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Poem: Leave my side...

I'm asking you in a polite manner: "Leave my side at once!"
Is it occurred to you how much I've been suffered in silence, no more! I refuse to live another second in this mental slavery caused by you. Your ego, your ignorance, your madness...I refuse!
How did I let this happened to me? A marvelous woman, full of beauty and dreams! All of my goals have collapsed and you did not comply...fake promises, fake love, fake relationship...hideous!
You are a monster not a man, a woman dream eater! You only cared for you never for me, never for me.
I have thought this from time to time, if I only had the courage to tell him this. I guess now its too late, I can only say this to myself deep in my grave.

Poem: Ode to my Angel

How more beautiful can you be?
The ray of light that brought me to feel a wonderful and magical path...
Adventurous, eager!!!
Life at its best gave me the honor to enriched me with the best gift ever.
A son, the world stopped and now runs faster than ever...
I see my child grows every single day, there is no day were I feel regret or sad because his smile is the best therapy ever.
His love for me, his constantly calling my attention,
what an angel made of my flesh!

Poem: Even in the Dark...

I will keep you safe; I'd promised.
Never will give you away.
Not by anything offered in this world or in others.
By land, by fire, by water,
by any surreal object seen or not seen,
I will never give up on you, I will keep you safe.
From corruption and pollution which are inevitable...
even by walking in sidewalks you are meant to be in danger but do not succumb...
I will be there to protect you...
I will teach you what others cannot taught you,
live in peace with love.
Care about yourself and others,
help those in need,
be true to yourself so you can be true to others.
These will keep you safe even in the dark...

Critique: Sin Caps Lock...

y el que dirán es una de las preocupaciones de muchos...
los cambios internos puede que existan pero me he topado con mucha gente...
creeme, mucha...y sencillamente, no cambian al cambio te cambian...
se lucen contigo con sonrisas y chistes
al final, te clavan la estaca y de espalda...que triste...
creen que te hacen daño pero en realidad se hacen daño.
se unen una vez mas a la multitud, la bestia multitud que corrompe todo a su paso
que se lleva hasta el mas inocente cuando esta en el lugar equivocado
quien sabe a lo mejor esta donde debe estar
pero que de la conciencia, que del bienestar común...
si lo que quieren es chiflarse y gastarse con lujuria
trayendo niños inocentes para que padrastros o madrastras los violen...y cuida'o que hay padres que se enamoran de sus propias hijas...nasty...
que del bien social? que de la moral?
qué? qué? QUé?
estamos estancados con el gobierno, con vagos que viven del mantengo
y de ricos que les importa un peo los demás...
este, este es el mundo en que nos obligan a vivir...
no hay salud de gratis...todo te lo cobran...todo te lo niegan si el cashimir no esta!!!
que mas puede Dios aguantar? vernos asi? luchando por un bien que el mal constantemente acosa segundo a segundo...asi es como muere el alma...asi es como mueren los puros de corazón, los centrados de cabeza que dan y dan pero más abunda la maldad...

Song: Phantom of the Opera "Think of Me"

When you find that, once again, you long to take your heart back
and be free - if you ever find a moment spare a thought for me ...

We never said our love was evergreen,
or as unchanging as the sea - but if you can still remember,
stop and think of me ...

Think of all the things we've shared and seen -
don't think about the things which might have been ...

Think of me, think of me waking, silent and resigned.

Imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind.

Recall those days, look back on all those times,
think of the things we'll never do - there will never be a day, when
I won't think of you ...

Poem: OFF with Me...

these two last years...
i have seen who is true
i have seen the moment to break off with me
with hypocrisies...
now, you cannot even glance or stare at me...
now, i don't even see you in the hallway
i wonder, sometimes, how our friendship ended like this?
by wrong communications and wrong carriers of gossips
i am secluded from the life i used to live...
i do not feel alone...do not get me wrong...
i sometimes feel regret...for the ones that were really true to me
but with epic poems and war poems
we destroyed our friendship
and what was once offered freely and with love
now cannot be offered
i am too proud...i admit...
i am too careful...
but for what i only have to cherish is the memories of a good friendship
before the tide drowned us
before the tide put our backs and poison in our mouths...
now, how can i reach you?
now, how can i feel free and loved by someone who was my friend?
what he and she may feel of me?
what if i get rejected again?
the wounds that we strike for ourselves...is it healed?
for the better not for the worst...
i've been living off from what i used to live...
i've never been two faced, i've never recalled how we fell in this mess...
pressure, wrong friends, wrong labelers...
yet this is part of life,
this is natural...people come and goes...
let life mystery works for us.

