<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:17:15.189-08:00</updated><category term='Reflexión'/><category term='Cuento'/><category term='Poesia'/><category term='Microcuento'/><category term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Palabras solo palabras</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-108494823221028105</id><published>2010-11-26T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T17:45:21.608-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Porque te amo</title><content type='html'>Porque te amo tanto&lt;br /&gt;sufro de esta manera&lt;br /&gt;porque te amo tanto&lt;br /&gt;vivo en esta condena.&lt;br /&gt;Y si te amo de esta forma&lt;br /&gt;solo necesito que me des&lt;br /&gt;una porción de tus sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;sin mas pedir tal vez solo una mirada.&lt;br /&gt;Porque te amo tanto&lt;br /&gt;ya vivo en mi mundo interno&lt;br /&gt;mundo en el que solo tu te encuentras&lt;br /&gt;mundo en el que te amo a mi manera.&lt;br /&gt;No se si tu sientes así&lt;br /&gt;no se si tu sueñas así&lt;br /&gt;solo me interesa&lt;br /&gt;que por lo menos pienses en mí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-108494823221028105?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/108494823221028105/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=108494823221028105' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/108494823221028105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/108494823221028105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2010/11/porque-te-amo.html' title='Porque te amo'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-6775632247462609413</id><published>2010-11-25T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T18:02:45.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INVITACIÓN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOS INVITO A QUE PASEN A VISITAR MI NUEVO BLOG..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://pensamientoscristalizados.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-6775632247462609413?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/6775632247462609413/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=6775632247462609413' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6775632247462609413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6775632247462609413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2010/11/invitacion.html' title='INVITACIÓN!!!'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-7623588266718682804</id><published>2010-11-24T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T17:44:14.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Culpas</title><content type='html'>Independientemente de los pensamientos.&lt;br /&gt;independientemente de los sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;por sobre todas las cosas te encuentras tú&lt;br /&gt;mi gran maravilla, mi gran deseo y utopía.&lt;br /&gt;Independientemente de muchas razones erroneas&lt;br /&gt;de muchas causas borradas, solo una rosa entiende la realidad&lt;br /&gt;mientras nos golpeamos con palabras desgarrantes&lt;br /&gt;podríamos unir estos sentimientos para amarnos y jamás pelearnos.&lt;br /&gt;Independientemente de ti o de mí,&lt;br /&gt;solo somos dos almas unidas por Dios&lt;br /&gt;no dejemos pasar este momento, toma mi mano &lt;br /&gt;y recorramos el sendero de la vida juntos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-7623588266718682804?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/7623588266718682804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=7623588266718682804' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7623588266718682804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7623588266718682804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2010/11/culpas.html' title='Culpas'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-3037747278788434915</id><published>2010-11-24T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T17:21:17.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palabras</title><content type='html'>¿Cuál es el valor actual que la sociedad le otorga a la palabra?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-3037747278788434915?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/3037747278788434915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=3037747278788434915' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/3037747278788434915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/3037747278788434915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2010/11/palabras.html' title='Palabras'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-6285847425779049207</id><published>2010-11-09T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T18:07:23.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El regalo más grande</title><content type='html'>El regalo más grande que Dios me puede dar, es el permitirme ver tu sonrisa en cada despertar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-6285847425779049207?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/6285847425779049207/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=6285847425779049207' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6285847425779049207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6285847425779049207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2010/11/el-regalo-mas-grande.html' title='El regalo más grande'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-6473335305038121940</id><published>2009-03-14T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:27:07.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Extrañar</title><content type='html'>Me falta un corazón &lt;br /&gt;porque se ha ido&lt;br /&gt;me falta un amor&lt;br /&gt;porque lo he perdido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Añoro sus recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;ignoro sus defectos&lt;br /&gt;porque ese ha sido mi amor&lt;br /&gt;mi amor eterno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque me faltes &lt;br /&gt;te seguire amando&lt;br /&gt;porque extraño tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;que sofocaba mi llanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdos de un pasado&lt;br /&gt;de felicidades y alegrias&lt;br /&gt;visiones de un futuro&lt;br /&gt;sin amor y sin compañia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces te extraño tanto&lt;br /&gt;y creo no poder soportar&lt;br /&gt;vivir un minuto &lt;br /&gt;sin a tu lado estar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-6473335305038121940?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/6473335305038121940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=6473335305038121940' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6473335305038121940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6473335305038121940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2009/03/extranar.html' title='Extrañar'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-8254796708849736708</id><published>2008-12-27T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T05:44:17.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Frase II</title><content type='html'>Estoy feliz, mañana no se; pero no me importa porque me importa el ahora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-8254796708849736708?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/8254796708849736708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=8254796708849736708' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/8254796708849736708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/8254796708849736708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/12/frase-ii.html' title='Frase II'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-7359129884205882237</id><published>2008-12-13T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T09:49:24.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>No está bueno</title><content type='html'>No está bueno ser como fui e intentar cambiar&lt;br /&gt;No está bueno encontrarte y quererte amar.&lt;br /&gt;Si he hecho las cosas mal&lt;br /&gt;No está bueno volver a hablar.&lt;br /&gt;Con negligencia e hipocresía&lt;br /&gt;No está bueno decirte como te quería.&lt;br /&gt;Si prefiero el silencio y no quiero escuchar&lt;br /&gt;No esta bueno que me quieras molestar.&lt;br /&gt;Solo yo te pido que entiendas esta situación&lt;br /&gt;Porque no está bueno que me ignores sin alguna razón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-7359129884205882237?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/7359129884205882237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=7359129884205882237' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7359129884205882237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7359129884205882237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-est-bueno.html' title='No está bueno'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-1399443580627556701</id><published>2008-11-08T16:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:58:35.