Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Your Call

I heard you call,
echoing in the air
pulsating my skin,
deafening my ears.

I heard your call,
as i crossed the road,
i tripped on it,
i fell across.

I heard your call,
as i slept in bed,
dreaming of you,
a nightmare so rare.

 I heard your call,
asphyxiating my air,
condensing my vapor,
ensnaring my lungs.

I heard your call,
i ignored it,
in pretense i thought of it as the wind,
its too painful to go on with it.

Your call is mute,
a dim monocrome,
a solemn lullaby,
dedicative requiem.

Friday, April 8, 2011

The warrior

The words you speak,
they flow like spears,
stabbing intrinsically,
overwhelming deeply.

The gush that flows,
inundates reasons,
they blur the compassion,
and cease the sane within.

The darkness unknowing,
attacks triumphantly,
blocking senses,
responding uneasy.

This chain reaction,
painfully damages,
paralyzing thyself,
unwelcoming anew.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

The mistake

I'm holding to it,
but it crumbles like sand.

Its more transcendent than i thought,
more damaging than i sought.

I never saw that coming,
It came and i fell to my knees.

Foolish seeker,
too late i realized.

Caught in the reigns of a unnatural,
very classical of me.

It constricts my veins,
the pressure's building up.

Can my heart take it?
Can i survive?

Blood gushes out,
vaporizing red all over.

Too late the realization,
of the tumor.

Exceeding sublime,
Matter not quite.

It transformed naive,
and stabbed back triumphantly.

Deathly battle so sour.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Forbidden Love

Laying in the white dirt,
The doorstep my home.
I look towards the laying hills,
A grandeur, for me just emptiness.

Longing for you I’ve spent my life here,
my clock ticking,
Tired,
Aching,
Missing you.

This emptiness,
Embracing my being,
Solitude.

Walking down the hills now I go,
gently caressing,
The green grass with my paws,
These affections remind me of you,
Your touch,
Your gentle apologetic hands.

Yearning I continue ahead,
the fresh breeze,
Dancing with me,
My dance of love.

Faster I move on,
Picking speed,
Running,
Panting,
its too much.

I look around and I can’t see you,
Can’t you see me?
Can’t you hear me?
Don’t you miss me?


You promised,
that bright and promising day,
 I was born once more,
I fell for you,
I bonded with you!

Then you went missing,
No trace,
Not even a scent,
Your sweet embracing vibrant aroma.

I search endlessly,
Tired of waiting.

Here I remain,
Yet, alone I wait.

So simple it may seem,
To promise me endlessly,
I must move one,
Removing the thought in my head,
Screaming,
No!!!

I can’t stand this,
Accepting that I am a non existing being,
Just your yearning mascot,
Awaiting orders,
Your best friend,
Just a dog.

The requiem

I saw the deep dug pit,
the nonstop digging,
the construction,
I saw it all.

The fleeing black grievant dirt.
grunts, more precipitation,
the making of your new home,
your last resting place,
your refuge,
your mansion,

No chrysanthemums,
Roses,
Tulips,
Only wild bushes,
Smiling deliriously.

No cards, guests,
Your final party,
Rejected letters.

Sorrowful melodies play,
Dancing pity,
Embracing partners.


I could hear your shrieks,
your cursing,
such blasphemy!

Your voice echoing,
a trandescending pay back,
I guess it cost you more than you planned,
Your repayment,
so humiliating.

Can you still be spared?
I dare not speak,
Forgiven?
Hush!!!

Walking away,
I listen to your struggle,
The turning,
Too late,
Such hypocrisy,
Your payback so bitter.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Rótulo de amor

Cada segundo,
de cada minuto,
es parte de cada hora ,
a cada día de mi vida.

Esos rayos majestosos,
acariciando mi piel.
Esa sonrisa,
transmitida a menudo.

Esa risa,
transmitida me mueve,
Cada parte en mi,
a cada espacio.

Me llenas,
de felicidad,
Y concordancia en el amor.
Eres mi párrafo de aprecio.

Que distinguida ,
prefiero coronarte,
con mi amor,
y valides real.

Vente ya a ese espacio estructurado,
hecho tan especial para ti,
entra ya,
a las puertas de mi corazón.
Palabras rotas coronan,
tu maldita piel en tu cuerpo.
Intrépidamente transmiten,
cada detalle de tu ser oscuro y negro.

Gran esfuerzo haces,
en enmendar cada detalle.
Todo te trabaja,
maldita la suerte tuya.

Tus garras,
filosas y trepadoras.
Al par de tu cuerpo,
frágil e fuerte.

Te detienes a cada instante,
disfrutando a cada paso,
el desentierro,
de todos tus victimas.

Cantos venenosas,
a cada nota transmitiendo melodías imbéciles.
Oídos escrúpulos,
efectos delirantes.

Fuerzas efectivas la tuya,
tu laberinto estatal.
Duna imprevista,
en las playas de la vida.