I live trapped in the stone your hands expertly carved,
and placed between your stained glass door and rusty iron bars…
I’ve been on the other side of a weapon like this,
the one in your head,
the one in your hand,
the one in your bed,
the one you can’t
anymore understand.
A few times in my life I’ve found myself like this…
And I have been a ghost that only you can see,
a few times in my life…
I’ve been on the other side of so many things in my life,
like you,
like her,
like them,
like the reflection in the mirror that I see.
I am the other side of a weapon like this,
the one that you dread,
the one you can’t find,
the one where I’m dead,
the one without time…
Because I am the ghost that you’ll never forget
and I know you will think of me
a few times in your life…
C.2021, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 11 APR 2021, Valencia, España
JaZzArt en València 
How incredibly provocative and such splendor and sadness as we feel your entrapment. Caught. Splendid poetry my friend. Love to you both. ❤️
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Thank you so very much Joni! Peace, love and blessings to you both ♥️🙏🏻😊
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You are so welcome Francis. Hugs, peace and love to the two of you as well.
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🙏😊🙏🌷💛🌺
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Precioso poema.
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Muchas gracias Azurea.
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Your poem is hauntingly beautiful, my friend!!
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Thank you so much Kristian 🙏🏻😊🙏🏻
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A mix of emotions expressed in this poem. A thought provoking read.
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Thank you Cassa
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Very appropriate for Halloween. Interesting point of view.
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Thank you Pat, yeah… maybe for Halloween 🎃
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Beautifully crafted. Full of tension and emotions. Loved the form and perspective. Well done, my friend!
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Thank you so much my brother! It certainly means a lot to have your reply and greatly appreciated, so glad you liked it.
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