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><title type='text'>Mi destino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SRY1qw_MBtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kGxQRM2LEnQ/s1600-h/1190258353_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SRY1qw_MBtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kGxQRM2LEnQ/s320/1190258353_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266455823077082834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada ves que me veo sentado y sin hacer nada, un sentimiento repulsivo invade el ambiente que me rodea. Sentimientos de hostilidad son los que puedo ver desde esa posición tan potencial, tan pasiva. &lt;br /&gt;He intentado moverme, actuar pero una fuerza mayor que la de mi voluntad no me lo permite. He querido averiguar cual es la naturaleza de ese fenómeno paralizador, pero no encuentro respuesta alguna. &lt;br /&gt;He analizado cada momento, cada instante y cada variable, para poder comprender mejor aún mi situación, pero todo es en vano ya que siempre encuentro la misma respuesta, siempre regreso a donde partí.&lt;br /&gt;Camino en círculos vagabundeando en el inmenso infinito de la soledad,pero todo es potencial ya que mi cuerpo sigue inmóvil, es mi alma y mis pensamientos los que me llevan de un lugar a otro sin razón alguna.&lt;br /&gt;Yo siempre he querido comprender cual es mi misión y creo que por un momento estoy comprendiendo cual es. La misión a la que me han asignado en este pequeño mundo mortal es la de recorrer el infinito buscando lo que nunca encontrare, y encontrando lo que nunca busqué. tropezando con las miserias de la vanidad de las personas, cayendo en el abismo de las vacilaciones y cortándome con el filo de la envidia.&lt;br /&gt;Este es mi destino chocar contra todas esas paredes de la ingenuidad humana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-1399443580627556701?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/1399443580627556701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=1399443580627556701' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/1399443580627556701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/1399443580627556701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/11/mi-destino.html' title='Mi destino'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SRY1qw_MBtI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kGxQRM2LEnQ/s72-c/1190258353_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-962640236421621819</id><published>2008-10-15T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:47:06.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><title type='text'>Reflexion I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SPYsjBZC2VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DAHYOCmzgE4/s1600-h/pensar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SPYsjBZC2VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DAHYOCmzgE4/s320/pensar.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257438595182156114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frecuentemente se piensa que la vida no tiene sentido, pero yo creo que no es así. Tal vez lo he pensado pero eso depende de mi situación. Aceptando ayuda uno puede salir de cualquier situación que nos tenga inhibido y atrapado en la más profunda soledad. Solo hay que abrir el corazón y aceptar a las personas que realmente te aprecian.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque estés en una situación en la que crees que no se tiene salida, piensa que nada es imposible, que se puede llegar a lo que se quiere siempre que te lo propongas.&lt;br /&gt;Así que nunca te rindas antes situaciones adversas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-962640236421621819?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/962640236421621819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=962640236421621819' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/962640236421621819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/962640236421621819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/10/reflexion-i.html' title='Reflexion I'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SPYsjBZC2VI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DAHYOCmzgE4/s72-c/pensar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-7002309031696016355</id><published>2008-10-13T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:35:35.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SPOG3hbytaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GdtDQrtsLns/s1600-h/luz-ao-fundo-do-tunel_4discovery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SPOG3hbytaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GdtDQrtsLns/s320/luz-ao-fundo-do-tunel_4discovery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256693478497367458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente aparecio la luz&lt;br /&gt;iluminó el firmamento&lt;br /&gt;iluminó mi camino&lt;br /&gt;y pude ver cuán distante estas tu de mi&lt;br /&gt;cuan distante esta tu amor de mi corazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero me permitio saber&lt;br /&gt;que existe una oportunidad&lt;br /&gt;que tu estas pensando en mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente se encendio &lt;br /&gt;la luz de la esperanza&lt;br /&gt;en mi corazon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-7002309031696016355?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/7002309031696016355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=7002309031696016355' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7002309031696016355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7002309031696016355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/10/luz.html' title='Luz'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SPOG3hbytaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/GdtDQrtsLns/s72-c/luz-ao-fundo-do-tunel_4discovery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-7989672663429887869</id><published>2008-10-09T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T10:16:38.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Temor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SO48bCFd9SI/AAAAAAAAAHc/02a56XFAK38/s1600-h/20070423201002-hoteldeville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SO48bCFd9SI/AAAAAAAAAHc/02a56XFAK38/s320/20070423201002-hoteldeville.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255204250301887778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por temor a no reconocer&lt;br /&gt;mis errores, estoy perdido&lt;br /&gt;no encuentro el rumbo&lt;br /&gt;ni el sentido de vivir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por temor a conocerme&lt;br /&gt;ya no duermo ni sueño&lt;br /&gt;mi vida no tiene sentido&lt;br /&gt;por este temor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por temor a no tenerte&lt;br /&gt;paso las noches llorando&lt;br /&gt;inviernos encerrados&lt;br /&gt;sin salir y sin amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por temor a perderte&lt;br /&gt;no quiero buscarte&lt;br /&gt;no quiero encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;y tampoco hablarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que pienso en eso&lt;br /&gt;una flor pierde sus pétalos&lt;br /&gt;y por temor a que muera &lt;br /&gt;ni a pensar me atrevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por temor a encontrar la verdad&lt;br /&gt;ya no hablo ni sonrío,&lt;br /&gt;por temor a encontrar la verdad&lt;br /&gt;ya no quiero estar en tu vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ese temor se tiene que ir&lt;br /&gt;porque te encontré, te hablé,&lt;br /&gt;te sonreí y no lloré&lt;br /&gt;el miedo se esfumó &lt;br /&gt;en el momento en que me miraste&lt;br /&gt;en el momento en que me hablaste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-7989672663429887869?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/7989672663429887869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=7989672663429887869' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7989672663429887869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7989672663429887869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/10/temor.html' title='Temor'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SO48bCFd9SI/AAAAAAAAAHc/02a56XFAK38/s72-c/20070423201002-hoteldeville.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-4141258866901003991</id><published>2008-10-01T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:36:08.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Frase I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SOPDBDnClNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Z-Y4VSNA7C4/s1600-h/abismo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SOPDBDnClNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Z-Y4VSNA7C4/s320/abismo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252256013360469202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando uno cree que esta cerca de la verdad, siempre cae de nuevo al abismo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-4141258866901003991?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/4141258866901003991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=4141258866901003991' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4141258866901003991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4141258866901003991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/10/frase-i.html' title='Frase I'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SOPDBDnClNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Z-Y4VSNA7C4/s72-c/abismo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-6647933865980285193</id><published>2008-09-09T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:36:17.