It Belongs Not to Me.


Dancing with never ending fields

Three pairs of feet leaping across water

The air swollen with pollen

A single spotlight behind glass

People drunk with glee

Words spitting out of control

Lungs deflating with laughter

Dresses and jeans waltz with rhythm

A pair of pearly whites at every angle

Notes spring off with calculation

My hands flying octaves

Sounds resonate fetching wrinkled eyes

A single spotlight, hovering above

Animated fingers race out of tempo


                        . . .


Beyond polished glass

My eyes wrinkle in fascination

Pearly whites gleaming

A single spotlight, it belongs not to me.



CC BY-SA 4.0 It Belongs Not to Me. by Lily is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.

1 Comment
  1. Sofia 7 months ago

    Estimada Lily:

    Estoy asombrada por tu poema, “No pertenece a mi ” por que hay cosas que deseamos hacer, pero que enrealidad no las podemos realizar y nos damos cuenta de que en realidad no son para nosotros.

    Una frase que escribiste que se destaca para mi es”Mas alla de vidrio pulido mis ojos se arrugan en la fascinación, perlas blancas brillantes un único punto de mira, no me pertenece” por que hay personas a quienes sus papás lo obligan a estudiar o hacer algo que en realidad no les gusta y no las pueden realizar por que no pertenecen a ello.

    Gracias por tu escritura.Espero ver lo que escribes a continuación, pues quiero saber mas sobre lo que escribes acerca de lo que no nos pertenece.


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