THE PIT

Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS





THE PIT 

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The hole becomes a pit
narrowing life
in the abyss

 

That light they extinguish in us
in the sea that advances toward us
in those cold and violent waves
while they dig our graves

 

In that pit that grows and grows
in that abyss, in that trap
where life slips away from us
in that deranged world
where they dismiss us
into cold death

 

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EL POZO

 

El agujero se hace pozo
estrechando la vida
en el abismo

 

Esa luz que nos apagan
en el mar que nos avanza
en esas olas frías y violentas
mientras nos escarban las fosas

 

En ese pozo que crece y crece
en ese abismo, en esa trampa
donde la vida se nos escapa
en ese mundo desvariado
donde nos despiden
en la fría muerte

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Comments6

  • Friendship

    Nicely written. Your poem conveys feelings of hopelessness as it describes a relentless, advancing force (the sea) that represents the overwhelming challenges and dangers in life.

    • Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS

      Terrifying times—life feels scarier, and we are moving further and further away from being able to control the course of our lives. Thank you very much for commenting.

    • sorenbarrett

      There is a feeling of imminent terror and lack of control in this poem. The assumption is that they refers to society, technology, an evolving world. Nicely written my friend

    • Syd

      Nicely written.

      - Syd 🍄

    • soheil khodaparasti

      A haunting meditation on despair and dehumanization.

    • Tristan Robert Lange

      What a powerful poem, Carlos. The walls keep closing in while the abyss itself grows larger…a grim image of lives being steadily stripped of space, dignity, and hope. This one leaves a chill behind, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

      • Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS

        “Dreadful times, times of darkness… Thank you very much for stopping by these lines.

      • NafisaSB

        A truly haunting poem 👌✌️well done



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