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Confundido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SMckhH0ZXRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/zS7uCHc7skI/s1600-h/47113475.entredosamoresforo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SMckhH0ZXRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/zS7uCHc7skI/s320/47113475.entredosamoresforo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244200442549329170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confundido ya no se que hacer&lt;br /&gt;entre la espada y la pared no puedo ya comprender.&lt;br /&gt;Ebtre dos amores, entre dos pasiones&lt;br /&gt;no entiendo el sentido de esta situación.&lt;br /&gt;Confundido por no poder querer&lt;br /&gt;confundido por no saber que hacer.&lt;br /&gt;No pido ayuda por temor&lt;br /&gt;no pido ayuda por rencor.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ahí estan, esos dos corazones&lt;br /&gt;aunque no se si me pertenecen.&lt;br /&gt;Confundido quiero expresarme&lt;br /&gt;y no puedo, y no quiero.&lt;br /&gt;Mi mente está perturbada&lt;br /&gt;y mi corazón no encuentra el camino&lt;br /&gt;a la felicidad, a la eternidad.&lt;br /&gt;Pero por sobre todo&lt;br /&gt;no encuentra el camino a tu corazón,&lt;br /&gt;a tu amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-6647933865980285193?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/6647933865980285193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=6647933865980285193' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6647933865980285193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6647933865980285193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/09/confundido.html' title='Confundido'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SMckhH0ZXRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/zS7uCHc7skI/s72-c/47113475.entredosamoresforo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-5064390266823998834</id><published>2008-09-03T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:31:13.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Te enterarás</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SL7JuUd4mAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kStSSzvWI5g/s1600-h/cotar-un-secreto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SL7JuUd4mAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kStSSzvWI5g/s320/cotar-un-secreto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241848813911054338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo te enterarás &lt;br /&gt;quién te escribió este poema.&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo te enterarás&lt;br /&gt;quién es la persona que tanto te anhela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-5064390266823998834?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/5064390266823998834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=5064390266823998834' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/5064390266823998834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/5064390266823998834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/09/te-enterars.html' title='Te enterarás'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SL7JuUd4mAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kStSSzvWI5g/s72-c/cotar-un-secreto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-1119283156804035954</id><published>2008-08-31T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:28:15.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>En un sueño</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SLs3F0WTs7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/6s3AZ_UhiNQ/s1600-h/x1piYkpqHC_35nMpCtwUwfVaSiN4HGwlrIjlpCxcQwA9_x4YkJkvlMlNFgbLNex_AAnVP1mTRZHRwKxNezQDLah0tI92LfYMmptPK3_NDDN1QH60tKkd7yvLQ.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SLs3F0WTs7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/6s3AZ_UhiNQ/s320/x1piYkpqHC_35nMpCtwUwfVaSiN4HGwlrIjlpCxcQwA9_x4YkJkvlMlNFgbLNex_AAnVP1mTRZHRwKxNezQDLah0tI92LfYMmptPK3_NDDN1QH60tKkd7yvLQ.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240843164466787250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy viví lo que nunca me imaginé&lt;br /&gt;estar con vos solo unos minutos&lt;br /&gt;pero ese instante fue eterno&lt;br /&gt;sentía como si estaba en un sueño&lt;br /&gt;yo solo entre la gente y tu la más bella princesa&lt;br /&gt;quería decirte muchas cosas, pero no me animé&lt;br /&gt;por eso te fuiste y desperté.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-1119283156804035954?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/1119283156804035954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=1119283156804035954' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/1119283156804035954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/1119283156804035954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/en-un-sueo.html' title='En un sueño'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SLs3F0WTs7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/6s3AZ_UhiNQ/s72-c/x1piYkpqHC_35nMpCtwUwfVaSiN4HGwlrIjlpCxcQwA9_x4YkJkvlMlNFgbLNex_AAnVP1mTRZHRwKxNezQDLah0tI92LfYMmptPK3_NDDN1QH60tKkd7yvLQ.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-6208777743629438418</id><published>2008-08-20T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:56:19.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Microcuento'/><title type='text'>Sentado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKzMY5Dlp_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/XMyMcOkRxv0/s1600-h/ma05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKzMY5Dlp_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/XMyMcOkRxv0/s320/ma05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236785194729842674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El estaba sentado, esoerando a que vuelvas;&lt;br /&gt;y sentado quedó y el sentado murió delante &lt;br /&gt;de la tumba que él preparó. &lt;br /&gt;Nadie fué a su funeral y solo quedó en la eternidad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-6208777743629438418?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/6208777743629438418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=6208777743629438418' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6208777743629438418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6208777743629438418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/sentado.html' title='Sentado'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKzMY5Dlp_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/XMyMcOkRxv0/s72-c/ma05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-7327612789886518101</id><published>2008-08-18T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:58:24.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Soledad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKmqKOMwrVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pMuhNDDepxw/s1600-h/solo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKmqKOMwrVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pMuhNDDepxw/s320/solo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235903134381944146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soledad que tanto daño me ha causado&lt;br /&gt;por esperarte, por abrazarte.&lt;br /&gt;Soledad que ha dejado abierta cicatrices&lt;br /&gt;con el dolor y la desesperanza&lt;br /&gt;con el llanto amargo &lt;br /&gt;de saber que no te tengo.&lt;br /&gt;Inevitablemente vivo en un mundo de fantasía&lt;br /&gt;en donde soy el único que vive en soledad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-7327612789886518101?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/7327612789886518101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=7327612789886518101' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7327612789886518101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7327612789886518101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/soledad.html' title='Soledad'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKmqKOMwrVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pMuhNDDepxw/s72-c/solo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-1442715008693474934</id><published>2008-08-16T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:18:39.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Amor de novela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKb9wXkm7zI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BaiElhgGpOE/s1600-h/allbymyselftop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKb9wXkm7zI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BaiElhgGpOE/s320/allbymyselftop1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235150624267890482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recostada en su lecho &lt;br /&gt;se encuentra la mujer que tanto soñé&lt;br /&gt;rescostada espera que alguien&lt;br /&gt;abra la puerta y le diga&lt;br /&gt;mi amor ya regresé.&lt;br /&gt;Pero solo espera con mucha paciencia&lt;br /&gt;a ese amor que no llega&lt;br /&gt;a ese amor que tanto anhela.&lt;br /&gt;Pero sola esperara a ese amor&lt;br /&gt;a ese amor de novela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-1442715008693474934?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/1442715008693474934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=1442715008693474934' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/1442715008693474934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/1442715008693474934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/amor-de-novela.html' title='Amor de novela'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKb9wXkm7zI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BaiElhgGpOE/s72-c/allbymyselftop1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-2759420510926192021</id><published>2008-08-14T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T18:04:55.