Verses of WayStation

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"Poor writers who write looking for success, a social recognition or admiration of readers, poor writers and poor his inspiration. Written words do not need frills or for the approval of any Academy, writing is an act of folly, of temperance and sweeping passion that always arises spontaneously from the passionate heart of poets"

The Train of Poets. Verses of WayStation.

In my case, write are vital drives, an escape valve that I released the pressure, perhaps for this tip I wrote almost all subjects and almost all literary genres, from the black Chronicles to the war correspondents, music, art, cinema and the world of television, tributes, letters letters, obituaries, political Chronicles, novels of all genres, children's stories, theatre, animal torture, the abuse of the weak, of racism, sexism, of kitchen, esotericism, of superstitions, addictions, taras, hobbies, all religions of the world and also the abuse and police violence.

With greater or lesser success he had written everything that could write in a multi-thematic on Web, but poetry was an unresolved issue that modesty, by a great deal of respect to the authors I never dared to approach. I devoured books of poetry since I can remember, I have also composed any writing in the form of song, but composing looking for rhyme not I had dared ever, I have always thought that poets are born and not made on the basis of a technique.

When connected with the John Train, between perplexity and emotion... thought... Why Not?

The Poetry Train allowed me to connect with many poets, It was then that I began to include in my writing simple compositions that attempt to tell a situation, in the form of poetry, a legend, a fiction or a true story.

Will I have much recklessness, my poetic compositions follow a formal measure, but the verses are free, without subjection to any technique and his movement in spiral follows the guidelines of the hearts of the readers.

Rain, wind and uneasiness,
soul, body and compassion,
dead times of injustice,
Carnation wounded in the heart.

To the rain and to the Sun van the wounds,
between fire and ice lies salvation,
soul and body generating lives,
death, time, and life...
An illusion?

Calm, fear and loneliness,
land, sludge from the passion,
old ashes of the notice,
winds of anger and chart.

Fire and snow stag nights,
by water and the mud is the illusion,
between the bead and the missives straws,
between your life and mine...
An intention?

Calm, fear and a drawer,
land, sludge from the passion,
old ashes of alienation,
winds of wrath and negative earth.

To the rain and to the Sun van the wounds,
between fire and ice lies salvation,
soul and body generating lives,
life, death, and time...
An illusion?

Lucas Lazar. Counting Things.

Poetry is universal, Universal are human emotions, fear, hate, anger, love, pain, joy, courage and the lamentations are feelings and situations of a general nature, poetry is a tool used to represent either graphic or literary, a large part of the emotions experienced in the interior of the mind.

The poets soil les almost... forgive everything, even insubstantial or bored, always valuing the creation I dive into your world, and I always take something positive from the meeting, there is only one thing that makes me to abhor such important authors such as Vargas Llosa and Jorge Luis Borges, among other banned authors of my personal Poetic Olympus, that are misleading, corrutos and bad people, in that quality, its literature becomes verbiage and his personality is dissolved like smoke.

I want this paper devote to all poets and all writers who travel the Web, the list is so broad that it would take me hours to write the name of all those who in one way or another, I follow, read and which form a crucial part of my work.

"To be able to accurately describe the thoughts and emotions, knowledge of spelling and vocabulary are very important, but still it is much more important for a writer having lived hundreds of nights, thousands of stories and millions of days, be a good person and have a commitment to the truth and life"

The Train of Poets.  Verses of WayStation.

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