-¿¿Poetry every rainy day you need it

Even when you can't write more

Take me

And full me of love

¡Remeber

Who love you will never break you in pieces.

"La elegancia y el estilo no tienen nada que ver con el dinero".- Carolina Herrera.

sábado, 8 de octubre de 2016

Encontrar, separar, hasta siempre, hasta nunca.

tanto encontrarte contigo misma
que acabaste por perderte.

No te dice nadie quien debes ser
pero cualquiera te fuerza
a ser como otros quieren que seas.

Vivo de porqués, queriendo encontrarle
lo que manda al mundo
y en el mundo estamos nosotros
¿Quién nos mandó encontrarnos?
Todo esta tan simétricamente perfecto
que las casualidades se pusieron de acuerdo
para juntar a dos personas
pero también
para separarlas.

viernes, 1 de enero de 2016

Everything,
almost all what you have ever knew
can ever change in what a simple second can be.
It was my time,
my time to fly, my time to look at the sky
and think that everything is possible.
But,
when you are so close to the sky,
 there's forces who push you down, to the mud.
But
you have to know it
 to meet it.
And everything,
almost all what you have knew
can change in what a simple second can be.
Imagine,
how many times
you can wake up every morning
feeling a new life can be.
Because,
everything
can ever change.

martes, 29 de diciembre de 2015

Melancholia

and then i found myself thinking
when anything but everything is worse
than having the feeling of falling in parts

I only wanted what everyone wanted
but anyone can give me,
someone to trust,
who I care,
no cheaters and no stories
about someone else

someone who is not going to come with me
and tell me what to do
but then you appeared
when i didn't want to

and I'm scared,
yeah, I am
because i don't want to break nobody
while they don't care about me though
but It's what happens when you give everything in life
you don't ask for anything
just a smile and a piece of happiness.

martes, 27 de octubre de 2015

Sometimes, it just happen that no one wants to hear you. No one is in the pleasure to imagine what is the life missing one part of the life caring about others. I am not going to expect anything more than loneliness, but it's the fact to convert a person in pessimist. These kind of things are the ones which trape you and then they pull you over a lot of non sense things. I didn't want to be like that. However, this world is becoming so dark for some people to advance and slide the bad things.
Most of people start with some kind of depression they didn't want to realize they have. Others, just want to be as they are but in the against way.
I am not these kind of people, I was in sallow. Dreaming not to wake up again and again, but it passed away. I passed away that.
Sometimes, it just happen that you want to come back and spend the days as you did when you was happy, but you can never get it back. It happen, things happen. It's just the way you get into them what matters.
I wonder at some times how to deserve the life I want, How to continue advancing in the path I always want to be. I wonder how I have to break up the path we made to find us. It's nothing important, but what is important is the feeling we felt when we separate our ways of being, our way to walk, our life.
But what I wanted to criticize wasn't the fact of being frightened, was the fact of being freaking fearful. We cannot just feel the fear and go off the way. We just feel the fear and the risk but we don't change it to adrenaline. And it's the most important problem of the most of us, we just want to rush off because we are fearful. And the fear it's not a bad thing. Instead, it could make the magic we were wandering.

domingo, 25 de octubre de 2015

There's no people who can understand it,
that the pleasure of life is not what you think it is.
I came to the no where place,
and not all people is happy in what they think they are

jueves, 1 de octubre de 2015

I hate when people think you are not good enough but they don't say it, they just let you try it saying things like " But if you do it, don't came and stay home upset" I really hate that.

martes, 29 de septiembre de 2015

En un intento de respirar continuo
me atraganto con las almas
que andan por mi alrededor vagando
ya que no solo no ven y se chocan
si no que no es porque no tengan ojos
y manos que sentir
es por su ignorancia los atrapa
y ellos se dejan atrapar.

Más no es menos culpa de ellos
que de este fantasma que nos atrapa
a los que nos dejamos atrapar.