I got the blues or is just november !!

While I walk through this old dry leafs

between my secrets and trees

I belong to this moment

past is just and old luggage

heavy luggage that makes me what I am now

If I look in this case what should I find?

But I see this last part is heavy and is just one

One year of memories different than the last

12 pieces that can come up in colors and weathers

365 suns that belong to all

maybe 4 or 5 moons missing

I must have gaven them away?!

(At least one of them is in my ankle.)

I see people that I cannot reach anymore

even if I try, they have grown apart

I saw love but it wasnt the real one

so ill keep the fake ones as part of my plan.

I see hugs, some of hello and some of good bye

also those laughings from kisses passerby

People that I have helped

friends that I have hurt

some old songs that still play out loud

and actions of despair that doesnt make me fell proud

I can look in all this memories and find a lifetime

But, in the end is not numbers, parties, birthdays or people.

Is just how much words have you spoken,

how many ideas you taken to life,

How many kisses you ment

and how many cheers will you remember.

Ever day is time to harvest and nourish

Dont number your tears just your smiles

a blink lasts as much as you want

But If I can tell you and advise

blink while living, it will make it last.

One year doesnt make me feel one year older

It makes me fell more man than last year.

what about you?

Este es un poema muy bueno...

Sticked Boy liked Match Girl

He liked her a lot.

He liked her cute figure,

he thought she was hot.

But a flame could ever burn a

for a match and a stick?

It did quite literally;

he burned up quick.

Stick to it, expectations are just colorfull realities

Some great Ideas come from stupidness so here I am writing about nothing and everything of the same topic..
Lets leave our expectations the way they want to live an fool ourselves that some day dreams will come true...
karma will repay haha..

romanticide intro..

My fingers to type
and my thougts, ungiven kisses and assasinated
dreams to write about you.



Main dishes are served warm so hurry up and please youself....


Some days are made for joy
Some days are made for rain
some days are made of laughter
and some days are made to remember

Some rainy days are made for crying
Some ranny days are made to wash your dirt
some rainy days are made to wash your tears

Some tears are made to cry out at night
some tears are made to cry out loud
some nights are just made to miss you

some girls are made to ditch you
and some girls are just worth ditching
Some girls are make to keep you awake
and some girls are made to take out your sleep
to keep your dreams wake up
and some mornings are just to miss you

Some sunny days are made to beauty
and some sunny days are made to play
some games are made to have fun
and some of us are not made for games.

Some lips are made for kissing
and some kisses are ment to be
but, some kisses are worth to keep for yourself
and some hugs are made to touch your lips

Some nights are made to miss you
and some are made to meet you
and some moon are made to do both
some moons are made to witness
and some stars are made to give us hope

Some stories are made to tell
and some stories are ment to live
some stories are made to forget
and some stories are just ...mm stories

Some breaths are made to share
and some breaths are made to be taken
some breaths are made to be steal
and some breaths are made just to hold them

Some hugs are made to say good bye
and some hugs are made to smell your hair
some hugs are just an excuse to get close to you
and some hugs are made to take our your scent with me

some scents are made to remember you
and some scents are made to realize how beautifull you are
when Im aaround you

but finnally I can just tell you
My arms are not made to hug you
my lips not to kiss you
this night not to be with you
and this sun not to remember you

but some of my time is made to be with you

So I die happy

While I´m feeling my thoughts sooo.. sick in my stomach

You enjoy a courtesy kiss of my spirit.

If you suddenly smile in your loneliness

For sure are my dreams somehow reaching you.

Damn.... I hate to be by myself trying to reach you.

Thats physically imposible and also not satisfactory.

Just follow me to one of my dreams this night,

one kiss of you will kill me..

So I die happy

I dont want to wake up and follow myself again.

Realidad de sentimientos.

Existe un juego del cual no nos hemos percatado.
Sabes que te extraño porque te lo he dicho,
pero no sabes como me siento si mi imagen no esta en tu cabeza
como la tuya en la mia.

No es el hecho de verte y pasar tiempo juntos,
porque tengo 22 años y he vivido sin ti todo este tiempo.
Tampoco eres el amor de mi vida, ni mi eterno martir
Solo importa que ahorita no te tengo y te necesito.

Same story

Time is a little bit mature now
and I havet grow up
those red lip´s poison still in my system

Im in a countdonwn inspired by hope
meanwhile you are adding numbers and memories to your new life.
you are living in a place where I dont belong.

White enviroment.!

Snow falls into my place
and alcohol keeps my heat warm
tears are just jewels carved in my face

Blood diamons born in my love
and stained in purity
with the magic of your light.

Awesome woman

Confused child dont stare at colors
you are an alien woman above the others
Stop benting down for them to notice you
with your sugar glassed eyes
you can kill vampires.

no abras FB.!