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Caprichos de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKTWIHyMAWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RsODWIWUw2o/s1600-h/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKTWIHyMAWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RsODWIWUw2o/s320/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234544101928206690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cielo se ha nublado&lt;br /&gt;y las aves se han marchado&lt;br /&gt;solo el silencio ha quedado&lt;br /&gt;en las ruinas de este amor desconsolado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caprichos y reproches&lt;br /&gt;disgustos y peleas&lt;br /&gt;eso era lo que pasaba &lt;br /&gt;en un amor que parecía no tener fronteras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El silencio me aturde&lt;br /&gt;destruye mis oídos&lt;br /&gt;es el peor enemigo &lt;br /&gt;que jamás he tenido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En soledad he quedado &lt;br /&gt;por no haber amado&lt;br /&gt;en soledad he quedado &lt;br /&gt;por tener a este amor aprisionado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La luna se reflejaba en tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;yo creía estar enamorado&lt;br /&gt;pero lo que trataban de decirme&lt;br /&gt;era que este amor había terminado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este amor solo fue un capricho &lt;br /&gt;un capricho de adolescente&lt;br /&gt;este amor fue un castigo&lt;br /&gt;por no haberte amado en forma decente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis caprichos siempre desearon&lt;br /&gt;robarte el corazón&lt;br /&gt;mis caprichos siempre intentaron&lt;br /&gt;amarte sin ninguna razón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estos son los caprichos del enamorado&lt;br /&gt;cuando uno sabe que el amor nunca ha llegado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-2759420510926192021?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/2759420510926192021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=2759420510926192021' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/2759420510926192021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/2759420510926192021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/caprichos-de-amor.html' title='Caprichos de amor'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKTWIHyMAWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/RsODWIWUw2o/s72-c/eu-queria-ser-amor-geisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-3255563347194655834</id><published>2008-08-12T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:14:58.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Has llegado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKJDlWqiJ9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/D_UWRR22UVU/s1600-h/pareja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKJDlWqiJ9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/D_UWRR22UVU/s320/pareja.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233820025976137682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He dicho adiós a la melancolía&lt;br /&gt;desde que tu llegaste a mi.&lt;br /&gt;He cambiado mi forma de ver el mundo&lt;br /&gt;desde el momento en que te conocí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-3255563347194655834?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/3255563347194655834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=3255563347194655834' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/3255563347194655834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/3255563347194655834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/has-llegado.html' title='Has llegado'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKJDlWqiJ9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/D_UWRR22UVU/s72-c/pareja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-4052438864059947510</id><published>2008-08-11T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:52:58.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>A tu lado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKBuWTBGPhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KoYD4F-vkUs/s1600-h/pareja_sentada_r3_c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKBuWTBGPhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KoYD4F-vkUs/s320/pareja_sentada_r3_c2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233304096345570834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aquí estoy sentado a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;para poder decir cuanto te he amado.&lt;br /&gt;Por fin estas palabras&lt;br /&gt;han roto las cadenas&lt;br /&gt;que tenían aprisionado a mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;que tenían aprisionado a este amor.&lt;br /&gt;Mis palabras son sinceras porque salen del alma&lt;br /&gt;temerosas frases pronuncio para expresar mi amor.&lt;br /&gt;Estas palabras son como granos de arena en el desierto&lt;br /&gt;estas frases son como gotas de agua en el mar&lt;br /&gt;porque mi amor es tan inmenso&lt;br /&gt;que no lo puedo espresar con simples artilugios verbales.&lt;br /&gt;Y aquí estoy sentado a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;para confesar cuanto te amo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-4052438864059947510?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/4052438864059947510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=4052438864059947510' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4052438864059947510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4052438864059947510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/al-fin.html' title='A tu lado'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SKBuWTBGPhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KoYD4F-vkUs/s72-c/pareja_sentada_r3_c2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-4135023323445263052</id><published>2008-08-10T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:21:16.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaración</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJ75L2co0HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1bg7fUxn4aY/s1600-h/Flores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJ75L2co0HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1bg7fUxn4aY/s320/Flores.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232893799040602226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu mirada es suficiente para que yo caiga en el transe más hermoso,&lt;br /&gt;para que pueda vivir en un mundo de fantasías&lt;br /&gt;anhelando estar a tu lado para no sufrir más.&lt;br /&gt;Si me das un minuto de tu vida, te demostraré &lt;br /&gt;hasta donde llega mi amor po vos, amada mía.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-4135023323445263052?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/4135023323445263052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=4135023323445263052' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4135023323445263052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4135023323445263052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/declaracin.html' title='Declaración'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJ75L2co0HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1bg7fUxn4aY/s72-c/Flores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-7129260897954709186</id><published>2008-08-08T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:04:50.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><title type='text'>Pensamiento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJx8jGSpaZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/utIuoFpSalU/s1600-h/elpensadordeaugusterodicj9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJx8jGSpaZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/utIuoFpSalU/s320/elpensadordeaugusterodicj9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232193809523763602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando uno cree que la vida va a cambiar&lt;br /&gt;todo se vuelve oscuro como una fría noche de invierno&lt;br /&gt;la vida se amalgama entre el bien y el mal.&lt;br /&gt;Cada minuto parece eterno&lt;br /&gt;por eso no se si estoy muerto o si estoy vivo&lt;br /&gt;no se si sonrío o lloro.&lt;br /&gt;Pero esa oscuridad me aprisiona&lt;br /&gt;en lo más profundo del universo&lt;br /&gt;universo tan extenso como mi condición humana.&lt;br /&gt;No se si soy, no se si seré&lt;br /&gt;pero vaya uno a saber en donde terminará mi ser&lt;br /&gt;Tan complicadas son las palabras&lt;br /&gt;por eso cayo para no escucharlas&lt;br /&gt;Me inhibo para no saber&lt;br /&gt;me inhibo para no ser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-7129260897954709186?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/7129260897954709186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=7129260897954709186' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7129260897954709186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7129260897954709186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/pensamiento.html' title='Pensamiento'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJx8jGSpaZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/utIuoFpSalU/s72-c/elpensadordeaugusterodicj9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-5723309719941177543</id><published>2008-08-07T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:53:10.