UNFINISHED
Treasured books, dead words,
books I bought and will never read,
books waiting to be written.
A life incomplete, alive,
words drifting away
until they die.
Stories,
unfinished,
lives that fade,
unfinished endings.
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September 25th, 2026 02:48
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INACABADOS
Libros atesorados, palabras muertas,
libros comprados que nunca leeré,
libros que se empiezan a escribir.
Una vida incompleta, viva,
palabras que se van
hasta morir.
Historias
inacabadas,
vidas que se van,
inacabados finales.
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25 de Septiembre de 2026
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Author:
Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS (
Online) - Published: September 25th, 2026 02:48
- Comment from author about the poem: IA: A ember rising slowly, a light that shines without burning. Beauty that leaves a residue. When something is truly beautiful, it is never lost. Even if we translate it, write it, tell it, transform it… a remainder stays, an echo, a faint light. ----- Una brasa que sube lentamente, que ilumina sin quemar La belleza que deja residuo Cuando algo es verdaderamente bello, nunca se pierde del todo. Aunque lo traduzcamos, lo escribamos, lo contemos, lo transformemos…. queda un resto, un eco, una luz mínima- We all bear the quiet guilt of books purchased and left to rest on the shelf, and of projects—or imagined versions of ourselves—that never reached completion. A poem gathers that small, everyday melancholy and lifts it into something universal, touched with a gentle beauty.
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Comments2
Lovely Carlos you have touched a thing common to most of us who have so many things we have bought into from objects to relationships that we have put aside for various reasons and will never finish. They all have resonance. Nicely written
Quite relatable. I'm a sucker for not finishing book I start or buying more that I don't read.
I like the message of the poem.
- Syd 🍄
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