Como sentirme vivo
si los motivos por los cuales respiro ya no estan
Como no sangrar internamente
si mi corazon nya no cumple su funcion
y solo molesta

Como fijar mi mirada en algo interesante
si mis ojos solo añoran tu recuerdo
y esa foto criminal que me ah asesinado.

dsps de abrir FB!

I just heard a crack! sound inside me
my heart is hurting and bleeding

does that mean Im dying?
Because I feel my body is not workin
or maybe I just dont want to live.

Mirror talk

Sweet good romance,
Remember Im still your fan
those steel strings that where attaached to us
are still hanging on my back.

Now youll never gonna answer
those stupid past questions
those thoughts need to die
but at least you still in the same place
so I can see you are fine

Oh! sweet absense romance
your placed is carved in my stone
you know? hurry up sweetie!
or it will change its form.

Youll be with me in every fukcing night
So ill keep my window open
and youll now how to fligh high.
I will certainly let you in
so you can erosionate my heart.

fallen dust come back to me
I need to fill my scar
and take this red memory away
that turn black in my head
because those are the ones
that make me feel empty-dead

for you beloved one
I am the same puppet
if your hands are wide
and you decide to plaly
come and get me
but, dondt make me faint..

You havebt change at all
and even light lamps have their cover
you still in the same places
shinning por your own

Finally,
I miss you, sorry, I miss you
and Im soar of nightly life

you said to me,
wild is when dark is down
but I cannot turn on this light.

hey hey hey there moon.

oh beautifull moon
how many times are you gonna see me cry?
how I can see you beautifull shine?
if my eyes are drown in the past.

My face is facing forward
and my skin misses
your sweet cold touch...

my heart tries to get hard
but my body is stuck in your warmth.

Mask

Why should I hide the mask that I deserve
I made it.
Its just a mask but cannot take it off.

Its carved into my mind and soul
and cannot take it off.
is just here to remind me
how stupid i can be or how awfull life is .

Destiny´s Fool

I feel like a fool
wantin to know what I already know
waiting to know hat is going to happen.
Expecting to know how pain gets real.

Feeling disturbed by idea,s I ask to know
but is denied
I knew I was a fool.
Now Im sure

How not to have this feelings
How not to be a fool,
I just didnt see it coming.

I just want to think about it and laugh.

Now, that I know what kind of fool I am
I can trust and it kills.
Makes me feel soar every day n night
I feel like a fool.
and I write

What if all these fears are happening again
Can feel like a devastated fool,
maybe I should get smart
I just cannot deny im a fool
a love fool
a smart fool
a fools that feels
a fool with ideas
a fool that felt for you.

vete ya!

Como pensar en tu imagen
Si de lo que tu eras ya no eres ni la sombra.
Solo el vacio que haces cuando no estas
y logro querer ese vacio que es lo mas cercano a ti.
Lo logro querer tanto que creo ya no te necesitarte.

Si muriera hoy,
No valdria la peña extrañarte
Solo añorarte hoy y no mañana
Porque mañana ya no existes,
Solo hoy.

Yo muero hoy , tu mueres ocnmigo, en mi.
En el mundo seras otra,
para muchos la misma,
para ti incompleta,
para mi te vas conmigo.

Es una forma de decir adios?

Un adios puede ser emotivo e incluso doloroso o incomodo.
Si no me despido te demuestro que no hay nada porq despedirse.
No existe epoca dorada o post decadencia o alguna era que termino, solamente es un toque trascendental.
Para hacerlo mas personal "A". Nuestra amistad es como una vida. Desde que nos conocimos hasta ahora fue como nuestra infancia donde sembramos fundamentos para el resto de la vida. travesuras e inocencia era nuestro deber diario, pero ahora nuestros caminos se han separado y nada mas.
Yo no se manaña!!!??....! Solo hay una respuesta para eso. TEKILA!!
En donde recordaremos nuestra etapa infantil y crearemos nuevas memorias.

"Everynight in every foreign contry land
just take a second to look at the sky
Take a breath of that alienated air
Fill your body with new oxigen and give life to
those braincells that keep your neo memories and old stories.

You have to know and remember, if you raise up your hands in the air
We all will be holding hands because seconds unite us,
and if we close our eyes at the same time we will be smilling as our golden age.

...

Lights may turn on and off...
Scripts and scenes may not be filled with each one of us.
Secondary characters may come back or be gone forever, is just part of the act.
-
The season of our life
get us involve in different drama
but,
I have just one thing to say...

We are all primary in "Viva la vida" story,
is our duty.
No matter if we are praised or "boooooed".

Show most gon on!!... 24/7 . "

Izar una persona en un pedestal!!

Celular ^ mensajes ^inbox ( 140 nuevos ) mmmmm.. no hay nada nuevo.- pense-

Deje el celular en la mesa y tratando de no verlo pase una hora tratando de engañarme pero simplemente no hacia ningun sonido.

Repentinamente escuche "bip" y cuando lo vi la pantalla se leia "Teclado Bloqueado".

