Poems by:

Maria del Carmen Aranda

MOONLESS NIGHT

The old woman is gone and
alone I contemplate the intricate destiny.
The darkness invades everything
moonless night.
Where did the fireflies go
that illuminated the narrow roads?
I wait painfully laying my knees on the dry land, dry land of tears,
expecting nothing.


The faithful calendar took everything to the days without a name.

 

And I hear a voice! Maria!

 

And I'm running with my black dress of sorrow in my soul,
I throw myself in his arms
I take off my veil and burst into tears.

Maria del Carmen Aranda
Writer / Poet

Vice President of the North American Academy of Modern International Literature
Member of the North American Academy of Modern International Literature (ANLMI)
Member of the International Academy of Sciences, Technology, Education and Humanities (AICTEH)

María del Carmen Aranda

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