This poem is for you, not for me.
Because every other poem I have written has been selfishly
Concatenated for my eyes to see,
For myself to read.
Because every other poem I have written has been keen,
Quick to produce feelings that are incomplete.
Feelings that would make any female want more from me.
You see, I have been selfish indeed.
I have let greed coat my brain and leave
My thoughts soiled with lust when love is what my heart needs.
You see, I have been selfish indeed.
I have written for no one else but me.
So now I breathe heavily
As I try to readily
Complete a poem for you, not me.
A poem that would make every other one, I have written, obsolete.
A poem for you not for me,
Yes, indeed. Yes, I believe
That this poem is to be perfectly unique.
One for history
Books, one for your eyes to see,
One for you to read.
A poem to make my pen bleed,
For nowadays I must say that I, myself, me...
I have seized
To write on paper with pen and have chosen to miserably
Trust the keyboard on my computer or the one on my G2 as I wait for the G3.
I am spoiled by technology.
I have been selfishly indulging in the new philosophy
Of not caring about anything except fulfilling a demon's dream.
The philosophy of forgetting why I write and focusing on sharing my cream
With every woman I see.
It didn't matter if she was special or not, it didn't matter to me.
I just wanted to get into her mind, her heart, her body and then leave.
I just wanted to be fulfilled sexually.
I hope it's not too late for me.
I hope that I can change so that we
Can be a we as I, myself do want you, yourself to be
Happily conjunct, concrete and complete.
I hope that you could find it in your heart to let me be with thee.
I hope that you can see, that this poem has been written for you not for me.
Nor has it been written for the satisfaction of my selfish being.
It has not been written to fulfill a demon's dream.
No, siree. I bereaved myself of such fiends.
This poem has the soul purpose of showing you and me
That I am new and newly
I have been able to leave greed.
I have been saved, I am no longer a slave of me,
I'm not a slave of society.
For now I just want to be the one that writes poetry for you and not for me.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Ignoring Truth And Fact
Ignoring truth and fact,
I rather lie and act
As the character that I am assigned
In this play that we call life.
Ignoring truth and fact,
I rather be a rat
Than a frog you try to kiss
To transform me into a prince.
Ignoring truth and fact,
It is simple, the truth is that
I really do detest
Your person at its best.
Monday, March 28, 2011
When You're Around
A ray of sunshine
Sneaks in through a tiny crack.
It sneaks in through the curtains
That make my room pitch black.
I spend most of my time
Inside and alone.
So when I see sun light
I kind of miss the cold,
Dark loneliness.
Except when you're around.
You have a way of turning
A frown up-side-down.
That is why you are loved.
That is why you are called a friend.
You don't have to do anything,
With you I wont pretend.
When you're around
I wont look down
So that the fear
Of falling to the ground
Wont manifest itself.
I will look up
And look fear in the eye
Because with you I am a wolf, I am no pup.
Sneaks in through a tiny crack.
It sneaks in through the curtains
That make my room pitch black.
I spend most of my time
Inside and alone.
So when I see sun light
I kind of miss the cold,
Dark loneliness.
Except when you're around.
You have a way of turning
A frown up-side-down.
That is why you are loved.
That is why you are called a friend.
You don't have to do anything,
With you I wont pretend.
When you're around
I wont look down
So that the fear
Of falling to the ground
Wont manifest itself.
I will look up
And look fear in the eye
Because with you I am a wolf, I am no pup.
No Doubt
There's no doubt that she's a character,
Because of it many are after her.
Disaster her
They want, but can't
And they just can't comprehend,
Why whenever she falls, she manages to stand.
There's no doubt that she's a character
Full of life.
Her might, her strength
There's not one soul that can pretend
That her beauty can't,
Anyone it catches, at the knees make bend.
There's no doubt that she's a character,
But is there doubt inside of her?
I want to know if she concurs
To the theory within my mind.
The theory of there being a story behind her eyes,
A truth that damages her from deep inside.
There's no doubt that she's a character,
But does she know that, because of her,
I cry when she's saddened and I die.
When ever she's in need I fly
To her so she may feel safe.
Any time she needs me, I'm never late.
There's no doubt that she's a character,
No, there's no doubt that she could master
My heart.
I bet she could make me stay and not be apart
From her, from her body or from her intellect.
I bet she could make me complete, with her I'd be perfect.
Because of it many are after her.
Disaster her
They want, but can't
And they just can't comprehend,
Why whenever she falls, she manages to stand.
There's no doubt that she's a character
Full of life.
Her might, her strength
There's not one soul that can pretend
That her beauty can't,
Anyone it catches, at the knees make bend.
There's no doubt that she's a character,
But is there doubt inside of her?
I want to know if she concurs
To the theory within my mind.
The theory of there being a story behind her eyes,
A truth that damages her from deep inside.
There's no doubt that she's a character,
But does she know that, because of her,
I cry when she's saddened and I die.
When ever she's in need I fly
To her so she may feel safe.
Any time she needs me, I'm never late.
There's no doubt that she's a character,
No, there's no doubt that she could master
My heart.
I bet she could make me stay and not be apart
From her, from her body or from her intellect.
I bet she could make me complete, with her I'd be perfect.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
"Lioness, You Are Loved" (Yasmin 04)
Inspired by and dedicated to Yasmin J. Cruz.
Inspired, she speaks of loneliness
And yes,
Of lonely nights.
I wonder if she knows
About this, out of control,
Feeling that I fight.
She speaks of broken hearts,
Hearts stabbed by Cupid’s darts.
Hearts crippled to a halt
By the pain never
Ignored by the clever,
The pain of fish in salt.
She seems to me
To be
Stronger than she thinks.
She seems to me so beautiful
And truthfully, just to be truthful,
She takes me to the brink.
With just her simple smile
A soul so vile
Would seize to rot.
She conjures up pure purity,
A kindness that creates unity
With even the antagonists within her plot.
Such a being, with such a mind,
With such wonders behind
Her beautiful eyes.
Such perfection,
As if an infection,
She fills the heart with a love that never dies.
A queen, she is
The mother of bliss,
Giving birth to nothing but good.
A lioness,
When being oppressed,
She growls and bites to make herself understood.
She's kind,
I find,
She's also strong.
She's loving, loved
And held highest above
All else by those whom, to her, would never do wrong.
She is precious, indeed,
She is selfless and greed,
To her, is something unknown.
Her soothing embrace,
The sight of her face,
The warmth of her soul, they cannot be outgrown.
Inspired, she speaks of loneliness
And yes,
Of lonely nights.
I wonder if she knows
About this, out of control,
Feeling that I fight.
She speaks of broken hearts,
Hearts stabbed by Cupid’s darts.
Hearts crippled to a halt
By the pain never
Ignored by the clever,
The pain of fish in salt.
She seems to me
To be
Stronger than she thinks.
She seems to me so beautiful
And truthfully, just to be truthful,
She takes me to the brink.
With just her simple smile
A soul so vile
Would seize to rot.
She conjures up pure purity,
A kindness that creates unity
With even the antagonists within her plot.
Such a being, with such a mind,
With such wonders behind
Her beautiful eyes.
Such perfection,
As if an infection,
She fills the heart with a love that never dies.
A queen, she is
The mother of bliss,
Giving birth to nothing but good.
A lioness,
When being oppressed,
She growls and bites to make herself understood.
She's kind,
I find,
She's also strong.
She's loving, loved
And held highest above
All else by those whom, to her, would never do wrong.
She is precious, indeed,
She is selfless and greed,
To her, is something unknown.
Her soothing embrace,
The sight of her face,
The warmth of her soul, they cannot be outgrown.
Monday, March 21, 2011
"Sonrisa" (Alysha)
Inspirado por y dedicado a Alysha Marte Flores.
Una sonrisa tan caliente
Como la tuya es suficiente
Para derretir el hielo que queda al rededor
De este frió corazón.
Ese amor tan sincero,
Esa personalidad que mantiene ligero
Este peso que yo siento sobre mis hombros,
Querida, me pone tonto.
Tu ser, tu amistad, tu querer.
Estas son las cosas que cualquiera quisiera tener.
Eres única y únicamente tan perfecta,
Tu presencia es lo que a todos nos completa.
Madre, esposa, amiga.
Eres la inspiración que mantiene viva mi armonía.
Siempre inspiras algo bueno nunca algo malo.
Eres ángel, eres flor, eres el aire que respiramos.
Una sonrisa tan caliente
Como la tuya es suficiente
Para derretir el hielo que queda al rededor
De este frió corazón.
Ese amor tan sincero,
Esa personalidad que mantiene ligero
Este peso que yo siento sobre mis hombros,
Querida, me pone tonto.
Tu ser, tu amistad, tu querer.
Estas son las cosas que cualquiera quisiera tener.
Eres única y únicamente tan perfecta,
Tu presencia es lo que a todos nos completa.
Madre, esposa, amiga.
Eres la inspiración que mantiene viva mi armonía.
Siempre inspiras algo bueno nunca algo malo.
Eres ángel, eres flor, eres el aire que respiramos.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Contemplating Confusion
...And now this feeling. To think that I, who am but a single rain drop in the desert sun, could live eternally inside a cave of ice. Though ice does come from water, when applied the correct temperature has been and I, a raindrop, water being myself, oh! how different we both be.
To be, and stop being one who shadows does love with all thy can, a someone who something tries to be. ‘Tis hypocrisy isn’t it? To be someone who something tries to be and not himself. Oh! What hypocrites! And to think that in this world we live this way. We being not me, included, any more, but once before I would have been.
Hypocrisy now is a way of life but in the past a choice, indeed, it was. A path that once did split we now walk without a will. A will owned now, not by us but, by society. A will that exist now for no purpose, but the purpose of reminding us of our social slavery.
Is this slavery a must? Is this slavery a must, I ask and if it be not a must, Is it possible to walk away? Or are we betrayed by our own selfish will and tung-tied are we left? Tung-tied by such a royal riddle written and said before so many times that even memorized, tung-tide it doth still leave us.
Tung-tide, now a mute, how can a man express his love?! Oh! Romeo how I admire you! To dispose of such filling feelings in such an honorable manner. To let go of your tung and let know to the loved the feelings of the lover. How must it be carried out? Do words posses the power? And if in words the secret key may indeed lie, what must be done to make it rise from where it lays? Must words be spoken, written, or directed indirectly towards the mind? Oh! What must I do?!
Confused by a stormy night and a sky so dark and never clear. Not even the light of the North Star I see leaving me lost at sea. No sight, no touch, no smell. How can I live? Neither a taste, nor the sound of grace. Disgraced now, what can I give?!
A thought! A thought! Oh! God! A thought! My Lord, what does this mean? May it mean my salvation, God? Is it Lady Love that has come for me?
To be, and stop being one who shadows does love with all thy can, a someone who something tries to be. ‘Tis hypocrisy isn’t it? To be someone who something tries to be and not himself. Oh! What hypocrites! And to think that in this world we live this way. We being not me, included, any more, but once before I would have been.
Hypocrisy now is a way of life but in the past a choice, indeed, it was. A path that once did split we now walk without a will. A will owned now, not by us but, by society. A will that exist now for no purpose, but the purpose of reminding us of our social slavery.
Is this slavery a must? Is this slavery a must, I ask and if it be not a must, Is it possible to walk away? Or are we betrayed by our own selfish will and tung-tied are we left? Tung-tied by such a royal riddle written and said before so many times that even memorized, tung-tide it doth still leave us.
Tung-tide, now a mute, how can a man express his love?! Oh! Romeo how I admire you! To dispose of such filling feelings in such an honorable manner. To let go of your tung and let know to the loved the feelings of the lover. How must it be carried out? Do words posses the power? And if in words the secret key may indeed lie, what must be done to make it rise from where it lays? Must words be spoken, written, or directed indirectly towards the mind? Oh! What must I do?!
Confused by a stormy night and a sky so dark and never clear. Not even the light of the North Star I see leaving me lost at sea. No sight, no touch, no smell. How can I live? Neither a taste, nor the sound of grace. Disgraced now, what can I give?!
A thought! A thought! Oh! God! A thought! My Lord, what does this mean? May it mean my salvation, God? Is it Lady Love that has come for me?
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Will Not Pretend
I'm dying slowly
Thinking coldly
About all things
That matter not.
Maybe I can't take it anymore,
Not alone,
Not like before.
I guess it's time for me to stop.
Bleeding bad blood,
I think I've bled enough
From these wounds
It seems my heart forgot.
The truth is they're still there
And they do still bleed, near
The heart, and cloud the mind when clear.
I think a lot.
I think about
All of the doubts
That have left me in a drought
Of the love that used to fill me to the top.
Breathing is hard,
Like a smoker, my lungs are charred.
Charcoal black, the color of a heart too scarred.
I took the easy route last time; I folded before the flop.
I didn't feel like dealing with it again,
I hope that you can understand
That this time I will not pretend
To be happy when I'm not!
Thinking coldly
About all things
That matter not.
Maybe I can't take it anymore,
Not alone,
Not like before.
I guess it's time for me to stop.
Bleeding bad blood,
I think I've bled enough
From these wounds
It seems my heart forgot.
