~Para C.M

Hay algo peligroso que me atrae a ti.
El color de tus ojos es lo mas bello que existe.
Tu voz controladora, tu forma de sonreir, tus labios rosados;
los que me hacen tan feliz. Este sentimiento de frustracion. El que
me dice que estoy enloqueciendo, que no es amor; que es solo un deseo,
un sueño, una ilucion. y aveces cuando te miro creo ver una pista de amor; algo
que me dice que podria ver una oportunidad. Pero hay otras veces en las que ya no puedo mas. Tus ojos llenos de fuego, queman mis pupilas y por un instante, siento que me desnudas con la verdad.

Hay personas

Hay personas buenas.
Hay personas malas.
Hay personas sinceras y
otras que amargan.

Hay personas amorosas,
las que entregan sin limites;
Pero hay otras tan crueles, que
ni sonrisas reciben.

Hay personas que nos merecen,
Y otras que no. 
Hay personas crueles,
tu sabes quienes son.

Hay personas humildes,
que no saben de interes.
Hay personas arrogantes,
que no tienen Fe.

Hay personas que aspiran
a encontrar el amor;
y otras que se rinden,
por evadir el dolor.

Hay personas que te aman
que valoran quien sos.
Hay personas que te adoran,
y que te desean lo mejor.

Hay personas inutiles que se
aprovechan de la bondad.
Hay personas come mierda,
que no saben callar.

Hay personas perfeccionistas
de las cuales una soy yo.
Hay personas sumisas,
que entienden el amor.

Hay personas expertas que
saben como actuar.
Hay personas novatas que
actuan sin pensar.

Hay personas que no saben
como diferenciar;
La belleza que la poesia
trae a este lugar.

Hay personas como tu.

Hay personas como yo.

Hay personas diferentes

que aprovechan su don.

Today I'm thankful.

Today I will start my day diferently.
Today I will be generous and think about others first.
Today I will thank the sky for always being there.
Today I will share whatever I have on my plate.
Today I will kiss my mother and tell her "I love you".
Today I will cry to Jesus "Holy is your name".
Today I will surprise my friends with a sweet kiss.
Today I will be thankful; thankful for everything I have.
Today I will be greatful because life have treat me fair.
Today I will enjoy hapiness and appreciate my surrounds.
Today I will be thankful for all the gifts I have.
Today I will thank you.
Today I will thank him.
Today I will thank her.
Today I will be thankful for the things I have.
Today I will appreciate the things that I didn't appreciate before.
Today I will bow my head and give my life to God.
Today I will show others the goodness instead of the badness.
Today I will be thankful.
Today I will be thankful.

"Happy Thanksgiving. I hope you know that, nothing in this world is for ever and so we have to be greatful for what we have today, because we might not have it tomorrow"

P.5

She always get what she wants, never been rejected once.
So I pray for her, hoping she succeed in life,
because the world out there doesn't always go right.


I see through her eyes and try to read her soul,
even tho she keeps it in the down low.
I know she has suffered but, perhaps not enough.
She still haven't learn about true love.

She stands up for herself,
doesn't let nobody tell her she is wrong.
It's her way or no one's way.

Spoiled little princess,
can't go to the CVS by herself.
Her parents can't do better.
It's already a sin the fact she was conceived.

So, they try to make it better by making of her a bird in a cage.
But she always find her ways to cease her thirst.
And she flirts with the impossible and doesn't
always stop where she is suppose to.

Because she knows that whenever she is about to fall,
she just have to reach for my hand and I
will be there to stop the fall.

Implausible is her power,
How can such a small size could unstable my life?.
but It's alright as long as she is happy and my world doesn't crush.
I don't mind being part of her imaginary world.


Photo by: Linda Bergkvist*

A loving fan letter

He has that great smile,
the one that captured my heart.

He has those deep brown eyes,
the ones that kill me, drown me, burn me;
with the most intensive fire.

I have never touch him yet
my hands look for him.

I have never kiss him yet
my throat thirst for his tongue.

Is this vibrant feeling of wanting him more and more.
Is this need of seeing him, that kills me slow.

But the most inmense feeling of all;
is the frustration of knowing;

that for more that I love him.
I will never be able to show him my love.

And misery is now my friend
because she understands my soul.

She knows; Im just another ordinary fan,
wishing for my star to come.

I know it will never happen. I mean,
how different could I be from out of the three thousand more?

I have to be real and stick with what I know.
Keep dreaming every night, for his sweet soul.

"Whoever wins your love must have been blessed from above"

When the world is crashing... Find the strenght

Life is full of misery;
So is the world.

When I criticize my neighbor,
I become what he was.

The world is full of turns,
and love is one of those.

As much as you love him.
He will never be yours.

Give up on your biggest fear
and fight for your goals.

Because life is about warriors
and the weaks end up alone.

P.1

I wake up that morning; thinking, analyzing the sun.
How could this be me?
In what moment....
At what time did I decided to give up?
When did I get lost in my own life?

As I walk towards the door,
I see the clouds consummate in the sky.
Is it me or they seem to be smiling?.
I keep holding these thoughts,
And walking towards the check out lady,
She smiles and say; "Hi! checking out?"
Inside of me I laugh,
From far away her eyes reveal the pleasure of us leaving...

And sometimes I just wish that my mind would Stop!
Stop analyzing, thinking, creating, criticizing,
the world & everything in it.

And because of that reason,
I am where I am; in this deep hole that, I, myself created.
I could have stopped, long time ago...or perhaps I couldn't.
Maybe I never should of have listened to my mind...

But how do I deal with my mind when my heart is as crazy as my thoughts?
Nobody would be able to understand...
Right, so back to the lady.
Life is about turns and twists.I knew that since before I was born,
And sometimes I'm scare one day I might just die...
Scare that; the one person that can save me, won't come on time.

I don't want to die inside. I don't want to feel as if,
The world is right and I'm wrong. Because that sucks!

So, I wish. Everyday I pray; that my hero comes, with the rain -as Taylor would say-
Hope and wish, my ordinary hero come to save me in my moment of delirium. So that
I can stop my mind from these crazy thoughts and maybe concentrate in something real.

~Few words to begin with~

I been trying to create this website since last year.
I even created it once but end it up deleting it the next day.
I do not know why this have been so hard to start with. I love writing,
but sometimes I'm scare of really describing who I am.
Putting my heart out there -Again- with no covers,
nude, naked. Like falling in love.

But, finally I decided to open up, for once and for all.
Fall in love with my writings, just like I did a while ago.
I am willing to give my all, to my true love: Poetry.
I have the need of sharing with everyone, the world
that floats in my head; the characters that I find myself discussing with.

I, finally decided to let others take a look at the unseen,
To that, which I have only let -some- of you enjoy;
and when I mention "you or others",
I am referring to those who will find my website by mistake
or perhaps have been following me for a while,
Maybe since my beginnings in Myspace or Facebook.

To whoever enters this website:
Welcome.. Your eyes are now in the unseen.
In the unseen part of my heart.

~The Author.