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Tus ojos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJtSh8tm-0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1S63Yw2GH3E/s1600-h/ojos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJtSh8tm-0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1S63Yw2GH3E/s320/ojos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231866135307549506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En tus ojos se refleja&lt;br /&gt;lo mas simple y lo más complejo&lt;br /&gt;de un amor potencial &lt;br /&gt;que me deja perplejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero probar la miel de tus labios&lt;br /&gt;para poder conocer&lt;br /&gt;lo más tierno y anhelado&lt;br /&gt;y pedirte que te quedes para siempre a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En tus ojos se refleja&lt;br /&gt;lo más bello del amanecer&lt;br /&gt;el cantar de las aves&lt;br /&gt;y el más tierno atardecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú iluminaste mi terrible destino&lt;br /&gt;dándole a mi vida por fin un sentido&lt;br /&gt;te amo en silencio, no quiero que lo sepas&lt;br /&gt;porque tengo miedo de no tenerte cerca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-5723309719941177543?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/5723309719941177543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=5723309719941177543' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/5723309719941177543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/5723309719941177543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/en-tus-ojos-se-refleja-lo-mas-simple-y.html' title='Tus ojos'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJtSh8tm-0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/1S63Yw2GH3E/s72-c/ojos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-8711239322119104591</id><published>2008-08-06T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:54:30.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Palabras sin decir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJnlDlhmWXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-7316jS1nwI/s1600-h/escribir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJnlDlhmWXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-7316jS1nwI/s320/escribir.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231464291942947186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas palabras sin decir&lt;br /&gt;para aquel amor que no me deja vivir&lt;br /&gt;yo siempre esperé&lt;br /&gt;a un amor que nunca veré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para cuando decida confesar&lt;br /&gt;tu te iras como estrella fugaz&lt;br /&gt;pero ya no me tendré que sorprender&lt;br /&gt;pues acostumbrado estoy yo a caer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que tantas palabras&lt;br /&gt;para que tantos sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;si no puedo confesarte&lt;br /&gt;si no puedo ni mirarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas palabras&lt;br /&gt;cuanta tinta usada&lt;br /&gt;para decir lo que no me animo&lt;br /&gt;para cumplir con lo que no he cumplido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no tengo remedio&lt;br /&gt;ya no tengo sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;sentado esperaré&lt;br /&gt;y sentado yo me iré&lt;br /&gt;a ese mundo que no conocemos&lt;br /&gt;a ese mundo que tanto tememos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-8711239322119104591?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/8711239322119104591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=8711239322119104591' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/8711239322119104591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/8711239322119104591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/palabras-sin-decir.html' title='Palabras sin decir'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJnlDlhmWXI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-7316jS1nwI/s72-c/escribir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-691116007753902606</id><published>2008-08-05T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:50.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><title type='text'>Miedo a amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJjyiM4vzxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8vYBfQLvsSg/s1600-h/20060610200747-soledad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJjyiM4vzxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8vYBfQLvsSg/s320/20060610200747-soledad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231197636579544850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me siento tan triste,&lt;br /&gt;me siento tan solo,&lt;br /&gt;y mi corazón ya no siente ningún estorbo.&lt;br /&gt;Esta tristeza no tiene sentido&lt;br /&gt;porque yo no se si tu quieres estar conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que llegarás&lt;br /&gt;y directo a mi corazón tu entrarás&lt;br /&gt;como filosa flecha dejarás&lt;br /&gt;marcado en este pobre desamorado&lt;br /&gt;la más bella sensación &lt;br /&gt;de placer y de dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Yo espero ese momento &lt;br /&gt;con mis brazos abiertos,&lt;br /&gt;pero no depende de ti&lt;br /&gt;mas bien depende de mi.&lt;br /&gt;Por eso esta tristeza no tiene sentido&lt;br /&gt;porque yo no se si tu quieres estar conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Pues yo no me animo&lt;br /&gt;a decirte al oído&lt;br /&gt;lo que yo siento,&lt;br /&gt;lo que yo pienso.&lt;br /&gt;Porque tengo miedo de perderte&lt;br /&gt;aunque yo no pueda tenerte.&lt;br /&gt;Yo necesito una expoliación&lt;br /&gt;que apacigüe a este tonto corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Lo único que quiero es que sepas&lt;br /&gt;que te amo, que te quiero&lt;br /&gt;pero no se como expresarlo&lt;br /&gt;¡no se como liberar este sentimiento!&lt;br /&gt;que tengo escondido ya hace mucho tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Yo solo quiero que me des una señal&lt;br /&gt;para que a tu lado yo me anime a estar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-691116007753902606?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/691116007753902606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=691116007753902606' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/691116007753902606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/691116007753902606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/miedo-amar.html' title='Miedo a amar'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJjyiM4vzxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8vYBfQLvsSg/s72-c/20060610200747-soledad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-6587628936654978194</id><published>2008-08-05T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:51.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Quiero escribir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJiAMmwL-rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/d6BLkgQi6qQ/s1600-h/f103es.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJiAMmwL-rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/d6BLkgQi6qQ/s320/f103es.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231071921240275634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero escribir unos versos&lt;br /&gt;para amarte, quererte y abrazarte&lt;br /&gt;quiero escribir unos versos&lt;br /&gt;para ir hasta el infinito y encontrarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con estas palabras dejaré mi pasado&lt;br /&gt;para poder encontrar a ese amor esperado&lt;br /&gt;con estas palabras dejare marcado&lt;br /&gt;cuan distante está mi amor anhelado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero dejar palabras de esperanza&lt;br /&gt;para cuando pueda terminar con mis andanzas&lt;br /&gt;solo palabras,palabras de amor&lt;br /&gt;quiero dejar plasmado hoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas palabras llegarán muy lejos&lt;br /&gt;para que cuando las escuches entiendas cual es mi deseo&lt;br /&gt;gritaré hasta que quede sin aliento&lt;br /&gt;para que sepas cuán inmenso es mi amor por vos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estos versos son otra historia&lt;br /&gt;de un amante silencioso que espera que lo oigan&lt;br /&gt;estos versos no son poesía &lt;br /&gt;estos versos son toda mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero escribir unos versos&lt;br /&gt;e imaginarme cruzando el universo&lt;br /&gt;quiero escribir unos versos&lt;br /&gt;y sentir el calor de tus besos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero escribir unos versos&lt;br /&gt;para amarte en todo momento&lt;br /&gt;quiero escribir estos versos&lt;br /&gt;e imaginarme sentir lo que es el amor...&lt;br /&gt;...el amor verdadero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-6587628936654978194?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/6587628936654978194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=6587628936654978194' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6587628936654978194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6587628936654978194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/quiero-escribir.html' title='Quiero escribir'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJiAMmwL-rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/d6BLkgQi6qQ/s72-c/f103es.