The truth is they're still there
And they do still bleed, near
The heart, and cloud the mind when clear.
I think a lot.
I think about
All of the doubts
That have left me in a drought
Of the love that used to fill me to the top.
Breathing is hard,
Like a smoker, my lungs are charred.
Charcoal black, the color of a heart too scarred.
I took the easy route last time; I folded before the flop.
I didn't feel like dealing with it again,
I hope that you can understand
That this time I will not pretend
To be happy when I'm not!
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Rachel, Darling, I'm Listening To Rhythm & Blues
Inspired by and dedicated to Rachel Reyes.
I'm tired of...
Saying sweet things to so many ones.
I'm tired of...
Trying so hard to end up with none.
I'm tired of...
Her not being you,
The next lie not being true
Just because the only truth
Is that I love you
And you're the only one I want to be with too.
I'm listening to love songs like,
Trey Songz' "One Love"
And "Blind"
Because I can not see
Unless you were to be with me.
I think the fog in my way may clear
If the chance of being with you were near.
I would love to have you here,
Cuddling with me on a Sunday.
I would dedicate my life to being with you, darling.
I'm heartless all the time,
Because I gave you all of mines.
My cousin Niko EME said that In "My Heart".
Now I'm listening to "Why."
Oh! Baby girl let's "Make It Right!"
Let's be together every single night.
We can listen to Avant, Usher, or Ginuwine.
If you'd like,
We can listen to some more Trey
And mix it up a little with some of that J. Holiday.
I don't want to give you "Black Roses"
I rather take you to "Bed,"
Let you "Suffocate" me
And smear your "Red Lipstick" on me instead.
I "Betcha Never Had" A young lad quite like E.
Baby "Be With Me" because I want to be with thee.
You have killed the "Pimp In Me" so "My Heart," "It's Yours."
That Niko EME song is awesome so I threw it in once more.
Baby "Don't Go" let's "Fly" together and not "Fall"
This "Jupiter Love" I'm feeling is only for you, whom I adore.
Rachel, I said I would go hard, this is as hard as I can get.
I mean only to be straight up, I mean no disrespect.
I wanted you to know it all
So here is what you asked for
A poem inspired solely by you
I hope you get the clue
Give us a chance to grow, sincerely this is "Fatal,"
Not being there with you is like being in a crater,
An abyss I can't escape, not now, not later.
I'm tired of...
Saying sweet things to so many ones.
I'm tired of...
Trying so hard to end up with none.
I'm tired of...
Her not being you,
The next lie not being true
Just because the only truth
Is that I love you
And you're the only one I want to be with too.
I'm listening to love songs like,
Trey Songz' "One Love"
And "Blind"
Because I can not see
Unless you were to be with me.
I think the fog in my way may clear
If the chance of being with you were near.
I would love to have you here,
Cuddling with me on a Sunday.
I would dedicate my life to being with you, darling.
I'm heartless all the time,
Because I gave you all of mines.
My cousin Niko EME said that In "My Heart".
Now I'm listening to "Why."
Oh! Baby girl let's "Make It Right!"
Let's be together every single night.
We can listen to Avant, Usher, or Ginuwine.
If you'd like,
We can listen to some more Trey
And mix it up a little with some of that J. Holiday.
I don't want to give you "Black Roses"
I rather take you to "Bed,"
Let you "Suffocate" me
And smear your "Red Lipstick" on me instead.
I "Betcha Never Had" A young lad quite like E.
Baby "Be With Me" because I want to be with thee.
You have killed the "Pimp In Me" so "My Heart," "It's Yours."
That Niko EME song is awesome so I threw it in once more.
Baby "Don't Go" let's "Fly" together and not "Fall"
This "Jupiter Love" I'm feeling is only for you, whom I adore.
Rachel, I said I would go hard, this is as hard as I can get.
I mean only to be straight up, I mean no disrespect.
I wanted you to know it all
So here is what you asked for
A poem inspired solely by you
I hope you get the clue
Give us a chance to grow, sincerely this is "Fatal,"
Not being there with you is like being in a crater,
An abyss I can't escape, not now, not later.
Monday, February 14, 2011
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!
"A Box of Chocolates and a Bottle of Wine"
By: Edwin Calvo
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
Can I come over tonight?
Before I show up, can you dim the lights?
I want to sit and chat, but the mood needs to be right.
I want to converse sincerely about you and I.
I want to tell you secretly the truth about what I would like
To do to you as I caress your spine
With my finger tips as their hovering is ever so slight.
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
I feel like the thought of you is engraved in my mind.
I feel as if without you there's no meaning to life.
I feel as if when I am with you, all of the stars align.
I feel this feeling that intrigues and also does confine
My every essence to be directed towards your existence, not mine.
I feel as if insanity could cure the thought of you being divine,
When in fact even the insane do not deny that you are sublime.
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
Can I come over tonight?
Can you serenade me with the song played by your eyes?
A beautiful sound more masterful than that of Beethoven's "Symphony Number Nine".
Can I come over tonight?
If not, then lie.
For I do doubt that I am strong enough at my prime
To hear a no from you and not die.
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
I could see your image perfectly even if I were blind.
For your beautiful glow is so inclined
To bring forth light that in the darkest abyss you would shine.
You are, to the lost, a guide
And I am a lost soul tonight, so will you be so kind
To guide me to your heart as all I need to find my way, is you by my side,
So that we may share a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
By: Edwin Calvo
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
Can I come over tonight?
Before I show up, can you dim the lights?
I want to sit and chat, but the mood needs to be right.
I want to converse sincerely about you and I.
I want to tell you secretly the truth about what I would like
To do to you as I caress your spine
With my finger tips as their hovering is ever so slight.
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
I feel like the thought of you is engraved in my mind.
I feel as if without you there's no meaning to life.
I feel as if when I am with you, all of the stars align.
I feel this feeling that intrigues and also does confine
My every essence to be directed towards your existence, not mine.
I feel as if insanity could cure the thought of you being divine,
When in fact even the insane do not deny that you are sublime.
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
Can I come over tonight?
Can you serenade me with the song played by your eyes?
A beautiful sound more masterful than that of Beethoven's "Symphony Number Nine".
Can I come over tonight?
If not, then lie.
For I do doubt that I am strong enough at my prime
To hear a no from you and not die.
I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
I could see your image perfectly even if I were blind.
For your beautiful glow is so inclined
To bring forth light that in the darkest abyss you would shine.
You are, to the lost, a guide
And I am a lost soul tonight, so will you be so kind
To guide me to your heart as all I need to find my way, is you by my side,
So that we may share a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Random Rhymes
“Random Rhymes"
By: Adrian R. Elias and Edwin Calvo
Baby, listen to me, I just wanna tell you how I feel.
After all, you already know, I always keep it real.
Fuck all those dudes that talk to you and try to get it in.
I know that you're better than that, I know you won't give in,
But baby,
I'm madly in love with you,
I'm sad that I can't have you;
I got scars and some black and blues.
Remind me of the times that you
Never lied just told me truth;
Just give me one chance with you.
I solemnly promise that I will always try
To do what is right, by this word I will die.
Should I say it one more time?
Yes, for you, I would die.
To be your man, to me would mean the world.
Fuck it! Please understand, I still want you as my girl...
Cough! Cough!
Coughing up blood because
I simply don't know when enough is enough.
I keep, keep,
Keep on needing to bleed,
I come back to this pain like it is what I need.
Please! Please!
Please me and come back to me;
I just need to be with you to be complete.
Stop! Stop!
No! That, I can not!
I can never stop loving you, I already forgot
The pain-, pain-,
Painful rejection of that day.
No matter what wrong you do, I love you the same...
To me you're like a drug. To me
I need rehab so desperately.
The high, that your presence brings me,
Absolutely will uplift me.
You are, truly, and cold heartedly,
The only one who's opened up my eyes;
I've told you so many times, repeatedly,
That for you I'd give my life.
Just yesterday you joked and said, "hey what would happen if I die?"
With tears in my eyes, I choked and said, "then I'd die right by your side..."
It's like, because of you I exist.
It's like, my heart is intertwined
With the breath that you are breathing.
Every single time
That you are heaving
My blood pressure begins to climb.
My heart beats, it's solely beating,
For your existence instead of mines.
I don't know if I should keep this a secret,
Or secretly describe
Exactly what I'm feeling
Every time I see your picture,
Every second that I'm thinking
That I am no longer with you.
Bouncing off the walls
That's the way you've got me.
I'm looking like a maniac,
The sedative no longer leaves me calmly
Reflecting on the good times
And the better ones to come,
Because I know you're not the last
But I fear you're the only one;
You’re the only person that
Can keep insanity gone.
By: Adrian R. Elias and Edwin Calvo
Baby, listen to me, I just wanna tell you how I feel.
After all, you already know, I always keep it real.
Fuck all those dudes that talk to you and try to get it in.
I know that you're better than that, I know you won't give in,
But baby,
I'm madly in love with you,
I'm sad that I can't have you;
I got scars and some black and blues.
Remind me of the times that you
Never lied just told me truth;
Just give me one chance with you.
I solemnly promise that I will always try
To do what is right, by this word I will die.
Should I say it one more time?
Yes, for you, I would die.
To be your man, to me would mean the world.
Fuck it! Please understand, I still want you as my girl...
Cough! Cough!
Coughing up blood because
I simply don't know when enough is enough.
I keep, keep,
Keep on needing to bleed,
I come back to this pain like it is what I need.
Please! Please!
Please me and come back to me;
I just need to be with you to be complete.
Stop! Stop!
No! That, I can not!
I can never stop loving you, I already forgot
The pain-, pain-,
Painful rejection of that day.
No matter what wrong you do, I love you the same...
To me you're like a drug. To me
I need rehab so desperately.
The high, that your presence brings me,
Absolutely will uplift me.
You are, truly, and cold heartedly,
The only one who's opened up my eyes;
I've told you so many times, repeatedly,
That for you I'd give my life.
Just yesterday you joked and said, "hey what would happen if I die?"
With tears in my eyes, I choked and said, "then I'd die right by your side..."
It's like, because of you I exist.
It's like, my heart is intertwined
With the breath that you are breathing.
Every single time
That you are heaving
My blood pressure begins to climb.
My heart beats, it's solely beating,
For your existence instead of mines.
I don't know if I should keep this a secret,
Or secretly describe
Exactly what I'm feeling
Every time I see your picture,
Every second that I'm thinking
That I am no longer with you.
Bouncing off the walls
That's the way you've got me.
I'm looking like a maniac,
The sedative no longer leaves me calmly
Reflecting on the good times
And the better ones to come,
Because I know you're not the last
But I fear you're the only one;
You’re the only person that
Can keep insanity gone.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
A Cold Winter Breeze
A cold winter breeze
Grazes your skin,
Thereof you reach for me.
You need my warmth, my body heat.
Now, with a wide grin,
I kiss your forehead and satisfy your need.
A hug is born.
In my arms, now you lay,
From them, never to be torn.
We lay in bed 'till morn
Cuddling close from night to day,
Showing to each, that we are, whom we adore.
Grazes your skin,
Thereof you reach for me.
You need my warmth, my body heat.
Now, with a wide grin,
I kiss your forehead and satisfy your need.
A hug is born.
In my arms, now you lay,
From them, never to be torn.
We lay in bed 'till morn
Cuddling close from night to day,
Showing to each, that we are, whom we adore.
PADT
Painting picture perfect portraits,
Analyzing amazing anecdotes,
Dissecting discombobulated dialogs,
Tormenting, tentative torrents... tantalizing thoughts.
Analyzing amazing anecdotes,
Dissecting discombobulated dialogs,
Tormenting, tentative torrents... tantalizing thoughts.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Ambient Delight
Ambient delight,
Delightful that I
Am sharing space and time
With your person tonight...
...The lights dim slowly...
...It is dark...
...The setting changes...
Ambient delight,
The summer breeze
Dances around our unique
Embrace and joins us for a moment, too brief...
...The lights dim, slowly...
...It is dark...
...The setting changes...
Ambient delight,
We lay on the grass,
Stare at the stars and watch a comet pass;
"A shooting star." I say; "Did you make a wish?" I ask.
...The lights dim, slowly...
...It is dark...
...The setting changes...
Ambient delight,
As if a natural reaction,
I reach for your hand, swiftly take action
And prevent you from stepping into the muddy concoction.
...The lights dim, slowly...
...It is dark...
...The setting changes...
Ambient delight,
Any setting is fine.
As long as you are in it, it's alright,
I am content with being yours and you being mine.
...The lights dim, slowly...
...It is dark...
...I can feel your warmth...
...You are never far...
...You are always here...
...In our ambient delight...
Delightful that I
Am sharing space and time
With your person tonight...
...The lights dim slowly...
...It is dark...
...The setting changes...
Ambient delight,
The summer breeze
Dances around our unique
Embrace and joins us for a moment, too brief...
...The lights dim, slowly...
...It is dark...
...The setting changes...
Ambient delight,
We lay on the grass,
Stare at the stars and watch a comet pass;
"A shooting star." I say; "Did you make a wish?" I ask.
...The lights dim, slowly...
...It is dark...
...The setting changes...
