it won your needs, your pride and your individualism ...


Someday you will write me a poem, about how you feel,
You will cry on my shoulder
Maybe I'll listen to you out of courtesy
But you will have understood that time passes and does not stop,
I followed my life
Grab other trails,
I understood that life goes on,
That there will be someone on the road,
Someone who loves me and values ​​me
For what I am,
No, let him ignore me
As you did, those days in that wicked distance ...


Until next time #blurtfriends


Her friend La Poetisa La Flor Pálida M.M.🌻🌻🌻

They are loved a lot in the distance but not in oblivion ... ♥ ️ ♥ ️ ♥ ️