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-7946743255609317943</id><published>2008-08-03T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:51.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Dejarte de amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJXkx5p7WFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7HDOHpETJMY/s1600-h/20070518t1455360700zx9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJXkx5p7WFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7HDOHpETJMY/s320/20070518t1455360700zx9.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230338088202098770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis pensamientos son tan divergentes, que al verte pasar&lt;br /&gt;no se hacer otra cosa más que en ti pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Al verte quiero dejar&lt;br /&gt;esa triste historia que me hace llorar.&lt;br /&gt;Más tu eres la única en quien puedo confiar&lt;br /&gt;eres aquella persona que no me deja alucinar.&lt;br /&gt;Con aquellos sueños estúpidos que no dejo escapar&lt;br /&gt;¿qué puedo hacer al verte pasar&lt;br /&gt;para que mi corazón no te deje de amar?&lt;br /&gt;No se si serás aquella con quien yo quiera estar&lt;br /&gt;pero lo que si se es que te quiero enamorar.&lt;br /&gt;Haré lo imposible para no dejarte escapar&lt;br /&gt;aunque para ello tenga que mi vida dar.&lt;br /&gt;Una vez que seas mía te amaré sin cesar&lt;br /&gt;dándote todo lo que tu puedas anhelar.&lt;br /&gt;Si te parece estúpido lo que te quiero dar&lt;br /&gt;dilo de una vez y te dejaré de molestar.&lt;br /&gt;Pero si algún día deseas regresar&lt;br /&gt;recuerda esto, mi vida, que yo nunca te dejaré de amar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-7946743255609317943?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/7946743255609317943/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=7946743255609317943' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7946743255609317943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7946743255609317943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/dejarte-de-amar.html' title='Dejarte de amar'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJXkx5p7WFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7HDOHpETJMY/s72-c/20070518t1455360700zx9.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-39496701459007288</id><published>2008-08-01T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:51.508-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Creer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJM2EXS--DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2ADO8GFOzoo/s1600-h/lluvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJM2EXS--DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2ADO8GFOzoo/s320/lluvia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229583040908294194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lluvia cae por la ventana&lt;br /&gt;como cuando tu llegaste aquella mañana.&lt;br /&gt;El sonido de la lluvia me hace recordar&lt;br /&gt;lo que yo senti al verte llegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es tan bello ver las gotas al caer&lt;br /&gt;como aquel beso que ilumunó mi ser.&lt;br /&gt;Este es un momento de tranquilidad &lt;br /&gt;que me permite ver la realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lluvia cae sin cesar&lt;br /&gt;y me permite imaginar.&lt;br /&gt;En aquel momento de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;cuando pude ver en ti la realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres un ángel que vino del cielo&lt;br /&gt;para darme tu amor más sincero.&lt;br /&gt;Que hermosa que eres mi pequeña flor&lt;br /&gt;que gracias a tí volví a creer en el amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-39496701459007288?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/39496701459007288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=39496701459007288' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/39496701459007288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/39496701459007288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/08/creer.html' title='Creer'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJM2EXS--DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2ADO8GFOzoo/s72-c/lluvia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-6021903222195275569</id><published>2008-07-31T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:51.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><title type='text'>Piensa y reflexiona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJJ2T_N30iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IxyteZTV7zU/s1600-h/40_Kolbudyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJJ2T_N30iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IxyteZTV7zU/s320/40_Kolbudyy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229372203089777186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy una persona sencilla que solo escribe lo que piensa.&lt;br /&gt;Intentando demostrar que la vida no es un problema, mas bien es un regalo,y como regalo hay que aceptarlo como es por mas que no nos guste. Ese es el problema, no aceptamos al regalo de la vida como nos viene destinado, podremos modificar ciertos aspectos pero no cambiar la esencia, es decir,  nuestro destino. Destino que es igual para todos, destino que no hace diferencias de sector social o de raza.&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente estamos de paso por este mundo, por eso hay que vivirlo de la mejor manera posible, disfrutando cada día, cada instante, porque nunca sabremos si ese no será el último. Para vivir felizmente hay que hacer lo que a cada uno le gusta, porque es feo hacer cosas que no son de nuestro agrado. No hay que vivir quejándose de todo, porque esta en nuestras manos el poder para mejorar esa situación. Hacer lo que nos gusta implica respetar al prójimo, aceptar como es, ayudarlo en situaciones difíciles; porque nunca sabremos si algún día nosotros necesitaremos algo de él.&lt;br /&gt;En fin vive felizmente, de acuerdo a tus creencias; no dejes que los demás te pasen por arriba; pero algo muy importante respeta al prójimo,  ya que eso te será de mucha ayuda en tu futuro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-6021903222195275569?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/6021903222195275569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=6021903222195275569' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6021903222195275569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6021903222195275569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/soy-una-persona-sencilla-que-solo.html' title='Piensa y reflexiona'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJJ2T_N30iI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IxyteZTV7zU/s72-c/40_Kolbudyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-5118315797188697538</id><published>2008-07-31T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:51.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>La felicidad de mi tristeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJHsetz0CzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/a8buB3a_jl0/s1600-h/M%C3%A1scaras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJHsetz0CzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/a8buB3a_jl0/s320/M%C3%A1scaras.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229220654791002930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La felicidad de mi tristeza no tiene sentido&lt;br /&gt;como estas palabras que susurro a tu oído.&lt;br /&gt;Incomprensiblemente amante, incomprensiblemente pensante&lt;br /&gt;son las palabras de este viajero errante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagas directo al pecho salen de mi boca&lt;br /&gt;cada vez que pronuncio cualquiera de mis prosas.&lt;br /&gt;Mis palabras no son para matar&lt;br /&gt;mis palabras solo son para poder amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enamorado de la vida y sus problemas&lt;br /&gt;enamorado del amor que todavía espera.&lt;br /&gt;Pétalos de rosa veo caer&lt;br /&gt;cuando ya no entiendo lo que necesita mi ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La felicidad de mi tristeza no tiene sentido&lt;br /&gt;cuando escucho decir que tu quieres estar conmigo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-5118315797188697538?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/5118315797188697538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=5118315797188697538' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/5118315797188697538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/5118315797188697538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/la-felicidad-de-mi-tristeza.html' title='La felicidad de mi tristeza'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SJHsetz0CzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/a8buB3a_jl0/s72-c/M%C3%A1scaras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-7658632974278098934</id><published>2008-07-29T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:51.902-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Poeta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SI_MVeyvUQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ahPok067dA8/s1600-h/meditar4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SI_MVeyvUQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ahPok067dA8/s320/meditar4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228622361815634178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poeta bohemio gritando al vacio&lt;br /&gt;que solo escucha sus leves gemidos.