Serendi Poetry Presentando: Arma al alma ✨
Es de humanos. Si eres humano has sido su víctima o tal vez la has acunado en ocasiones, cegandote al daño que puede hacer, incluso más a tí que a quien la diriges.🐍 Es un Arma Al Alma
Todo lo que deseamos a otros se nos devuelve, desde el corazón invitamos a hacer introspección y sanación en caso de sospechar sufrir de este mal. ♥️
Nunca es tarde para crecer y mejorar. Este mensaje es incluso un recordatorio personal, pues nunca sabemos cuando podríamos caer en tal trampa abismal.
Arma al Alma
I
Sentimiento que carcome
Al que lo siente, domina
Y el que no lo extermina
En su vida se interpone
II
No hay certera medicina
Sólo basta observación
De los actos que maquinas
En momentos de tensión
III
En el deseo de tener
No existe la desidia
En el placer de ver perder
Encontrarás la envidia.
IV
Hay quien alimenta su alma
A veces con una canción
Más la envidia es el arma
Que envenena su corazón.
Arma al alma es un poema colaborativo de María Franco y @vjeanns, integrantes de @SerendiSound. Compuesto en cuartetas, de versos octosílabos (haciendo uso de Sinalefas) y rimas consonantes y asonantes en estructuras: cruzada y encadenada.
Si conoces a alguien que la sufra, envíale este poema 😏 o tal vez guárdalo para hacer uso de el mismo en momentos dados.♥️
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Serendi Poetry Introducing: Weapon to the Soul ✨
It's a human thing. If you're human you've most certainly been its victim or maybe nursed it sometimes, blinding yourself to the damage it can provoke, even more on yourself then who you feel it over. It's a Weapon to the soul
Everything we wish for others gets right back to ourselves, from the bottom of our hearts we convide you to do some self checking and healing in case of suspecting being a tool and victim to this illness.
It is never to late to grow up and be better, This message it's also a personal reminder, because we never know when could we fall into this abismal trap.
Weapon to the Soul
I
Feeling that gnaws
Whoever feels it, it'll dominate
And if they don't exterminate
Their lives will halt.
II
There ain't certain medicine
You just have to watch out
For what's in your thoughts
When you're flood in adrenaline
III
In the desire of having more
You'll find no laziness
In your joy for somebody's loss
You'll show enviousness
IV
There's who feed their soul
Sometimes with a song
Though envy is an ordnance
That poisons their heart
Weapon to the soul is a collaborative poem by María Franco and @vjeanns, members of @SerendiSound. This piece has been adapted for the sake of rhymes in a different language than it was first created, yet the message we meant to deliver with our verses remains the same.
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