Ambient delight,
As if a natural reaction,
I reach for your hand, swiftly take action
And prevent you from stepping into the muddy concoction.
...The lights dim, slowly...
...It is dark...
...The setting changes...
Ambient delight,
Any setting is fine.
As long as you are in it, it's alright,
I am content with being yours and you being mine.
...The lights dim, slowly...
...It is dark...
...I can feel your warmth...
...You are never far...
...You are always here...
...In our ambient delight...
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
PCRC Dice:
Soy tu Papi Chulo Rompe Culo
Duro como un mus-cu-lo
Fuerte, inteligente
Suficiente como para entender que...
A ti te gusta que te rompan la figura,
Que te desfiguren la cintura
Y que te den con cordura
Y despues te digan: "Hermosura
Tu me tienes loco
Y poco a poco
Me alvoroto
Por tu cuerpo
Tan completo
Y tu mente tan genial."
"Lija y Brillo" te quiero dar
La noche entera como Superman
Y llevarte a la luna.
Dulsura,
Tu eres la cura,
La fruta
Que a mi mas me gusta.
Chula
Chu-Chupa y chupa
Voy a estar
Con tus melones.
Se supone,
O supongo que son los mejores
Comparados con todos los amores
Que he tenido.
Cupido
Aserto cuando, al vernos, disparo su tiro.
Brinca y brinca
En la cama ensima
De mi miembro, linda,
Hasta que me hagas venir.
Con complacerte voy a cumplir
Y despues pienso seguir
Hasta que vuelvas a repetir
Lo que hiciste al decir:
"Te quiero papasito lindo
Con carita de bandido.
Esta claro que cupido
Aserto cuando, al vernos, disparo su tiro."
Yo, tu Papi Chulo Rompe Culo, osea PCRC,
Voy a tener
Que hacerte entender
Que quiero volver
A verte hacer
Lo que hiciste al decir
Lo que no pienso repetir.
Quiero que vengas
Y sin letras
Me digas tu a mi
Que tu quieres un chichi.
Lija Y Brillo
Le lei letra por letra
Lo que tenia en su cabeza
Y dentro de su mente
De repente
Uso mis dientes
Para mordisquear sus labios
Mientras con mis manos voy tocando
y Acariciando
Cada milimetro al alcance,
Querida este romance
Todavia no empieza
Asi que preparate princesa.
Voy de camino
Al destino
En el cual no soy tu amigo,
Soy tu amante
Aquel que te deja en pleno transe
En transicion
A la conviccion
De tus encantos
Si me dejas te termino devorando.
Te acaricio con mis labios
Mientras mirando
El espejo
Te das cuenta que te tengo
En mi control.
Mi querida, mi amor
Hay chiquita con sabor-
A uva.
Mi dulsura,
Mi ternura,
Tus locuras
A mi me tienen alvorotado
Porque con tigo a mi lado
Yo me vuelvo malo
Dejo de ser bueno
Porque el olor de tu pelo
Me vuelve loco
Y poco a poco
Mientras te toco
Cada parte de tu cuerpo me aprendo y conosco.
Prendeme,
Encinedeme,
Comprendeme,
Nena es que soy
Y estoy
Como el fuego,
Quemo,
Todo lo que toco lo prendo.
Te tengo como un bombillo
Encendido
Por un mes,
Caliente y rojito a la vez
Diez
Veces te asalto
Manuciando
Y alterando
Cada nervio en tu sistema
Creeme que te deseo nena.
Aqui esta el que te calienta
Y por las noches a ti te quema
Tambien soy tu bombero, usa mi manguera
Para apagar ese fuego
Yo se que lento quemo
Tambien se que te falto al respeto
Cuando retoso
Pero te encanta cuando te devoro
Como un oso
Voy escaso de palomidad, no soy palomo
Por eso aveces no me importa y te cojo
En el cine,
Mamasita yo no mato mime.
Sonrries
Cada ves que te toco los piez
Porque ya sabes lo que pienso hacer
Con tus dedos,
Los saboreo todos, y me los chupo enteros
Amor, linda como leyendo un credo
Te recito con mi lengua lo que quiero.
Ahora tu me sigues la corriente
Y de repente
Siento tus dientes
Tu me muerdes
La mejilla
Hay chiquilla
Mamasita
Mi nenita
Que te traes en mente? Te pregunto
Y mientras callada haces que pasen lenta mente los segundos
Me revelas tus planes y al desnudo
Apagas la luz para que no vea lo que haces, y ahora a lo oscuro
Yo concluyo
Que me tienes en tu poder
Y me toca sentirte ya que no te puedo ver.
Se siente bien
Lo que haces
Linda no pares
Devorame como si tuvieras (J)ambre
Con jota
Y ya que no hay compota
Con mi cuerpo alimentate para que se te baje esa nota.
“Amada...”
Te digo “...prendeme la luz que quiero ver tu mirada.”
Y asi lo haces y, al ver tu cara
Mi mente se aclara
Y me doy cuenta
Que amorcito tu me completas
Ahi es cuando me das una galleta
Pero no de comer si no de golpe,
No se lo que te dio, pero agresiva te me pones
Y me pellicas los pesones.
Grito y sonrrio
Porque ahora te me suves y me dices “dime tio”
Yo te respondo “mejor tia”
Porque esa vaina de “tio” de ti suena raro mi 'ja
Y otra ves una galleta me das.
“Mejor dame lija” te digo y pa' que fue eso
Me muerdes como queso
Geo o de Oja
No importa
Esa vaina duele
Creeme
Que me intente sobar
Pero mejor me deje tocar.
Fue entoces que se me disparo el revolver
Desde que sintio que ella lo lubrico el le responde
Con tres tiros
Ese amigo mio
Lo conosco desde chico
Y supe que iva a disparar cuando ella dio su grito.
Canto la gorda
Y ahora
A dormir se ha dicho
Porque hasta Superman se cansa de dar tanto brillo.
Lo que tenia en su cabeza
Y dentro de su mente
De repente
Uso mis dientes
Para mordisquear sus labios
Mientras con mis manos voy tocando
y Acariciando
Cada milimetro al alcance,
Querida este romance
Todavia no empieza
Asi que preparate princesa.
Voy de camino
Al destino
En el cual no soy tu amigo,
Soy tu amante
Aquel que te deja en pleno transe
En transicion
A la conviccion
De tus encantos
Si me dejas te termino devorando.
Te acaricio con mis labios
Mientras mirando
El espejo
Te das cuenta que te tengo
En mi control.
Mi querida, mi amor
Hay chiquita con sabor-
A uva.
Mi dulsura,
Mi ternura,
Tus locuras
A mi me tienen alvorotado
Porque con tigo a mi lado
Yo me vuelvo malo
Dejo de ser bueno
Porque el olor de tu pelo
Me vuelve loco
Y poco a poco
Mientras te toco
Cada parte de tu cuerpo me aprendo y conosco.
Prendeme,
Encinedeme,
Comprendeme,
Nena es que soy
Y estoy
Como el fuego,
Quemo,
Todo lo que toco lo prendo.
Te tengo como un bombillo
Encendido
Por un mes,
Caliente y rojito a la vez
Diez
Veces te asalto
Manuciando
Y alterando
Cada nervio en tu sistema
Creeme que te deseo nena.
Aqui esta el que te calienta
Y por las noches a ti te quema
Tambien soy tu bombero, usa mi manguera
Para apagar ese fuego
Yo se que lento quemo
Tambien se que te falto al respeto
Cuando retoso
Pero te encanta cuando te devoro
Como un oso
Voy escaso de palomidad, no soy palomo
Por eso aveces no me importa y te cojo
En el cine,
Mamasita yo no mato mime.
Sonrries
Cada ves que te toco los piez
Porque ya sabes lo que pienso hacer
Con tus dedos,
Los saboreo todos, y me los chupo enteros
Amor, linda como leyendo un credo
Te recito con mi lengua lo que quiero.
Ahora tu me sigues la corriente
Y de repente
Siento tus dientes
Tu me muerdes
La mejilla
Hay chiquilla
Mamasita
Mi nenita
Que te traes en mente? Te pregunto
Y mientras callada haces que pasen lenta mente los segundos
Me revelas tus planes y al desnudo
Apagas la luz para que no vea lo que haces, y ahora a lo oscuro
Yo concluyo
Que me tienes en tu poder
Y me toca sentirte ya que no te puedo ver.
Se siente bien
Lo que haces
Linda no pares
Devorame como si tuvieras (J)ambre
Con jota
Y ya que no hay compota
Con mi cuerpo alimentate para que se te baje esa nota.
“Amada...”
Te digo “...prendeme la luz que quiero ver tu mirada.”
Y asi lo haces y, al ver tu cara
Mi mente se aclara
Y me doy cuenta
Que amorcito tu me completas
Ahi es cuando me das una galleta
Pero no de comer si no de golpe,
No se lo que te dio, pero agresiva te me pones
Y me pellicas los pesones.
Grito y sonrrio
Porque ahora te me suves y me dices “dime tio”
Yo te respondo “mejor tia”
Porque esa vaina de “tio” de ti suena raro mi 'ja
Y otra ves una galleta me das.
“Mejor dame lija” te digo y pa' que fue eso
Me muerdes como queso
Geo o de Oja
No importa
Esa vaina duele
Creeme
Que me intente sobar
Pero mejor me deje tocar.
Fue entoces que se me disparo el revolver
Desde que sintio que ella lo lubrico el le responde
Con tres tiros
Ese amigo mio
Lo conosco desde chico
Y supe que iva a disparar cuando ella dio su grito.
Canto la gorda
Y ahora
A dormir se ha dicho
Porque hasta Superman se cansa de dar tanto brillo.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Bad Kitty!
I feel butterflies
Fluttering inside
And I
Cannot deny
My feelings for you any longer.
When I'm with you I feel stronger.
I am the love monger
But my heart you do conquer.
So now I dream
What you demand of me.
I cannot see
Anything but we.
Blinded now
By your smile
And by how
When you purr you make me growl.
Oh, my little kitty,
It is such a pity
That we have such an itty-bitty
Amount of time for the nitty-gritty.
I want to devour you, my moon,
To the rhythm of the tune
That is playing through the radio this afternoon.
You said: "come over quick, no need to groom."
Therefore I rushed.
Indeed, I did miss your touch
Oh! So much,
That I went into fifth gear with the first clutch
And the engine almost blew.
I got it together though, no need for any new
Equipment or repair with messy glue.
"Oh! Yes! I love you!"
Scream all day,
As you please, For you may
Make all the noise you need while we play,
Because I really do not care what the neighbors say.
They can know my name, scream it louder!
That way the neighbors know the difference between the shower
And the bed. In the shower we get wilder,
While in bed we take it slow and our tempo seems milder.
"Oh!"
"No!"
"Go!"
"Slow!"
Now I go fast
Let the water splash
As you convulse and then collapse
On my chest as you do spaz.
That's in the shower, how it goes.
The watter faucet always opened, never closed;
Warm water, never cold,
Never too hot either. I suppose
After we dry up we will continue
In the bed until I fill you,
With my manly juice,
And you spasm a few more times too.
In the bed,
It's more intimate.
We get serious
And go slow instead
Of fast, although you still get
Loud, and oh! So wet.
You got me in your spider web
All nervous and full of sweat.
That's when you take over.
You turn and drop me like a boulder.
I'm no longer...
Stronger...
I... now... gasp
As you go fast
And show me you're in control with a slap.
"Kinky, just the way I like it; use your nails, dig into my back!"
"Bad kitty!" You love it when I scream it.
"Bad kitty!" You just dig into me deeply.
"Bad kitty!" By the time we're done I'm really...
"Bad kitty!" ...kind of bleeding
From the nail trails
On my back. Your love is like the third rail
In the train tracks, but I don't care. I will always fail
To be smart and end up back there. Without you I'm too frail.
Now spent,
I lay as you caress,
My back and try to mend
The wounds that you just opened.
As you do,
I too,
Caress your body, in the nude
Enjoying what, only, my "bad kitty" can do.
Fluttering inside
And I
Cannot deny
My feelings for you any longer.
When I'm with you I feel stronger.
I am the love monger
But my heart you do conquer.
So now I dream
What you demand of me.
I cannot see
Anything but we.
Blinded now
By your smile
And by how
When you purr you make me growl.
Oh, my little kitty,
It is such a pity
That we have such an itty-bitty
Amount of time for the nitty-gritty.
I want to devour you, my moon,
To the rhythm of the tune
That is playing through the radio this afternoon.
You said: "come over quick, no need to groom."
Therefore I rushed.
Indeed, I did miss your touch
Oh! So much,
That I went into fifth gear with the first clutch
And the engine almost blew.
I got it together though, no need for any new
Equipment or repair with messy glue.
"Oh! Yes! I love you!"
Scream all day,
As you please, For you may
Make all the noise you need while we play,
Because I really do not care what the neighbors say.
They can know my name, scream it louder!
That way the neighbors know the difference between the shower
And the bed. In the shower we get wilder,
While in bed we take it slow and our tempo seems milder.
"Oh!"
"No!"
"Go!"
"Slow!"
Now I go fast
Let the water splash
As you convulse and then collapse
On my chest as you do spaz.