&lt;br /&gt;Réquiem en prosa se escucha salir&lt;br /&gt;de aquel poeta que solo espera su fin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-7658632974278098934?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/7658632974278098934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=7658632974278098934' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7658632974278098934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7658632974278098934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/poeta.html' title='Poeta'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SI_MVeyvUQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ahPok067dA8/s72-c/meditar4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-4625487681260851448</id><published>2008-07-28T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:52.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuento'/><title type='text'>Cambiar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SI34X5PDulI/AAAAAAAAADc/wlLTcSdzwkQ/s1600-h/reflejos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SI34X5PDulI/AAAAAAAAADc/wlLTcSdzwkQ/s320/reflejos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228107831831673426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mi reflejo me aprisiona cada vez que veo al espejo,pero que ingenuo que soy, si tanto daño me provoca ¿por qué sigo haciendo siempre lo mismo?.&lt;br /&gt;-Lo que pasa es que tu destino es ese, caer siempre en el mismo lugar.&lt;br /&gt;-Pero como, si yo intento mejorar.&lt;br /&gt;-Mejorar no cuenta para solucionar tus problemas, lo que tu tienes que hacer es CAMBIAR, y para ello debes comprender la realidad.&lt;br /&gt;-¿Cual es la realidad?&lt;br /&gt;-La realidad es que tu no escuchas lo que te dicen, no miras a tu alrededor, solo vives haciendo preguntas tontas. A la realidad la construye cada uno, como la mire el otro es un problema a parte, solo concéntrate en vivir en la realidad que tu corazón te dicta, y eso será el mejor remedio para tus problemas. &lt;br /&gt;Tu reflejo no te aprisiona son los demás los que te prejuzgan, por eso debes cambiar para que entiendan como eres.&lt;br /&gt;-Pero yo soy así, ¿como hago para cambiar?.&lt;br /&gt;-Con lo que me has dicho ya cambiaste. Te has aceptado como eres y eso es lo importante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-4625487681260851448?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/4625487681260851448/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=4625487681260851448' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4625487681260851448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4625487681260851448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/cambiar.html' title='Cambiar'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SI34X5PDulI/AAAAAAAAADc/wlLTcSdzwkQ/s72-c/reflejos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-5039811582189009979</id><published>2008-07-26T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:52.195-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Microcuento'/><title type='text'>Discusión</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SItJKnyh_7I/AAAAAAAAACw/sTJ3J7P5zdc/s1600-h/discusion.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SItJKnyh_7I/AAAAAAAAACw/sTJ3J7P5zdc/s320/discusion.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227352239322038194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-De tus frases solo salen las mismas e incoherentes palabras de agravio.&lt;br /&gt;-Pero no seas estúpido, como me vas a decir eso.&lt;br /&gt;-Nuevamente te lo repito, de tus frases solo salen las mismas e incoherentes palabras de agravio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-5039811582189009979?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/5039811582189009979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=5039811582189009979' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/5039811582189009979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/5039811582189009979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/discusin.html' title='Discusión'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SItJKnyh_7I/AAAAAAAAACw/sTJ3J7P5zdc/s72-c/discusion.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-4793519132072070362</id><published>2008-07-25T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:52.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Caminante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIqakAzrMlI/AAAAAAAAACo/N_Hl10Xzmns/s1600-h/Camino_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIqakAzrMlI/AAAAAAAAACo/N_Hl10Xzmns/s320/Camino_01.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227160260999590482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo solo camino, aunque no se cual es mi destino.&lt;br /&gt;Yo solo camino, para poder estar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Caminante errante, vagabundo sin destino&lt;br /&gt;que solo busca poder comprender&lt;br /&gt;cuales son las sencillas cosas&lt;br /&gt;que lo hacen estremecer.&lt;br /&gt;Yo solo camino, para comprender la vida.&lt;br /&gt;Yo solo camino, para vivir cada día.&lt;br /&gt;Mil huellas voy dejando&lt;br /&gt;para poder ir contemplando.&lt;br /&gt;El paisaje de tu silueta&lt;br /&gt;cuando me voy acercando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-4793519132072070362?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/4793519132072070362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=4793519132072070362' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4793519132072070362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/4793519132072070362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/caminante.html' title='Caminante'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIqakAzrMlI/AAAAAAAAACo/N_Hl10Xzmns/s72-c/Camino_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-2483677180792303759</id><published>2008-07-25T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:52.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><title type='text'>Ya es tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIqMiewHifI/AAAAAAAAACg/d7rRFTRC9FY/s1600-h/alma_dolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIqMiewHifI/AAAAAAAAACg/d7rRFTRC9FY/s320/alma_dolor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227144841515207154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todavía estoy aquí, esperando a que llegues. Sintiendo caer por mis mejillas la fría lágrima del de la soledad. &lt;br /&gt;Presiento que llegarás, no se cuando, pero al fin llegaras.&lt;br /&gt;Pero el tiempo se hace infinito, mi paciencia parece no tener fin, ¿tan fuerte es el amor?- me pregunto- pero todavía no comprendo cual es la repuesta.&lt;br /&gt;Mi alma eternamente enamorada, eternamente decepcionada, no encuentra consuelo por tanto esperar, por tato llorar.&lt;br /&gt;Todos los días estoy, allí en el mismo lugar, esperando a que llegues. &lt;br /&gt;Tanta ha sido mi confusión que no me he dado cuenta que siempre has estado a mi lado. Mis celos de no tenerte no me han dejado poder ver que siempre me has acompañado.Como un ángel me protegías pero yo no te comprendía.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me di cuenta que me amabas, ya era tarde porque a mi lado tu ya no estabas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-2483677180792303759?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/2483677180792303759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=2483677180792303759' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/2483677180792303759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/2483677180792303759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/ya-es-tarde.html' title='Ya es tarde'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIqMiewHifI/AAAAAAAAACg/d7rRFTRC9FY/s72-c/alma_dolor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-8234811230094253174</id><published>2008-07-23T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:52.674-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Reflexiones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIfsN7K-G3I/AAAAAAAAACY/Nq_Zg8gLxZc/s1600-h/PENSAR_E_INSISTIR_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIfsN7K-G3I/AAAAAAAAACY/Nq_Zg8gLxZc/s320/PENSAR_E_INSISTIR_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226405616552909682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflexiones de la vida que solo tu puedes entender&lt;br /&gt;reflexiones que te llevan al más bello atardecer.&lt;br /&gt;Confía en tus corazón, y verás crecer&lt;br /&gt;al sentimiento mas hermoso que iluminó tu ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu corazón es puro, no tienes de que temer&lt;br /&gt;pues te llevará directo a ese bello atardecer.&lt;br /&gt;Confía en tus sentimientos, confía en tus reflexiones&lt;br /&gt;para poder llegar a las más correctas conclusiones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-8234811230094253174?