Rain & Bliss -Poetry-

By: William Rosado Ocasio & Nerivaliz Villafañe Colón

It rains over the dark world
Purple roses of transparent steam
That sprinkle over the wet faces
With a green substance that cause the bliss.

Rain in my eyes
When you don’t see behind the lies
The sun in my heart
That shines for you.

The wind is dragging it
To the most remote places in the universe
Cluster of the no-mind of the animal
That move between the feet of men.

Lost hero of water
Lost hero of wind
Lost hero of darkness
that lives within me

Monster of the night
That runs inside the mind
Of the mistress of the darkness
That washes in rain the bloodied hands of a martyr.

Mistress, oh mistress, with the red rain you’ve gone
with the red heart I gave you
with the voice of my song
Mistress, oh dark cat of a mistress, dancing panther of my soul!

Rain in everyplace that the darkness takes home
Eating up the dream of humans, eating up our lightly souls
That sleeps in the belly of a dormant lion
Where the dark desires consume the lust of ambiguous corpses.

Ambiguous life and heaven that fills me
Ambiguous dream that's eaten, oh no
leaving me empty of rain to fall
leaving me nothing and nothing at all

Oh, windows that comes to the door
To say goodbye to the masters of unknown,
Angels that blow the winds of the north
And fill my mind with heroes that I don’t know…

Angels and demons
Demons with angels
Angels the heroes
Of devils from rainstorms.

Things that happen in a winter’s night,
Holidays of the summer’s chanting voices:
Rain that becomes hero of humanity,
Bliss that consume the void and the noises.