That's in the shower, how it goes.
The watter faucet always opened, never closed;
Warm water, never cold,
Never too hot either. I suppose
After we dry up we will continue
In the bed until I fill you,
With my manly juice,
And you spasm a few more times too.
In the bed,
It's more intimate.
We get serious
And go slow instead
Of fast, although you still get
Loud, and oh! So wet.
You got me in your spider web
All nervous and full of sweat.
That's when you take over.
You turn and drop me like a boulder.
I'm no longer...
Stronger...
I... now... gasp
As you go fast
And show me you're in control with a slap.
"Kinky, just the way I like it; use your nails, dig into my back!"
"Bad kitty!" You love it when I scream it.
"Bad kitty!" You just dig into me deeply.
"Bad kitty!" By the time we're done I'm really...
"Bad kitty!" ...kind of bleeding
From the nail trails
On my back. Your love is like the third rail
In the train tracks, but I don't care. I will always fail
To be smart and end up back there. Without you I'm too frail.
Now spent,
I lay as you caress,
My back and try to mend
The wounds that you just opened.
As you do,
I too,
Caress your body, in the nude
Enjoying what, only, my "bad kitty" can do.
Hold On To You
I want to
Hold on to you...
Tight...
As your body climbs
The mountain of sensations I will take you to tonight.
I want to
Show you...
Bliss...
More than just the pleasure of a kiss;
More like a drug you can't resist.
I want you
To be able to...
Say...
"It's not just okay,
It is more than great."
I want to
Put on you...
Pressure...
Only enough of it for pleasure,
Never enough to harm; I'll show good measure.
I want to
Hold on to you...
Lies...
Will never be the reason why
We will cease to be, for I will always be true to you, day and night.
I want to...
I want you...
I want a lot.
Don't think me selfish, because I'm not.
Just let me know and I'll turn your "have not" into "have got."
I want to,
To you, do...
Sweet...
Nasty little things that complete
Your soul and make you smile, like me tickling your feet.
I want to,
Into you...
Breathe...
The air within me,
So that my essence exists within thee.
I want to
Hold on to you...
Tight...
As you shine
Brighter than any star at night.
Hold on to you...
Tight...
As your body climbs
The mountain of sensations I will take you to tonight.
I want to
Show you...
Bliss...
More than just the pleasure of a kiss;
More like a drug you can't resist.
I want you
To be able to...
Say...
"It's not just okay,
It is more than great."
I want to
Put on you...
Pressure...
Only enough of it for pleasure,
Never enough to harm; I'll show good measure.
I want to
Hold on to you...
Lies...
Will never be the reason why
We will cease to be, for I will always be true to you, day and night.
I want to...
I want you...
I want a lot.
Don't think me selfish, because I'm not.
Just let me know and I'll turn your "have not" into "have got."
I want to,
To you, do...
Sweet...
Nasty little things that complete
Your soul and make you smile, like me tickling your feet.
I want to,
Into you...
Breathe...
The air within me,
So that my essence exists within thee.
I want to
Hold on to you...
Tight...
As you shine
Brighter than any star at night.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Blunt Force Trauma
Me... I'm like, "what the fuck! What ever!"
Stay the fuck away when there's hot fucking weather.
Blunt like force trauma in your motherfucking head
When I catch you with some other dude in my bed.
Bitch! Kick rocks
In your motherfucking socks,
'Cause I'm taking all your shoes for sucking on his cock.
I hope your fucking pussy rots!
Stank ass bitch with a dirty slit...
I'm taking your car too... You can ride his fucking dick!
Get a metro card, use the MTA.
If you think that I'll forgive you, you're fucking insane.
Dumb, delusional and on top of that
A fucking whore with no brains, 'cause you gave it all, just a nice rack.
You are nothing but a pretty face,
Something to jizz on and leave honey glazed.
Don't come back to me, we don't have to talk.
Don't even say a word, hurry up and walk
Out of my life, I don't need your lies.
Hurry up and leave so I can erase you from my life.
Cry all you want, get down on your knees,
But that will just remind me that you're a fucking sleaze.
Easy on the eyes, all that it takes is a drink,
A subtle grin and a nice little wink.
So, me... I'm like, "what the fuck! What ever!"
Stay the fuck away when there's hot fucking weather.
Blunt, but no force trauma in your bobble head,
'Cause I'm smart enough not to kill you, I'll just burn the bed.
Stay the fuck away when there's hot fucking weather.
Blunt like force trauma in your motherfucking head
When I catch you with some other dude in my bed.
Bitch! Kick rocks
In your motherfucking socks,
'Cause I'm taking all your shoes for sucking on his cock.
I hope your fucking pussy rots!
Stank ass bitch with a dirty slit...
I'm taking your car too... You can ride his fucking dick!
Get a metro card, use the MTA.
If you think that I'll forgive you, you're fucking insane.
Dumb, delusional and on top of that
A fucking whore with no brains, 'cause you gave it all, just a nice rack.
You are nothing but a pretty face,
Something to jizz on and leave honey glazed.
Don't come back to me, we don't have to talk.
Don't even say a word, hurry up and walk
Out of my life, I don't need your lies.
Hurry up and leave so I can erase you from my life.
Cry all you want, get down on your knees,
But that will just remind me that you're a fucking sleaze.
Easy on the eyes, all that it takes is a drink,
A subtle grin and a nice little wink.
So, me... I'm like, "what the fuck! What ever!"
Stay the fuck away when there's hot fucking weather.
Blunt, but no force trauma in your bobble head,
'Cause I'm smart enough not to kill you, I'll just burn the bed.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
No Sequels
I don't want to be rude,
No, I don't want us to conclude
In a bad way, in equally bad moods,
But I do want to say to you...
Fuck it! If you want someone better, I do too...
Because you're really thinking
That your shit's not stinking,
I'm clearing the air, stain bleaching.
So I'll tell you without blinking
That I'm truthfully, truth linking.
Stating the facts
And showing you that you're acts
Are equally as bad
As mine have been in the past,
Is something that I'll enjoy doing to your selfish ass.
You skinny pussy willow!
You took my favorite pillow
And constantly eat all of my JELL-O!
You fucking crunchy, burnt, marshmallow!
You take up all of the space in the bed and painted my room yellow!
That's only me starting.
You enjoy making me do stupid shit with you like gardening!
If I really wanted to plant something,
I would have planted cannabis or better yet your mother, that good for nothing!
Do you really think I would have gone through that if, you, I wasn't loving?
Okay, Okay, sorry about the mother thing, I take it back.
I shouldn't have brought her in this, that's a fact.
It's just that you get me sweaty, glazed like a donut when you say I slack
Off and don't do shit right. You raise my sugar, mess up my diabetes, get me mad!
You get me tight like a constipated ass hole every time you fucking nag.
Here's an example of what I mean:
When you're not home and I am, I cook, I dust, I clean!
I remember your birthday, Valentines Day, and our anniversary!
I don't cheat, I don't flirt, if you asked I would close my eyes so that I cannot see!
But you still fucking complain about something being done wrong or wrong with me!
Last night you fucking say:
"It's not you, it is me. We're not compatible anymore, I'm afraid."
"We're not compatible anymore," That's the best you've got for me? GREAT!
I guess I should have fucked your sister instead, three years ago in May.
She seemed to like me, still, when she came over for Christmas and she stayed.
I should have played you with her back then!
That way I wouldn't have convinced myself that I was seeing things, or have to pretend
That I didn't like her because you were my girlfriend.
I hope you know that I do love you, but I really want you to understand
That when you leave, you're gone for good, no sequels, THE END!
Chasing You Away
I love you,
But I'm chasing you away!
It's not that I don't want you near me,
It's just that I'm prone to inflict pain.
I don't want to hurt you,
I don't want to see you cry,
I don't want to make your heart
Whither away and die.
So I write, this here poem,
So that you won't ever hate me
Because I want you close,
But I'm turning you away more and more daily.
"Baby, I love you"
Yea, that's what I really want to say,
"Baby, I love you
And I need you more each day."
I'm tired of broken hearts,
No, that's not what I want to see,
But if you and I are together,
That is how it may be.
The truth is that
I am prone to inflict pain.
That is why, my dear, I have been
Chasing you away.
But I'm chasing you away!
It's not that I don't want you near me,
It's just that I'm prone to inflict pain.
I don't want to hurt you,
I don't want to see you cry,
I don't want to make your heart
Whither away and die.
So I write, this here poem,
So that you won't ever hate me
Because I want you close,
But I'm turning you away more and more daily.
"Baby, I love you"
Yea, that's what I really want to say,
"Baby, I love you
And I need you more each day."
I'm tired of broken hearts,
No, that's not what I want to see,
But if you and I are together,
That is how it may be.
The truth is that
I am prone to inflict pain.
That is why, my dear, I have been
Chasing you away.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
"Boomerang" (Erika)
Inspired by and dedicated to Erika Torres.
A storm nears
And fear
Takes hold of your heart as it steers
You into a panic that keeps pain real.
You are told to not be afraid.
You are told that calm will come after the rain;
But when it stops raining you still feel pain,
Because the fact is that you miss the storm, you miss the gray.
You miss the cloudy skies,
You miss that old fib, that old lie.
You miss the thunder loud chime
That you heard when you looked into his eyes.
Yea, you miss the fights ever-when he got home,
Every night when it got cold,
Every night you spent alone,
To your love, trying to hold on.
You miss him, you miss his touch.
You miss it all so much.
You miss him by your side enough
To cry when he is gone.
It is love, not only lust.
It is the fact that you do trust
The fact that he will always back-come because he must
Re-route to return like a boomerang to re-adjust.
So finally to this-finalize
When you look at yourself realize
That you have the power to make any man compromise
Himself so that he may able-be to analyze the true potential of your mind.
A storm nears
And fear
Takes hold of your heart as it steers
You into a panic that keeps pain real.
You are told to not be afraid.
You are told that calm will come after the rain;
But when it stops raining you still feel pain,
Because the fact is that you miss the storm, you miss the gray.
You miss the cloudy skies,
You miss that old fib, that old lie.
You miss the thunder loud chime
That you heard when you looked into his eyes.
Yea, you miss the fights ever-when he got home,
Every night when it got cold,
Every night you spent alone,
To your love, trying to hold on.
You miss him, you miss his touch.
You miss it all so much.
You miss him by your side enough
To cry when he is gone.
It is love, not only lust.
It is the fact that you do trust
The fact that he will always back-come because he must
Re-route to return like a boomerang to re-adjust.
So finally to this-finalize
When you look at yourself realize
That you have the power to make any man compromise
Himself so that he may able-be to analyze the true potential of your mind.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
"No Me Quiero Enamorar"
Siento que me estoy enamorando
Pero no me quiero enamorar.
Pienso que tienes el poder
Para, a mi corazón, entrar.
No es que no eres bella,
No es que no me interesas,
Es solo que a mi corazón
Lo han dejado en la miseria.
No me quiero enamorar de ti,
Por que no te quisiera perder.
No quisiera que tu fueras
La que a mi me haga entender
Que el amor
Es solo una ilusión,
Un sueño de un idiota,
De un poeta, su maldición.
Hermosa amiga mía,
Tu eres un ángel,
Pero estoy dolido.
Estoy como un mantel
Viejo y arruinado.
Yo a ti te quiero tanto
Y creo que me estoy enamorando
Pero amor sinceramente estoy dudando.
No creo que yo pueda
Resistir otra derrota.
No creo que podría
Perderte a ti para correr atrás de otra.
Me duele decirte esto,
Bella dama.
Creo que ya te amo
Pero no quisieras que a mi corazón entraras.
No es que no eres mereciente,
No es que no te pueda amar
Es solo que, amor, de nadie
Me quisiera enamorar.
Pero no me quiero enamorar.
Pienso que tienes el poder
Para, a mi corazón, entrar.
No es que no eres bella,
No es que no me interesas,
Es solo que a mi corazón
Lo han dejado en la miseria.
No me quiero enamorar de ti,
Por que no te quisiera perder.
No quisiera que tu fueras
La que a mi me haga entender
Que el amor
Es solo una ilusión,
Un sueño de un idiota,
De un poeta, su maldición.
Hermosa amiga mía,
Tu eres un ángel,
Pero estoy dolido.
Estoy como un mantel
Viejo y arruinado.
Yo a ti te quiero tanto
Y creo que me estoy enamorando
Pero amor sinceramente estoy dudando.
No creo que yo pueda
Resistir otra derrota.
No creo que podría
Perderte a ti para correr atrás de otra.
Me duele decirte esto,
Bella dama.
Creo que ya te amo
Pero no quisieras que a mi corazón entraras.
No es que no eres mereciente,
No es que no te pueda amar
Es solo que, amor, de nadie
Me quisiera enamorar.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
"Breathlessly For You"
Inspired by and dedicated to Rachel Reyes.
Fly like a G5 with your stunner shades.
They cover your deep eyes from the light of day.
Walk it like you mean it, make it happen.
Drive everyone wild but have your seat belt fastened.
You pretty little thing with a sexy smile.
I'm writing this for you so you can re-dial
My number when the night is done.
You already know, the night is still young.
