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Como está mi gente bella de Hive y 3speak? en esta oportunidad les traigo otro poema musicalizado de esta iniciativa creada por mi persona, la cual pueden ver Aquí . Voy a recompensar al poeta, autor con el 25% de ganancia en HBD que genere este post, para motivarlos a que sigan creando obras tan maravillosas para la plataforma, sin más preámbulo…
A continuación les presentare el poema de @numa26 titulado Venus Jardinera
Esculpido en mármol, su cuerpo ya se ahogaba
soñaba con príncipes, en un corcel de rosa
Tras oculta sonrisa encriptada, suspiraba
Y su mirada inerte anhelando ver ansiosa
Ella muy coqueta con los mozos que pasaban
En ellos despierta deseos, ternura, amor
Su cuerpo desnudo, hasta los dioses amaban
Vivía ilusionada, al oír un ruiseñor
Las tardes lluviosas predicen un cruel invierno
Fraguaron las gotas de una ventisca fría
Eran momentos duros para su rostro tierno
Lágrimas en sus mejillas cual gotas sentía
Cerca de la fuente un soñador caniblanca,
aquel viejo poeta que con pluma en mano,
hurgaba su musa concentrado en la banca
Letras inspiradas para su amor lejano
Estatua admirada por músicos, artistas
Alardean sus sueños y mucha inspiración
Atriles, pinceles , óleos y violinistas ,
desnudan la imagen, componiendo su canción
Noches silentes, solo chasquidos entretenía
Amantes furtivos que a escondidas disfrutaban,
ocultos tras la escultura, ella no lo entendería
Asombrada miraba ¡Cuánto amor! derrochaban
Desprendiendo las hojas el otoño sinuoso,
escultores modelaban la bella silueta
Aquel talle esbelto, con el busto mas hermoso,
nadie podrá imitarla, es musa para el poeta
Si les gusto mi iniciativa déjenme saberlo en los comentarios, y espero poder musicalizar otro poema, muchas gracias por su atención.
How is my beautiful people of Hive and 3speak? this time I bring you another poem set to music of this initiative created by me, which you can see Here . I will reward the poet, author with 25% of profit in HBD that generates this post, to motivate them to continue creating such wonderful works for the platform, without further ado ....
Next I will present the poem by @numa26 titled Venus Jardinera
Sculpted in marble, her body already drowning
dreamed of princes, on a rose steed
Behind hidden encrypted smile, she sighed
And his inert gaze longing to see anxious
She was very flirtatious with the passing waiters
In them she awakens desires, tenderness, love
Her naked body, even the gods loved her.
She lived with illusion, when she heard a nightingale
Rainy afternoons foretold a cruel winter
Forged the drops of a cold blizzard
They were hard times for her tender face
Tears on her cheeks like drops she felt
Near the fountain a dreamer canniblanca,
that old poet who, with pen in hand,
He was rummaging his muse concentrated on the bench
Inspired lyrics for his distant love
Statue admired by musicians, artists
They flaunt their dreams and lots of inspiration
Lecterns, brushes, oils and violinists ,
undress the image, composing their song
Silent nights, only clicks entertained
Furtive lovers who secretly enjoyed,
Hidden behind the sculpture, she would not understand.
How much love! they squandered
shedding the leaves of the winding autumn,
sculptors were modeling the beautiful silhouette
That slender waist, with the most beautiful bust,
No one can imitate her, she is the poet's muse.
If you like my initiative let me know in the comments, and I hope to musicalize another poem, thank you very much for your attention.
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