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/8234811230094253174/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=8234811230094253174' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/8234811230094253174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/8234811230094253174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflexiones.html' title='Reflexiones'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIfsN7K-G3I/AAAAAAAAACY/Nq_Zg8gLxZc/s72-c/PENSAR_E_INSISTIR_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-7107434534738022130</id><published>2008-07-22T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:52.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><title type='text'>Será dificil, pero no te rindas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYO11Xn_LI/AAAAAAAAACE/MDfgXcNpszA/s1600-h/552543_2596169703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYO11Xn_LI/AAAAAAAAACE/MDfgXcNpszA/s320/552543_2596169703.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225880735632063666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El camino de la vida es sinuoso y complicado.Vive cada momento, aprende de cada instante.Si crees que tu vida es una miseria mira a tu alrededor y aprecia las maravillas de este mundo. Mira a las aves volar libremente. Apreciaa las estrellas iluminar el oscuro firmamento. Mira a las flores y aprende de la delicadeza de sus pétalos. Mira a las personas ir de acá para allé y pregúntate cuál es tu misión en la vida.Amalgamando todo lo que has aprendido serás capaz de afrontar al futuro sin temor alguno.Cada vez que te caigas levántate y piensa que lo mejor esta por venir. Eso que tanto anhelas está más cerca de lo que crees, pero para alcanzarlodebes luchar y por sobre todas las cosas no te rindas. No tengas miedo de volver a caer, eso te dará la fortaleza para lo que está por venir, pero recuerda una cosa muy importante,algo que debes tener en cuenta en los tiempos de tormenta, algo que te iluminará en la oscuridad,algo que te ayudará a salir del más profundo de los abismos, algo que te impulsará en los momentos mas perturbadores de tu vida. NO TE RINDAS, eso es todo lo que tengo para decirte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-7107434534738022130?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/7107434534738022130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=7107434534738022130' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7107434534738022130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/7107434534738022130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/ser-dificil-pero-no-te-rindas.html' title='Será dificil, pero no te rindas'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYO11Xn_LI/AAAAAAAAACE/MDfgXcNpszA/s72-c/552543_2596169703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-3195288289980375355</id><published>2008-07-21T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:52.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Confesión</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIU4TNyQ5HI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VmSfJllFAOw/s1600-h/OjosVerdes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIU4TNyQ5HI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VmSfJllFAOw/s320/OjosVerdes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225644845402481778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres tan hermosa que no puedo dejar de comparar&lt;br /&gt;con aquel atardecer en la costa en donde alguna vez supe estar.&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres tan hermosa y cálido es tu mirar&lt;br /&gt;y no se hacer más otra cosa que en tí pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Tus ojos verdes como el mar y tu cuerpo frágil como el cristal&lt;br /&gt;han hecho que mi corazón contigo quiera estar.&lt;br /&gt;Cómo he de hacer para que de este hechizo pueda yo escapar&lt;br /&gt;si yo me doy cuenta que tu corazón se niega a amar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-3195288289980375355?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/3195288289980375355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=3195288289980375355' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/3195288289980375355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/3195288289980375355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/confesin.html' title='Confesión'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIU4TNyQ5HI/AAAAAAAAAB0/VmSfJllFAOw/s72-c/OjosVerdes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-8654278149383349639</id><published>2008-07-21T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:53.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Hablarte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SITqzCY4DlI/AAAAAAAAABs/hUYOy0cKCcU/s1600-h/1189694198_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SITqzCY4DlI/AAAAAAAAABs/hUYOy0cKCcU/s320/1189694198_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225559630192053842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo poco que he vivido me ha hecho reflexionar&lt;br /&gt;demostrándome que en la vida no se puede vivir sin amar.&lt;br /&gt;Mucho he esperado para poder confesar&lt;br /&gt;y ahora que estas en frente yo no te puedo hablar.&lt;br /&gt;Que es lo que me pasa cuando te veo pasar&lt;br /&gt;que mi corazón se endurece y no me deja pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Hablarte no puedo porque yo no quiero&lt;br /&gt;hablarte no puedo porque yo me muero.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que escuches el silencio de mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;para que sepas que yo te amo sin ninguna razón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-8654278149383349639?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/8654278149383349639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=8654278149383349639' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/8654278149383349639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/8654278149383349639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/hablarte.html' title='Hablarte'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SITqzCY4DlI/AAAAAAAAABs/hUYOy0cKCcU/s72-c/1189694198_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-898695107571812369</id><published>2008-07-21T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:21:53.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Poder amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SITaLs-FiJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0Fangzz8LKQ/s1600-h/leonardo_da_vinci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SITaLs-FiJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0Fangzz8LKQ/s320/leonardo_da_vinci.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225541362241603730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Quiero ver en tus ojos el reflejo de mi felicidad&lt;br /&gt;Te lo digo con cariño y con toda sinceridad&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ver en tus ojos mis deseos de poder amar&lt;br /&gt;A una hermosa persona que me dio esta oportunidad.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-898695107571812369?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/898695107571812369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=898695107571812369' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/898695107571812369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/898695107571812369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/poder-amar.html' title='Poder amar'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SITaLs-FiJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0Fangzz8LKQ/s72-c/leonardo_da_vinci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-1464014130311662626</id><published>2008-07-20T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:16:26.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Vivir</title><content type='html'>La vida es como un camino muy corto, no corras pues llegarás muy rápido al final&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-1464014130311662626?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/1464014130311662626/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=1464014130311662626' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/1464014130311662626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/1464014130311662626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/vivir.html' title='Vivir'/><author><name>J. Franfal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02318369302370173356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_d1z92ww4ZbU/SIYKjbL2BAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/unAQhPjpDo4/S220/monje1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1359482570312220506.post-6025601447111002916</id><published>2008-07-20T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:16:51.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Frase</title><content type='html'>"Necesito tu companía para segui viviendo en soledad"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1359482570312220506-6025601447111002916?l=sobredicho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/feeds/6025601447111002916/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1359482570312220506&amp;postID=6025601447111002916' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6025601447111002916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1359482570312220506/posts/default/6025601447111002916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sobredicho.blogspot.com/2008/07/frase.html' title='Frase'/><author><name>J. 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