Any who, I digress
What I really want to say is still stuck in my chest.
I'm choking on my words as I try to swallow pride,
I'm extremely captivated by your captivating eyes.
I can not speak a word, so I hope that my silence can silently describe
What it is that I feel within me, inside.
I'm going to keep it simple so that it can work.
There's no reason to lie even if the truth hurts.
Here's what I have to say, it's been like this for a while.
I've been seriously distracted by your sexy style.
You have caught me red handed, in a red light
Looking at you passionately, engraving you in my mind.
You are every thought when I think deep,
You are my every dream dreamt in my REM sleep.
There's always more I have to say when ever I'm with you
Because you are my inspiration, my dear muse.
I'm making these the last few words so that I can take a breath.
With that said all that is left is for us to mate and nest.
Fly like a G5 with your stunner shades.
They cover your deep eyes from the light of day.
Walk it like you mean it, make it happen.
Drive everyone wild but have your seat belt fastened.
You pretty little thing with a sexy smile.
I'm writing this for you so you can re-dial
My number when the night is done.
You already know, the night is still young.
Any who, I digress
What I really want to say is still stuck in my chest.
I'm choking on my words as I try to swallow pride,
I'm extremely captivated by your captivating eyes.
I can not speak a word, so I hope that my silence can silently describe
What it is that I feel within me, inside.
I'm going to keep it simple so that it can work.
There's no reason to lie even if the truth hurts.
Here's what I have to say, it's been like this for a while.
I've been seriously distracted by your sexy style.
You have caught me red handed, in a red light
Looking at you passionately, engraving you in my mind.
You are every thought when I think deep,
You are my every dream dreamt in my REM sleep.
There's always more I have to say when ever I'm with you
Because you are my inspiration, my dear muse.
I'm making these the last few words so that I can take a breath.
With that said all that is left is for us to mate and nest.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
"My Frustration"
Waking morn to see your face
I truly do indeed disgrace
My sight as I can not take
The pain brought by your distorted state.
With the slumber that can not be kept,
I find myself wishing eternity be met,
For eternity with thee is painfully bled
Therefore I find that I prefer immediate death.
Presently, I am emotionally disturbed.
Wishing to be, from you, deterred.
Inform me if you do concur
With my running from thee with no return.
I ask my dear your understanding of my complication
As my frustration is that I detest thee.
I truly do indeed disgrace
My sight as I can not take
The pain brought by your distorted state.
With the slumber that can not be kept,
I find myself wishing eternity be met,
For eternity with thee is painfully bled
Therefore I find that I prefer immediate death.
Presently, I am emotionally disturbed.
Wishing to be, from you, deterred.
Inform me if you do concur
With my running from thee with no return.
I ask my dear your understanding of my complication
As my frustration is that I detest thee.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
“December The Fourteenth” (Emely 02)
Inspired by and dedicated to Emely Reynoso.
If I asked you to marry me,
Would you say "I Do!" on December the fourteenth?
We would have the wedding somewhere up in Greece,
The honeymoon is set up for it to be in Belize.
Laying on the beach, the sun making you shine,
And all I'm really thinking is that I'm lucky that you're mine.
You're amazing when you wake up, every second you're divine,
But before we get to that, "would you prefer a wedding in July?"
You caught me day dreaming,
I'm sorry, I'm just really
Distracted by the beauty in front of me, my dearly
Perfection of all meaning.
Back to the question at hand.
Let us play pretend
And see if we could stand
Being married to eachother before we start mating and decide to make a band.
It would take me some time and effort to be perfect,
But I can perfectly try and definately be direct.
You would have to show me, what it is that you do like, or let
Me figure it out on my own instead.
Either way I'll give, to you, my best at all times.
I will give you my all in exchange for not one dime.
All I'd really ask, all I'd really want, is not really a crime,
It's just for you to spend your time with me from five to nine.
I would want you to take care of me
So that I can be there when you need
Someone to hold you when the night is coldly
Attacking you inside your bed sheets.
So would you marry me
On December the Fourteenth,
Somewhere up in Greece,
Our honeymoon in Belize.
If I asked you to marry me,
Would you say "I Do!" on December the fourteenth?
We would have the wedding somewhere up in Greece,
The honeymoon is set up for it to be in Belize.
Laying on the beach, the sun making you shine,
And all I'm really thinking is that I'm lucky that you're mine.
You're amazing when you wake up, every second you're divine,
But before we get to that, "would you prefer a wedding in July?"
You caught me day dreaming,
I'm sorry, I'm just really
Distracted by the beauty in front of me, my dearly
Perfection of all meaning.
Back to the question at hand.
Let us play pretend
And see if we could stand
Being married to eachother before we start mating and decide to make a band.
It would take me some time and effort to be perfect,
But I can perfectly try and definately be direct.
You would have to show me, what it is that you do like, or let
Me figure it out on my own instead.
Either way I'll give, to you, my best at all times.
I will give you my all in exchange for not one dime.
All I'd really ask, all I'd really want, is not really a crime,
It's just for you to spend your time with me from five to nine.
I would want you to take care of me
So that I can be there when you need
Someone to hold you when the night is coldly
Attacking you inside your bed sheets.
So would you marry me
On December the Fourteenth,
Somewhere up in Greece,
Our honeymoon in Belize.
Monday, November 15, 2010
"Veinte y Dos, Cuarenta"
Veinte y dos, Cuarenta.
Diez y ocho, la diferencia.
A mi edad no hay impotencia
A tu edad confiesas
Que te preocupa tu apariencia
Porque piensas que te vez vieja.
Pero la verdad es que a tu edad te vez mas buena
Que todas las que me han tocado la verga.
Pues no tengas pena
Y piensa
Que eres la mas bella
Porque yo te escogí a ti en ves de a ellas.
Veinte y dos, Cuarenta.
Diez y ocho, la diferencia.
A mi edad no hay impotencia
A tu edad confiesas
Que te preocupa tu apariencia
Porque piensas que te vez vieja.
Pero la verdad es que a tu edad te vez mas buena
Que todas las que me han tocado la verga.
Pues no tengas pena
Y piensa
Que eres la mas bella
Porque yo te escogí a ti en ves de a ellas.
Veinte y dos, Cuarenta.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
"Luna"
Inspired por y dedicado to Luna.
Bella Luna,
Linda hermosura,
Querida ternura,
Preciosa preciosura,
I love you beba chula.
Beatiful light
Of the night
At any time you do blind,
Those who love you at all times
Because to them you are sublime.
Te escribo esto
In both Español and English por-supuesto.
Because yo creo
That you should know both culturas y deseo
Que you learn mucho chiquita, te quiero.
Luna bella,
A ti, not one estrella
Te opaca ni te supera
Because you are luz eterna
And your sonrisa is always sincera.
Luna in the sky
Quiero that you know que I
Te amo porque eres my
Sobrinita bella que con sus lovely eyes
Enamora a anyone que este in sight.
Bella Luna,
Linda hermosura,
Querida ternura,
Preciosa preciosura,
I love you beba chula.
Beatiful light
Of the night
At any time you do blind,
Those who love you at all times
Because to them you are sublime.
Te escribo esto
In both Español and English por-supuesto.
Because yo creo
That you should know both culturas y deseo
Que you learn mucho chiquita, te quiero.
Luna bella,
A ti, not one estrella
Te opaca ni te supera
Because you are luz eterna
And your sonrisa is always sincera.
Luna in the sky
Quiero that you know que I
Te amo porque eres my
Sobrinita bella que con sus lovely eyes
Enamora a anyone que este in sight.
"Loving, Soulful and Complete" (Soanny 02)
Inspired by and dedicated to Soanny Sanchez.
This one is going to have a bit of a jazzy flow.
I will be politically correct and I will speak a little slow.
I wanted to write something special directed specially towards you.
That is why I took my time when writing, for you, these Blues.
Smoothly writing with my pen, on paper, to the rhythm in my mind.
The syncopated sounds that play with every thought of you and I.
I'm carefully constructing a pretty little tune.
One for you to hear when in need of a positive mood.
"Listen to your heart" when the "Castles in the sky" you see.
Because the Techno inside of you is loving, soulful and complete.
I "Try sleeping with a broken heart" as I'm "Kinda Loving" how I "Suffocate."
For the Rhythm and Blues that you listen to are putting me in a creative state.
I'm creating what equates an earthquake of love in your heart.
So that you can feel these words even when the song is too far.
So feel it deep inside, feel the wave of motions in your spine;
Dance it with emotion as if it were only the song, you and I tonight.
What ever song it may be, which ever song it is you want to hear
Just dance it as your mind you blank and enjoy a moment when the truth is clear.
This one is going to have a bit of a jazzy flow.
I will be politically correct and I will speak a little slow.
I wanted to write something special directed specially towards you.
That is why I took my time when writing, for you, these Blues.
Smoothly writing with my pen, on paper, to the rhythm in my mind.
The syncopated sounds that play with every thought of you and I.
I'm carefully constructing a pretty little tune.
One for you to hear when in need of a positive mood.
"Listen to your heart" when the "Castles in the sky" you see.
Because the Techno inside of you is loving, soulful and complete.
I "Try sleeping with a broken heart" as I'm "Kinda Loving" how I "Suffocate."
For the Rhythm and Blues that you listen to are putting me in a creative state.
I'm creating what equates an earthquake of love in your heart.
So that you can feel these words even when the song is too far.
So feel it deep inside, feel the wave of motions in your spine;
Dance it with emotion as if it were only the song, you and I tonight.
What ever song it may be, which ever song it is you want to hear
Just dance it as your mind you blank and enjoy a moment when the truth is clear.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Sleep
Nightie night!
Sing a lullaby,
Kiss my eyes
Closed and I will fly
Into a dream
Where you and me
Could be
Always happy.
Sleep...
Sing a lullaby,
Kiss my eyes
Closed and I will fly
Into a dream
Where you and me
Could be
Always happy.
Sleep...
Friday, November 5, 2010
My Blade
"My Blade"
By: Edwin Calvo and Michael Roa
Today I keep a blade
With me to make me bleed.
At any time that I would like
I can make myself understand
The pain brought by the game,
This game that we call life.
Call me negative, or Mr. Negativity.
For I'm not positive and positively
Cannot oblige with anything you'd like.
I can not do, I can not say
Why today I carry a blade,
Or what -with it- I might -to do- decide.
Trust me, I am Mr. Cold.
Trust me for a moment more.
Although I can not say that you will like
What I'm about to do.
I will tell you the truth,
No, I will not lie.
.....
Armed with my blade and a morbid thought,
I finally understand this game, I must be in luck.
I'm exhausted from the temptation
That I've fearlessly fought.
Content with the feelings my morbid thoughts brought,
I stare ‘cause I know it can put my pain away;
I stare and I stare imagining rubies on my blade,
I stare and I stare and I stare some more.
With every slice it opens a new door,
So I cut and I slash and I slice away,
Wielding nothing more
Than my beautiful blade.
Armed with my blade and a morbid thought,
I finally understand this game I must be in luck.
Exhausted from the temptation
That I've fearlessly fought.
Content with the feelings my morbid thoughts brought;
I slice and I slice and I slice away
In love with the rubies at the edge of my blade.
You may think I'm negative,
Or that I'm not right in the head,
But the truth is I'm in love with them,
That is my blade and my red.
Slicing at me like a piece of meat
With a blade so beautifully full of rubies.
Rubies that shine readily in the light
Stained only by the blood dripping onto them with my life.
A life lost, a life to not be found
A life thrown away into a blade now laying on the ground.
"Keep me with you, keep me close," I heard in a dream...
"Don't let go, watch me slice!" It was the blade speaking to me.
It spoke with a sound so dark and devil like.
It's words were hateful and full of spite.
If it were not a blade it would have sliced the same
With those words so evilly compacted, so bane.
Bane like black rain raining on my corpse.
I have bled to death and the blade feels no remorse.
Laying next to me, my blade lies with a smile.
It has finally completed the killing of my denial.
It swims away alone in a river of my blood.
My blade leaves my flesh for the scavengers to come.
Flesh and bones are ravaged in a feast.
A feast by the scavengers that devour my meat.
Flesh and bones, no, no soul left.
Flesh and bones that their fate have met.
Flesh and bones, all already sliced.
Flesh and bones that have met my knife.
By: Edwin Calvo and Michael Roa
Today I keep a blade
With me to make me bleed.
At any time that I would like
I can make myself understand
The pain brought by the game,
This game that we call life.
Call me negative, or Mr. Negativity.
For I'm not positive and positively
Cannot oblige with anything you'd like.
I can not do, I can not say
Why today I carry a blade,
Or what -with it- I might -to do- decide.
Trust me, I am Mr. Cold.
Trust me for a moment more.
Although I can not say that you will like
What I'm about to do.
I will tell you the truth,
No, I will not lie.
.....
Armed with my blade and a morbid thought,
I finally understand this game, I must be in luck.
I'm exhausted from the temptation
That I've fearlessly fought.
Content with the feelings my morbid thoughts brought,
I stare ‘cause I know it can put my pain away;
I stare and I stare imagining rubies on my blade,
I stare and I stare and I stare some more.
