ILLUSION

ILLUSION

Life translating this illusion
From what I feed and I can not
Winning the most comprehensive homelessness
Marking the days that cloudy summer
My eyes plumb and in another direction
Where he tried to be a friend
I separate the chaff from the end and wheat
And follow without knowing such procession.
Empowering the world softly
Just what can both barriers?
Future bolder or less rude.
While poetry to protect me now
The term dilated Hope
Gradually get tired sometimes to no avail.

MARCOS LOURES