Sweet Halloween Pics

Poem: Solace in my Universe...

the nightingale came,
earlier than usual,
singing songs in my head.

his beautiful wings
covered my face,
the fatigue ended for once
my heart burst
fading in time
dying with its feeling...

the nightingale came,
earlier than usual,
singing songs in my head.

carving with his little feet,
leaving scars in my skin
and my heart shrank with excitement
for once.
all the memories collide
fiercely...

the nightingale came,
earlier than usual,
singing songs in my head.

with it's feathers
filling my lungs with more than air
embracing its corners
tickling my core and taking my life away.

no more hearts
for this poor maid,
i'm only here not to satisfy myself
yet for you I am unknown,
i pass deliberately against the universe
in your bubble,
no nightingale will came,
this is the curse
for hole like yourself.

the nightingale came,
earlier than usual,
singing songs in my head.

Poema: Crepúsculo

Entre gris y negro
solo existe el blanco...opaco y manchado.
Existen pocas cosas que pueda decir de tí,
la mayoría de las veces mientras duermes
te admiro y con el pasar del tiempo
desconozco al hombre febril
que vive conmigo.

He imaginado muchos finales
pero nuestro principio viene y va
como el crepúsculo...
No hay mentiras solo verdades
no hay odio solo el pequeño angel
que con su amor ata el de los dos.

La belleza del gris
esta en sus ojos, inocente,
y solo él posee la luz que habitaba en mí.
Contigo siento y padezco
contigo lloro y me rio,
pero con él soy màs
un angel guardian hecho carne.

No duermo la misma noche
no vivo en el mismo cuerpo,
soy otra
que vive en intentos.

Llorame, si puedes...
que en mis brazos solo existe espacio para mi pequeño ser.

Mikhael Omar

Poem: Who are you?

For me,
you are more than stars,
moon and sun.

For me,
you are my sweet child,
a savior to protect and guide.

For me,
you are the perfection of love,
an unquestionable love and undying love.

For me,
you are my faith and hope.

Poem: Eternal Love

the most beautiful creature
was held in my womb
and now in my arms
with gentle eyes and shy smiles
he lives with me.

i surrender entirely to his love
and in me an empty place
is fill with unconditional love.

a love that will move mountains
a love that will keep him safe
a love that will give love always

the most beautiful creature
a little angel that gave up his wings
just to be with us and to feel for a lifetime
the eternal love we can give.

The Brand New Me

Poem: The Present and the Past Meet the Future...

How far it will lead this path?
How many friends I have to lose?

This silent that corrupts my ambitions
this feeling of life living inside of me...
this-regardless- my emotions and my intuitions
guide me, stabbed me, poisons my will and left me drowning in the wild sea.

O' sweet and gentle light
give me thy warmth
do not leave me behind
give me strength to win
this incoherent battle
of switch enemies.

Tamed, untamed
the wilderness of words
grows inside my head.
I can be fierce less. Swimming with sacrifices...
a mutual feeling.

Now, awaits deep and hidden
the boy that with smiles
will give me wings.
We are attached and not condemned
we live, we chose this path.

Leaving the yellow road that
who knows were it leads. With smiles but empty eyes
they greet me...who knows.

Now, I am not scared of uncertainties
neither of sacrifices, this life is made with more than riddles and puzzles.
the past dried,
pausing every memory
with their faces and empty eyes.
The present is undone,
I live the fullest that is all I know...
the future is yet to come.

Uffff....

I thought I might never enter to my blog again. Why? Well, the circumstances, have no internet, got sick in a battle of life and death with my baby. Yes, I am going to be a mommy! Shocking news?! It was for me too. Lately, with all that I've been through, best friends betrayal, messing up at my backs, my health, and many other stuff that do not need to be detail. I have managed to survive. It is true that my pregnancy caught me by surprise and that my symptoms took all the energy from me. I've been pretty lonely, with many poems in my head but I have not decided to write. Why? It could be the fact that I have always write poems when I feel in love or devastated. This time the mixture was so great and my fears could not be express in words. So, I stayed silent for a while, but for the ones who know my nature, you know what it will come. I could put aside my dreams for awhile for the health of my baby and mine, but do not worry, I will come back.

Thanks for the reading and be alert...I am not that lost.