With every slice it opens a new door,
So I cut and I slash and I slice away,
Wielding nothing more
Than my beautiful blade.
Armed with my blade and a morbid thought,
I finally understand this game I must be in luck.
Exhausted from the temptation
That I've fearlessly fought.
Content with the feelings my morbid thoughts brought;
I slice and I slice and I slice away
In love with the rubies at the edge of my blade.
You may think I'm negative,
Or that I'm not right in the head,
But the truth is I'm in love with them,
That is my blade and my red.
Slicing at me like a piece of meat
With a blade so beautifully full of rubies.
Rubies that shine readily in the light
Stained only by the blood dripping onto them with my life.
A life lost, a life to not be found
A life thrown away into a blade now laying on the ground.
"Keep me with you, keep me close," I heard in a dream...
"Don't let go, watch me slice!" It was the blade speaking to me.
It spoke with a sound so dark and devil like.
It's words were hateful and full of spite.
If it were not a blade it would have sliced the same
With those words so evilly compacted, so bane.
Bane like black rain raining on my corpse.
I have bled to death and the blade feels no remorse.
Laying next to me, my blade lies with a smile.
It has finally completed the killing of my denial.
It swims away alone in a river of my blood.
My blade leaves my flesh for the scavengers to come.
Flesh and bones are ravaged in a feast.
A feast by the scavengers that devour my meat.
Flesh and bones, no, no soul left.
Flesh and bones that their fate have met.
Flesh and bones, all already sliced.
Flesh and bones that have met my knife.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
"Bunny" (Karolynn 02)
Inspired by and dedicated to Karolynn Mejia.
Sexy little bunny, on the way to the top
Of your rabbit hole,
Keep on climbing the latter of success,
Do not let them bring you down any more.
Show them you can do it,
Show them you don't need a soul
Because you're independent
And independently can do it all.
This is for you K,
Kitty, KiKi, Karolynn.
Sexy mamasita,
To the haters, the violin.
Deadly hazard in the streets
Because you can make everyone turn and look.
With a magnificent stride and confident walk;
Everyone's perception, with your presence, you shook.
Yea, you know how to do it;
You know how to do it well.
You can do it better than the best in Greece
And everyone can tell.
One in a million, yes, it is true
And you are humble even when you show it.
Incomparable to any being,
Native or foreign to this moment.
You are the best, you are on top
Like a cherry or church on a Sunday.
Sweet like a banana split
And tasty like a parfait.
I guess that we can call you cunning,
Like cunnilingus on your favorite night;
Or simply so that, sweety, you are sweetened
And will not want to pick a fight.
The truth is, that you are,
Simply, loveable and loving.
Thank you for inspiring me to write
And don't thank me for this because you owe, me, nothing.
Sexy little bunny, on the way to the top
Of your rabbit hole,
Keep on climbing the latter of success,
Do not let them bring you down any more.
Show them you can do it,
Show them you don't need a soul
Because you're independent
And independently can do it all.
This is for you K,
Kitty, KiKi, Karolynn.
Sexy mamasita,
To the haters, the violin.
Deadly hazard in the streets
Because you can make everyone turn and look.
With a magnificent stride and confident walk;
Everyone's perception, with your presence, you shook.
Yea, you know how to do it;
You know how to do it well.
You can do it better than the best in Greece
And everyone can tell.
One in a million, yes, it is true
And you are humble even when you show it.
Incomparable to any being,
Native or foreign to this moment.
You are the best, you are on top
Like a cherry or church on a Sunday.
Sweet like a banana split
And tasty like a parfait.
I guess that we can call you cunning,
Like cunnilingus on your favorite night;
Or simply so that, sweety, you are sweetened
And will not want to pick a fight.
The truth is, that you are,
Simply, loveable and loving.
Thank you for inspiring me to write
And don't thank me for this because you owe, me, nothing.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
"Happy Orchids" (Yasmin 03)
You said you wanted orchids
When I brought you a rose.
So here I am again,
I have brought you those.
Pretty purple flowers
Worthy of your sight.
Pretty purple flowers
Moonlit in the night.
Imagine for a second
That it was you and I,
Just us on a mountain
Looking at the sky.
Looking at the moon,
Staring at the stars,
Listening to the breeze
Coming from afar.
Imagine we were entranced,
Intoxicated by the scent
Of a field full of orchids,
Would that make you content?
Tell me, would you be happy
In a cabin far away,
Without city lights, nor city noise
To bring beauty dismay?
Nature at its best
Has dared to create you.
So would you in a dream
Create something for it too?
Create your happy place
Within your happy thoughts.
Those thoughts in which your orchids
Are ignorant to the wars fought.
An Essay About Our Lust/Introduction, Body and Conclusion
It begins with an introduction
As I begin with your face.
I Caress the topic lightly
Leaving the details for the body to be laid.
As the thesis is developed
And the message is conveyed,
I introduce what needs support
From the paragraphs to be parlayed.
I lead you in by stimulating
You with every touch.
I explain my point
And guide you without rush.
I show you around sweet sensations
That are, secretly, only for us.
Do keep it all between you and I,
Do keep it from everyone, do hush.
With introduction, introduced
And a sample, sampled out;
I let myself go loose
And show you, what tonight is all about.
I start touching, yes, I start feeling;
Feeling you all over and around.
I am caressing every millimeter
On my way to your mound.
Barely touching you, my finger tips,
Linger over you, they hover.
Enticing your body to rise to the sensation
As your beautiful butterfly does flutter.
You try keeping the secretion, hidden deep inside,
But you fail for you can not lie, I know you well my lover.
I know you feel it, I feel it too and me it does consume.
This feeling felt by me and you; we really do love each other.
You are feeling flustered in a way
That you have never felt before.
I have done some things to make you smile
And I am willing to do more.
So do succumb to sweet emotions,
As I make you reminisce of our first kiss in the outdoors.
Do not ever, dear, forget
About our first, I do implore.
We devour each other with a passion
Yet to be felt by any one.
We reap sensations from each,
The crop gained when the harvesting is done.
We hunt together for bliss
With our bodies as our loaded guns
Fulfilling every desire
Until our lust has won.
The introduction introduced your face,
A beautiful sight, indeed.
A sample was given, the sample was liked
And our bodies did agree.
We lost ourselves with every touch
As the body was laid to feed
Our lust with every sensation ever invented
For a happy conclusion concluded by you and me.
As I begin with your face.
I Caress the topic lightly
Leaving the details for the body to be laid.
As the thesis is developed
And the message is conveyed,
I introduce what needs support
From the paragraphs to be parlayed.
I lead you in by stimulating
You with every touch.
I explain my point
And guide you without rush.
I show you around sweet sensations
That are, secretly, only for us.
Do keep it all between you and I,
Do keep it from everyone, do hush.
With introduction, introduced
And a sample, sampled out;
I let myself go loose
And show you, what tonight is all about.
I start touching, yes, I start feeling;
Feeling you all over and around.
I am caressing every millimeter
On my way to your mound.
Barely touching you, my finger tips,
Linger over you, they hover.
Enticing your body to rise to the sensation
As your beautiful butterfly does flutter.
You try keeping the secretion, hidden deep inside,
But you fail for you can not lie, I know you well my lover.
I know you feel it, I feel it too and me it does consume.
This feeling felt by me and you; we really do love each other.
You are feeling flustered in a way
That you have never felt before.
I have done some things to make you smile
And I am willing to do more.
So do succumb to sweet emotions,
As I make you reminisce of our first kiss in the outdoors.
Do not ever, dear, forget
About our first, I do implore.
We devour each other with a passion
Yet to be felt by any one.
We reap sensations from each,
The crop gained when the harvesting is done.
We hunt together for bliss
With our bodies as our loaded guns
Fulfilling every desire
Until our lust has won.
The introduction introduced your face,
A beautiful sight, indeed.
A sample was given, the sample was liked
And our bodies did agree.
We lost ourselves with every touch
As the body was laid to feed
Our lust with every sensation ever invented
For a happy conclusion concluded by you and me.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
"Bloom Blue Mist" (Sophia)
Inspired by and dedicated to Sophia.
Beautiful at a magnitude
Of ten to the tenth
Power of ten thousand men
Outstretching latitude and longitude.
You are precious,
You are unique
And your smile is so concrete
That it leaves everyone breathless.
You are an angel to us all
And we love you, yes we do.
We love to watch you grow and bloom,
Caryopteris, Blue Mist in Fall.
You are perfectly
Happy all of the time.
You are in tune with the magic of life.
You are our strawberry shortcake, always sweet.
You are beautiful at a magnitude
And so precious to us all.
You are our angel, our Blue Mist in Fall.
If we were Earth you'd be our latitude and longitude.
Beautiful at a magnitude
Of ten to the tenth
Power of ten thousand men
Outstretching latitude and longitude.
You are precious,
You are unique
And your smile is so concrete
That it leaves everyone breathless.
You are an angel to us all
And we love you, yes we do.
We love to watch you grow and bloom,
Caryopteris, Blue Mist in Fall.
You are perfectly
Happy all of the time.
You are in tune with the magic of life.
You are our strawberry shortcake, always sweet.
You are beautiful at a magnitude
And so precious to us all.
You are our angel, our Blue Mist in Fall.
If we were Earth you'd be our latitude and longitude.
Monday, October 18, 2010
"Looking For A Miss"
Dedicated to Regina Texeira for being a friend and for patiently waiting for it.
I'm looking for a young miss,
With a velvet kiss,
Silky and completely
Arousing as can be.
I'm looking for a young miss,
One I can't resist,
One that does persist
And that makes me reminisce.
One that does remind
Of how love is so defined
As a symphony of heavenly
Composed compositions of our lives.
Will you be that miss,
Will you breathe a kiss
Velvet like and silkily
Inclined to create bliss.
Yea I'm looking for that miss
The one I have yet to find,
The one I write for. This
Is for you and your wonderful mind.
I'm looking for a young miss,
With a velvet kiss,
Silky and completely
Arousing as can be.
I'm looking for a young miss,
One I can't resist,
One that does persist
And that makes me reminisce.
One that does remind
Of how love is so defined
As a symphony of heavenly
Composed compositions of our lives.
Will you be that miss,
Will you breathe a kiss
Velvet like and silkily
Inclined to create bliss.
Yea I'm looking for that miss
The one I have yet to find,
The one I write for. This
Is for you and your wonderful mind.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
"Huracán De Amor" (Ginette)
Inspirado por y dedicado a Ginette Hidalgo.
Ella dijo:
"Quiero que me arrope un huracán de amor."
Yo le respondo con un abrazo
Directo a su corazón.
Un beso de sorpresa,
Plantado en la mejilla.
Un beso para que sepas
Que eres amada, linda.
Eres preciosamente hermosa,
Eres angelical,
También muy cariñosa,
Únicamente genial.
Genialmente coqueta,
Con sonrisa que enamora.
Sonrisa tan completa
Que a tu corazón controla.
Eres totalmente amada,
Que nunca se te olvide, bella.
Aquí tienes tu huracán de amor
Para tu corazón, estrella.
Ella dijo:
"Quiero que me arrope un huracán de amor."
Yo le respondo con un abrazo
Directo a su corazón.
Un beso de sorpresa,
Plantado en la mejilla.
Un beso para que sepas
Que eres amada, linda.
Eres preciosamente hermosa,
Eres angelical,
También muy cariñosa,
Únicamente genial.
Genialmente coqueta,
Con sonrisa que enamora.
Sonrisa tan completa
Que a tu corazón controla.
Eres totalmente amada,
Que nunca se te olvide, bella.
Aquí tienes tu huracán de amor
Para tu corazón, estrella.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
"One Word Or Two" (Crystal)
Inspired by and dedicated to Crystal Carrera.
You said to describe you in one word
Or two, but I've got plenty.
I could say that you are, in one word, (complete)
Or, in two, (intoxicatingly merry).
You're (beautifully tempting),
Sincerely that's the truth.
So when I say that I can write
"A million things about you,"
Believe it because I just did.
I can compose one thousand songs
In one thousand grains of sand and that's no fib.
A thousand grains of sands can be concatenated into glass, am I wrong?
So do believe what's written here.
What for you I, here, do write.
You are (amazingly amazing),
A (beautiful moon) that at night is (perfectly bright).
In one word or two you are (Simply be-musing) in the way (you mesmerize),
The way (you captivate) a (beautiful mind)
And are (astoundingly defined)
You are an (inspiring inspiration) to the sight seen by the eye.
You said to describe you in one word
Or two, but I've got plenty.
I could say that you are, in one word, (complete)
Or, in two, (intoxicatingly merry).
You're (beautifully tempting),
Sincerely that's the truth.
So when I say that I can write
"A million things about you,"
Believe it because I just did.
I can compose one thousand songs
In one thousand grains of sand and that's no fib.
A thousand grains of sands can be concatenated into glass, am I wrong?
So do believe what's written here.
What for you I, here, do write.
You are (amazingly amazing),
A (beautiful moon) that at night is (perfectly bright).
In one word or two you are (Simply be-musing) in the way (you mesmerize),
The way (you captivate) a (beautiful mind)
And are (astoundingly defined)
You are an (inspiring inspiration) to the sight seen by the eye.