He pensado desactivar esa opción -pense- pero se activa la musica y la verdad no pienso quedarme sin bateria. ¡No me quiero mentir! talvez si se apaga este celular pueda recibir esa llamada.

Con la mano desocupada lo movi de lugar y le di la vuelta para no ver la pantalla. Me distraia constantemente con videos divertidos en la televisión, pero al mismo tiempo si pensaba en compartir esos videos, tenia que ser con esa persona la cual probablemente esta ocupada.

¡Si eso es! - exclame - Esta ocupada y cuando eso pasa no se preocupa por llamar.

De igual forma la conversacion por telefono de ayer en la noche fue conmigo y con nadie mas. Esto me da oxigeno para vivir veinticuatro horas mas sin su contacto. Sera que la estoy justificando... mmmm.. no lo creo. Ella es asi, lastima que no puedo compartir esto con nadie mas para saber que opinan al respecto.


Repentinamente escuche el sonido de mi ringtone. Lo curioso es que no provenía de mi celular. Cuando escuche mas a fondo sabia que el sonido venia de mi cabeza. ¡Que patético! - pensé - Será que todo esto es normal? Será que alguien se puede sentí así de una persona la cual no te a dado ni el mas mínimo motivo? Bueno si tengo motivos - Sonreí -


Me levante con la energia de viernes y un simple " doble click" encendió la computadora.

explorer^facebook^Home ( 2 notification ). No los quise ver de una vez ya que no me interesa ver si es un wall o un comment de esta persona.


Pero de nuevo sentí en mis ideas que me estaba engañando. en ese momento no hay otro lugar en el cual me gustaría estar, en su cabeza.


Pero no yo estar simplemente en su cabeza, esas no son mis intenciones. Me refiero a que ella tenga a el "yo" cual tiene defectos, pero es perfecto Si cometo un error ella lo justifique.
Creo que seria la misma imagen que tengo yo de ella.
Me gustaría que ella me viera igual a como yo la miro. No la puedo amar ya que e vivido sin ella 22 años y se que no es el amor de mi vida ni mi eterno mártir.

SMILELESS

I once had a smile

that it was erased by... who knows, who?

Now that I think of it!

Maybe you have it,

Because I always see it,

when I'm with you.

You know that is true?!

Resulta muy indiferente saber que es lo que piensan los demás..

De igual forma conocer el futuro resulta tan incierto como poder amaestrar nuestro de deseo físico hacia ciertas personas.

Que patética una vida si al despertar un día de diciembre lo primero que pasa por tu cabeza es el clima frío y tu única preocupación momentánea es encontrar mas calor bajo las cubrecamas.

Voy a aclarar este párrafo de una forma mucho mas cálida para el corazón.

Te despiertas en la mañana y tu primera preocupación es el frío.

Tus pies helados y el sol apenas se ve. Miras a tu lado y allí esta el calor q necesitas, esta persona tu lado dormida extiende su brazo en sus sueños. Tu pies helados y desnudos se juntan inmediatamente y no te preocupas por las cubrecamas, el frío o el sol. Lo unico que te preocupa es cuanto puede durar.. Pero pasa por tu cabeza un segundo y te segas por ese calor que necesitas estas enamorado y no te importa nada.

Fantasy ruined by a mop!

Tired of meaningless voices.

As a surround system that knocks around my thoughts,

I run into people, wearing different funny hats and fake mustaches,

but people are so naive and my aura is so green,

that even in middle of this tornado, they want me to use different colors.

Do they want me to be dirty as a muddworm

dancing in a chocolate cupcake? Haha

I run into darkness of my rutinary life

Those voices, those phantoms are still bothering.!!

Maybe I shouldn't place any attention,

maybe I must close my eyes and believe in myself.

Insanity may go away.

Remorse of blood stains created in past

probably will wax away

these sharp claws that have been hurting people souls

may help to scratch that sticked old bubble gum

that hangs from my back.

If I bury myself in a pirate chest and sen myself

as deep as possible, into the center of earth

I think no one could find me

and maybe they erase me from their memories.

But, I think why should I play hide and seek with them,

if I am a child that disguised as a grownup.

Suddenly I imagine here in my everyday play

a secret door hidden in everyones heart

that opens millions of opportunities

of secret doors that remains unexposed

by those colorful shirts and those Rockstar-necklaces.

I become peaceful reaching stars with my eyes close

believing in love creatures that irradiate viruses of loyalty

all over the green yard.

I'm still waiting and knowing that you will find me,

with my eyes closed and my arms wide open.

I expect to feel the warm of your skin,

and the contact of your breath into my cold spirited face.

Taking this breathtaking last sunshine,

that starts with yellow flow from the sun,

and becomes purple by the twilight,

that consumes my body.

Finally, the only idea that keeps my head working,

is the way I think about you right now.

Hello.. New ideas, involve new ways of expression..

This is my world,
So maybe if I leave footprints in this reality, they will create a storm in other fantasy..
How do I see myself?? that Q is for you to find out, and for me to figure it out.. XD