Friday, October 15, 2010
"My Love, My Dear"
Inspired by and dedicated to L.Q.
Turn that frown
Up-side-down
Give me a smile
And I'll
Make sure you keep it.
Feel the warmth deeply,
Embedded in you uniquely.
For you are special and neatly
Aligned with facts
That support your acts
As being divine, leaving thought intact.
As all wrongs directed towards you are reverted back
You are left unharmed.
Whether or not they are armed
With sticks and stones do not be alarmed
For all wrong against you I'll prevent from being farmed.
In you no hate shall grow
For you will be protected from all crow
That may linger around you because I'll make them go
Away. Yes, away they will fly to return nevermore.
So do not fear,
For the coast is clear
And you may land here,
In my heart and remain near my love, my dear.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
"For Your Embrace" (Soanny)
Inspired by and dedicated to Soanny Sanchez.
Inclined to a thought,
I decide to write
The second poem of the day
Because one did not suffice.
One problem manifests,
A big problem yes indeed
For I am not inspired
To write, no siree.
Then I see a picture,
One that, me, does blind.
A picture capturing your beauty
And it makes me want to write.
So beautiful, so sexy,
So wonderfully tempting
That you make this poet wonder
How he'll begin his own tormenting.
I tell my mind to think
Of one and a half million things
That I could put on paper
About this world to heaven link.
So when I look up to see the moon
And I only see your face,
With a smile I write this poem
For your beautiful mind to embrace.
Inclined to a thought,
I decide to write
The second poem of the day
Because one did not suffice.
One problem manifests,
A big problem yes indeed
For I am not inspired
To write, no siree.
Then I see a picture,
One that, me, does blind.
A picture capturing your beauty
And it makes me want to write.
So beautiful, so sexy,
So wonderfully tempting
That you make this poet wonder
How he'll begin his own tormenting.
I tell my mind to think
Of one and a half million things
That I could put on paper
About this world to heaven link.
So when I look up to see the moon
And I only see your face,
With a smile I write this poem
For your beautiful mind to embrace.
"I Write Again" (Yasmin 02)
A second inspiration by and dedication to Yasmin J. Cruz.
If it's not love, nor lust
What does compel the mind to be
So adhered towards admiration,
So attentive to your being.
I've written once before
For your entertainment no less.
To you I write again, I ask myself why?
But I find no reason, I confess.
You said my words before
Were entertaining, but not of you.
You said to write again
And I thought it sort of rude.
Though here I am, I sit and write
A compilation of simple thoughts
For you to read, for you to find
In your mind all of its flaws.
So do dare ask and I may say
I'll write again for you to read.
I do not mind if you reply
Write again, but this time of me.
If it's not love, nor lust
What does compel the mind to be
So adhered towards admiration,
So attentive to your being.
I've written once before
For your entertainment no less.
To you I write again, I ask myself why?
But I find no reason, I confess.
You said my words before
Were entertaining, but not of you.
You said to write again
And I thought it sort of rude.
Though here I am, I sit and write
A compilation of simple thoughts
For you to read, for you to find
In your mind all of its flaws.
So do dare ask and I may say
I'll write again for you to read.
I do not mind if you reply
Write again, but this time of me.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
"On AIM With CuCa" (Leslie)
Inspired and dedicated to Leslie "CuCa" Vega.
Well, it's been some time
And I
Have been wondering if life
Has been treating you alright.
How have you been?
Dear friend from long ago,
How's everything with you?
I really want to know.
I was reminiscing on how we
Used to be
On AIM all day back in our teens
Speaking about the fun we would have when we meet.
We spoke of playing this fun game,
The one you used to play
When you lived here in NY and used to take the train
Back in the good old days.
This all started a few days ago
When I came across, in the grocery store,
A banana flavored Nesquick milk,
Your favorite flavor since years before
The dreadful worries of paying the bills.
Since before we lost the time we killed
Chatting away in front of the monitor that displayed
The images we exchanged back in the good old days.
I miss you Leslie
It's been a while, but you're still gently
Held in my heart as a friend
I hope this finds you well and a smile it lends.
Well, it's been some time
And I
Have been wondering if life
Has been treating you alright.
How have you been?
Dear friend from long ago,
How's everything with you?
I really want to know.
I was reminiscing on how we
Used to be
On AIM all day back in our teens
Speaking about the fun we would have when we meet.
We spoke of playing this fun game,
The one you used to play
When you lived here in NY and used to take the train
Back in the good old days.
This all started a few days ago
When I came across, in the grocery store,
A banana flavored Nesquick milk,
Your favorite flavor since years before
The dreadful worries of paying the bills.
Since before we lost the time we killed
Chatting away in front of the monitor that displayed
The images we exchanged back in the good old days.
I miss you Leslie
It's been a while, but you're still gently
Held in my heart as a friend
I hope this finds you well and a smile it lends.
Monday, October 11, 2010
"Let Them See" (Luisanny)
Inspired by and dedicated to my cousin Luisanny Ortiz.
Yea, that's right walk it out
Show them what you're all about.
Let them see and let them talk
Because they can't stand your walk.
They're just jealous, that's the truth
They can't stand that they can't be you.
That's why they lie and they do say
All of those words of anger and hate.
So do indeed be all you are
And let them see that they can't harm
You or your integrity.
They can not harm who they can't be.
Yea, that's right walk it out
Show them what you're all about.
Let them see and let them talk
Because they can't stand your walk.
They're just jealous, that's the truth
They can't stand that they can't be you.
That's why they lie and they do say
All of those words of anger and hate.
So do indeed be all you are
And let them see that they can't harm
You or your integrity.
They can not harm who they can't be.
"The Cleansed of hate" (Cenobia)
Inspired by and dedicated to Cenobia Carlantini.
Oh! Dear sweet and gentle,
Instrumental
Consequence of existential
And experimental
Circumstances so sequential
And fulfilling to human beings.
You're so sweet
And loved by he
Who is to see
Who you be
Hidden deep
Inside of thee.
I want to say
To you today
That I dedicate
These words that commemorate
You, the great
Cenobia, the cleansed of hate.
Oh! Dear sweet and gentle,
Instrumental
Consequence of existential
And experimental
Circumstances so sequential
And fulfilling to human beings.
You're so sweet
And loved by he
Who is to see
Who you be
Hidden deep
Inside of thee.
I want to say
To you today
That I dedicate
These words that commemorate
You, the great
Cenobia, the cleansed of hate.
Marline
Inspired by and dedicated to Marline Rodriguez.
So sexy, so curvacious,
You infatuate the eye.
The sight of you is outstanding
And even before you speak your mind
You're amazing.
But whenever you do speak
The chit-chattering and click-clacking
Stops and everyone awaits to hear your voice silently.
You're loud
And over exalted at times
Which may be why before you are known
You are judged and wrongfully defined.
But don't stop being yourself
And don't take the time to believe
What they're saying, they're just hating
Because you, they can not be.
So sexy, so curvacious,
You infatuate the eye.
The sight of you is outstanding
And even before you speak your mind
You're amazing.
But whenever you do speak
The chit-chattering and click-clacking
Stops and everyone awaits to hear your voice silently.
You're loud
And over exalted at times
Which may be why before you are known
You are judged and wrongfully defined.
But don't stop being yourself
And don't take the time to believe
What they're saying, they're just hating
Because you, they can not be.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Emely
Inspired by and dedicated to Emely Reynoso.
With inspiration yet to come
I'm deep in thought when I see your face.
You carry a smile, a lovely smile,
One which in my mind has been engraved.
So just when I thought inspiration gone,
Inspiration returns as an image of you.
Therefore I write and form a bond
With pen and paper as a poem blooms.
The thought of you brings memories,
Dear memories of younger times.
Simpler times when we thought our twenties
Were too far off for us to climb.
But now we're here, we're twenty two;
"How does it feel?" I dare not ask.
For I do know and you'll be turning twenty three soon.
That's why with you I'll raise my flask.
Together we shall drink away all worries to come.
We, us and friends with whiskey in hand,
Palo viejo, coquito too; Bacardi and Brugal because we love rum.
We'll celebrate with Latino pride, we will stand out, we will out-stand.
With inspiration yet to come
I'm deep in thought when I see your face.
You carry a smile, a lovely smile,
One which in my mind has been engraved.
So just when I thought inspiration gone,
Inspiration returns as an image of you.
Therefore I write and form a bond
With pen and paper as a poem blooms.
The thought of you brings memories,
Dear memories of younger times.
Simpler times when we thought our twenties
Were too far off for us to climb.
But now we're here, we're twenty two;
"How does it feel?" I dare not ask.
For I do know and you'll be turning twenty three soon.
That's why with you I'll raise my flask.
Together we shall drink away all worries to come.
We, us and friends with whiskey in hand,
Palo viejo, coquito too; Bacardi and Brugal because we love rum.
We'll celebrate with Latino pride, we will stand out, we will out-stand.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
"First Kiss" (Yasmin)
Inspired by and dedicated to Yasmin J. Cruz
She has a tremendous smile
With an attitude to match.
A curiosity as vast as the Nile
Like an itch that can't be scratched.
So when I refused to answer:
"How did it happen, your first kiss?"
She insisted until I gave in and had to
Say "It went like this... "
.....
Once upon a time,
Back in '99,
I met this concoction of pure beauty yet defined.
She was amazingly resounding whenever she spoke.
She demanded all attention and it was the same when she wrote.
She was amazing in my eyes and so one day I wrote her a note.
The note was simple,
It was folded so that when closed in the middle
There was a heart with a riddle.
I gave her the note thinking myself bold.
When she read it though, she responded with an answer I thought cold.
For it was not what I wanted nor expected, it was "NO!"
I turned away sad and gloomy because the girl that I liked
Had put on paper very simply that my request was denied.
So I walked over to my seat, silently with that thought in mind.
But right before I sat, on my shoulder I felt a hand.
It was hers she turned me around, she kissed me and then
She smiled and said "I was joking silly, of course I want to be your girlfriend."
.....
So that's the story,
That's my first kiss,
My day of glory,
My day of bliss.
She has a tremendous smile
With an attitude to match.
A curiosity as vast as the Nile
Like an itch that can't be scratched.
So when I refused to answer:
"How did it happen, your first kiss?"
She insisted until I gave in and had to
Say "It went like this... "
.....
Once upon a time,
Back in '99,
I met this concoction of pure beauty yet defined.
She was amazingly resounding whenever she spoke.
She demanded all attention and it was the same when she wrote.
She was amazing in my eyes and so one day I wrote her a note.
The note was simple,
It was folded so that when closed in the middle
There was a heart with a riddle.
I gave her the note thinking myself bold.
When she read it though, she responded with an answer I thought cold.
For it was not what I wanted nor expected, it was "NO!"
I turned away sad and gloomy because the girl that I liked
Had put on paper very simply that my request was denied.
So I walked over to my seat, silently with that thought in mind.
But right before I sat, on my shoulder I felt a hand.
It was hers she turned me around, she kissed me and then
She smiled and said "I was joking silly, of course I want to be your girlfriend."
.....
So that's the story,
That's my first kiss,
My day of glory,
My day of bliss.
Friday, October 8, 2010
"Appease Her Heart to be Complete" (Trang)
Inspired by and dedicated to Trang Son
Oh! Dear thoughts resounding in the mind
Do please convey what a lost soul need find
To be able to live on happily 'til eternity.
What must one do to feel worthy of her complexity?
She, who is armed with a milky coating for a skin
And a universe within the eyes that sweeten her soft grin,
Is too precious a being to be betrothed to anyone.
No, not just anyone can claim her his and then be done.
A free spirit, yes, indeed she does carry within the depths.
Together with a warm heart, full of love, centering her chest.
So one who dreams of being hers and of her being his
Must be able to withstand the venom of a serpent's kiss.
A serpent's kiss, Medusa's smile and the wrath of seven seas;
The four winds, a giant bee and a demon king one must appease.
Thereof, dear thoughts, as you may see the dilemma starts and ends
With her being the one that makes a lost soul complete.
Oh! Dear thoughts resounding in the mind
Do please convey what a lost soul need find
To be able to live on happily 'til eternity.
What must one do to feel worthy of her complexity?
She, who is armed with a milky coating for a skin
And a universe within the eyes that sweeten her soft grin,
Is too precious a being to be betrothed to anyone.
No, not just anyone can claim her his and then be done.
A free spirit, yes, indeed she does carry within the depths.
Together with a warm heart, full of love, centering her chest.
So one who dreams of being hers and of her being his
Must be able to withstand the venom of a serpent's kiss.
A serpent's kiss, Medusa's smile and the wrath of seven seas;
The four winds, a giant bee and a demon king one must appease.
Thereof, dear thoughts, as you may see the dilemma starts and ends
With her being the one that makes a lost soul complete.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
"A Mother's Heart" (Helena)
Inspired by and dedicated to Helena Cabrera.
She said: "This heart still beats a bit,
It has yet to go cold."
So she still hopes for a light to be lit
And a story be told.
She holds on tight to hope, therefore she'll sit
And wait for love to come home with the gold.
Although all of this goes on,
She doesn't fail to see
That she has got the greatest gift, a son,
One that makes her complete.
A being with more love than any foregone.
A being more special than any she'll meet.
So her heart grows warmer
With each beautiful sight
Of this gift that's been brighter
Than the stars' blinding light.
A gift that's her anchor to reality river.
The gift of a life that warms her heart day and night.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Denise
Inspired by and dedicated to my cousin Denise Ortiz-Valdez.
Your beauty in its essence,
In it's purest form, defined
Is thought to be a present
Given by the divine.
You are perfection that when sought
Can never be found
For those who seek even the thought
To the ground shall be bound.
You are complete, the jealous say,
And your flaws they fail to miss,
But the truth is that without flaws, nay,
Perfection can never exist.
So perfect-be and perfect-stay,
Stay perfectly unique like Greece,
Because the truth is as bright as day,
You are one of a kind, Denise.
Your beauty in its essence,
In it's purest form, defined
Is thought to be a present
Given by the divine.
You are perfection that when sought
Can never be found
For those who seek even the thought
To the ground shall be bound.
You are complete, the jealous say,
And your flaws they fail to miss,
But the truth is that without flaws, nay,
Perfection can never exist.
So perfect-be and perfect-stay,
Stay perfectly unique like Greece,
Because the truth is as bright as day,
You are one of a kind, Denise.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Karolynn
Inspired by and dedicated to Karolynn Yanil Mejia.
"K" is for killer
Because your beauty is hazardous to life.
"A" is for amazing
Because your presence lights up the night.
"R" is for restricted
Because you're not for everyone.
"O" is for objective
Because what you want done gets done.
"L" is for literal
Because you mean what you say.
"Y" is for youthful
Because you live it up each day.
"N" is for nonchalant
Because you're not easily phased.
"N" again for natural
Because you were birthed not made.
"K" is for killer
Because your beauty is hazardous to life.
"A" is for amazing
Because your presence lights up the night.
"R" is for restricted
Because you're not for everyone.
"O" is for objective
Because what you want done gets done.
"L" is for literal
Because you mean what you say.
"Y" is for youthful
Because you live it up each day.
"N" is for nonchalant
Because you're not easily phased.
"N" again for natural
Because you were birthed not made.
Friday, October 1, 2010
You Rain on My Earth
I like the rain,
Indeed I do.
I like the gray
Sky without blue.
I like the moon,
No, not the sun.
I know I'm different
From everyone.
I keep dark secrets,
Everyone does.
I've never told you
All that I must.
I keep on thinking
That you and I
Can be together
This rainy night.
So that tonight
I may confess
This secret that's
Kept in my chest.
The secret is...
What I want to say
Is that I love you
More with each day.
I love you sweetly,
I love you completely,
Completely uniquely,
I love you dearly.
For this reason
The sun I hate,
I hate blue skies
And love rainy days.
As of you I'm reminded
With each gray sky,
The beauty of nature
At its prime.
The rain cleanses the earth
As you cleanse my heart,
Bringing purity with a unity
That can not be torn apart.
Indeed I do.
I like the gray
Sky without blue.
I like the moon,
No, not the sun.
I know I'm different
From everyone.
I keep dark secrets,
Everyone does.
I've never told you
All that I must.
I keep on thinking
That you and I
Can be together
This rainy night.
So that tonight
I may confess
This secret that's
Kept in my chest.
The secret is...
What I want to say
Is that I love you
More with each day.
I love you sweetly,
I love you completely,
Completely uniquely,
I love you dearly.
For this reason
The sun I hate,
I hate blue skies
And love rainy days.
As of you I'm reminded
With each gray sky,
The beauty of nature
At its prime.
The rain cleanses the earth
As you cleanse my heart,
Bringing purity with a unity
That can not be torn apart.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Born This Way
I want to dedicate this to anyone and everyone who has ever felt oppressed in any way (be it because of your race, gender, gender preference, all of the above and/or more); this is for you!
"Born This Way"
"Born This Way"
By: Edwin Calvo
I have a darker complexion,
It's real, not fake;
No need for tanning
For I was born this way.
I have a caramel color
That glistens in the sun
Whenever covered in the sweat
Of a labor day begun.
Like honey, all natural,
Sweet even; if you may
Taste my soul you'll find out
That I was born this way.
I did not ask to be this kind,
Gentle and comprehensive
Nor did I ask to be born
In a world, so apprehensive.
I struggle to know the reason why
Many seem to convey
A negativity towards the fact
That I was born this way.
They say that it's not natural,
They say it should not be,
They say I'll burn in hell,
But they don't even know me.
They call me names in a cruel way
To see me hurt inside,
To feel themselves superior
They engrave doubt in my mind.
I've had enough, it's just too much
And so today I want to say:
It's not my fault,
I was born this way!
Friday, September 10, 2010
Corazon En Mente
Estoy alborotado porque no estas a mi lado,
No estas en mis manos y por ti no soy abrazado.
Estoy bien triste porque hace tiempo que dijiste
"Te amo y decirte te quiero me revive."
Por eso amor querido el dolor
Por ti, como favor, lo desaparezco de tu corazón.
Para que nunca regrese ese martirio que tu sientes
Lo encerrare en mi mente en una jaula de serpientes.
Yo te amo, yo te quiero, yo te adoro amor mio
Por ti soportaría cualquier calor, cualquier frío.
A si que cuando oigas "TE AMO" de alguien que no sea yo
Preguntale sinceramente "Cuantas serpientes tiene tu corazón?"
No estas en mis manos y por ti no soy abrazado.
Estoy bien triste porque hace tiempo que dijiste
"Te amo y decirte te quiero me revive."
Por eso amor querido el dolor
Por ti, como favor, lo desaparezco de tu corazón.
Para que nunca regrese ese martirio que tu sientes
Lo encerrare en mi mente en una jaula de serpientes.
Yo te amo, yo te quiero, yo te adoro amor mio
Por ti soportaría cualquier calor, cualquier frío.
A si que cuando oigas "TE AMO" de alguien que no sea yo
Preguntale sinceramente "Cuantas serpientes tiene tu corazón?"
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
She said to me...
Come close baby hold me in your arms please.
Let's cuddle up a bit and dream of being in Greece.
Let's go to Rome and back and on the way
Let me just say
That you're the best thing that has ever happened to this soul.
So don't go, please don't open that door;
I want you in my life,
Never out of sight
For, you, I do love, my king.
Come close baby hold me in your arms please.
Let's cuddle up a bit and dream of being in Greece.
Let's go to Rome and back and on the way
Let me just say
That you're the best thing that has ever happened to this soul.
So don't go, please don't open that door;
I want you in my life,
Never out of sight
For, you, I do love, my king.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
With You In Mind
I can't sleep,
I tried counting sheep,
But I can't seem to keep
The count.
I'm copping out;
I plead the fifth for if not I will shout.
Pout if you will,
I have yet to be able to keep still.
It's like time wants to be killed.
I have no control
I try to ignore
So I do implore
To be able to sleep.
Let my eyelids close please
As I need to be
Well rested for the morrow to come.
Come tomorrow I'll be tired and then some
If I don't manage to sleep and calm
My nerves
As they are indeed stirred
By the sight of your curves.
It's so stuck in my mind
So engraved that I
Can not sleep my good night.
So Awake I do stay
And although the end of today
Has come, to my dreams I must say
That I cannot oblige
With the promise that I
Would dream of an angel tonight.
Yes that angel is you,
Caterpillar in its cocoon
Be banana, I'll be baboon.
If, and only If, you do please
For you I'll get down on my knees,
With kisses I'll shower your feet
And then I'll say...
Will you marry me my queen?
I tried counting sheep,
But I can't seem to keep
The count.
I'm copping out;
I plead the fifth for if not I will shout.
Pout if you will,
I have yet to be able to keep still.
It's like time wants to be killed.
I have no control
I try to ignore
So I do implore
To be able to sleep.
Let my eyelids close please
As I need to be
Well rested for the morrow to come.
Come tomorrow I'll be tired and then some
If I don't manage to sleep and calm
My nerves
As they are indeed stirred
By the sight of your curves.
It's so stuck in my mind
So engraved that I
Can not sleep my good night.
So Awake I do stay
And although the end of today
Has come, to my dreams I must say
That I cannot oblige
With the promise that I
Would dream of an angel tonight.
Yes that angel is you,
Caterpillar in its cocoon
Be banana, I'll be baboon.
If, and only If, you do please
For you I'll get down on my knees,
With kisses I'll shower your feet
And then I'll say...
Will you marry me my queen?
Monday, August 9, 2010
For You, My Rhythm and Blues
"For You, My Rhythm and Blues"
By: Edwin Calvo
First you lick it
Then you flick it
With your tongue,
Now kiss it.
Back away from her, let her miss it.
Tease her
Slowly let her lose herself then please her
But not before building a plot to the story.
Now tell her that you need her,
Take her to glory.
Beamer, Benz or Bentley.
More like Nissan, Honda, Chevy
But it's not the car that matters
If you love her and can chatter
Up with her friends
Do not just pretend
You must understand
If you ever want to see her again.
Bullshit's
Flying quick
Now the floor is all slick
And slippery
As the plot is thickening
Do stick it in
And let her feel
That the love is real.
Slow-
Show-
Her that you know-
How to control-
Yourself-
and how to pace
Yourself-
So that you may win the race-
Let her relate-
To you-
Dance to your Rhythm and Blues
Too-
Show her what you can do.
Show her you're not a joke
You're for real and you can smoke
Anyone who may stand a foe
Against her or against you for her love.
Show her there's nothing above
Everything else is below
She's number one for sure
Never for show
She's not just a trophy, although she's a trophy wife
There's no one like her or alike
There's no one out there that I like
There's only you
Now listen to my Rhythm and Blues
As you're the one I'm singing it to.
A Love Undreamed Of (Version 3)
"A Love Undreamed Of (Version 3)"
By: Edwin Calvo, Michael Roa, Jennifer Calvo and Vincent Santos
She intoxicates the air
With a flare
That makes you not care
And so you stare
Deep into her eyes
As her beauty is your demise
And you know it's no surprise
That your falling makes her rise
Higher than the skies above.
She flies like a golden dove
Enslaving everyone in her love
A love that is undreamed of.
I see her and I'm left bare
So in her eyes I dare not stare
Therefore, instead, to make it fair
I think myself a beast, I think myself rare.
She thinks herself better than I.
Like the dove she is I let her fly.
I ignore my knowledge I ignore my pride
Because I know she's from a different tribe.
I feel trapped, but know I'm safe,
For her love has me enslaved.
I'm falling deeper, more lonely now
And simply she just walks away.
I try to end her alluring spell;
I try to run, I try to yell.
She knows I'm here, she knows me well;
I can't believe how deep I fell.
Sleep deprived, my thoughts unclear,
I stare bemused as she gets near.
I've fallen for her, in lust, in love,
In this, a love undreamed of.
A love sought by many
And given by one,
Offered by plenty,
Received by none.
There she flies,
Above the clouds in the skies.
Out of reach,
I feel helpless and weak
For I am bound to my feet
And from afar must feel her heat.
Her powers are godlike
And within me love ignites.
Yet here I stand and stare
Without a care
At a golden dove
That, with her wings, spreads winds of love.
By: Edwin Calvo, Michael Roa, Jennifer Calvo and Vincent Santos
She intoxicates the air
With a flare
That makes you not care
And so you stare
Deep into her eyes
As her beauty is your demise
And you know it's no surprise
That your falling makes her rise
Higher than the skies above.
She flies like a golden dove
Enslaving everyone in her love
A love that is undreamed of.
I see her and I'm left bare
So in her eyes I dare not stare
Therefore, instead, to make it fair
I think myself a beast, I think myself rare.
She thinks herself better than I.
Like the dove she is I let her fly.
I ignore my knowledge I ignore my pride
Because I know she's from a different tribe.
I feel trapped, but know I'm safe,
For her love has me enslaved.
I'm falling deeper, more lonely now
And simply she just walks away.
I try to end her alluring spell;
I try to run, I try to yell.
She knows I'm here, she knows me well;
I can't believe how deep I fell.
Sleep deprived, my thoughts unclear,
I stare bemused as she gets near.
I've fallen for her, in lust, in love,
In this, a love undreamed of.
A love sought by many
And given by one,
Offered by plenty,
Received by none.
There she flies,
Above the clouds in the skies.
Out of reach,
I feel helpless and weak
For I am bound to my feet
And from afar must feel her heat.
Her powers are godlike
And within me love ignites.
Yet here I stand and stare
Without a care
At a golden dove
That, with her wings, spreads winds of love.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
A Love Undreamed Of (Version 2)
"A Love Undreamed Of (Version 2)"
By: Edwin Calvo and Vincent Santos
She intoxicates the air
With a flare
That makes you not care
And so you stare
Deep into her eyes
As her beauty is your demise
And you know it's no surprise
That your falling makes her rise
Higher than the skies above.
She flies like a golden dove
Enslaving everyone in her love
A love that is undreamed of.
A love sought by many
And given by one,
Offered by plenty,
Received by none.
There she flies,
Above the clouds in the skies.
Out of reach,
I feel helpless and weak
For I am bound to my feet
And from afar must feel her heat.
Her powers are godlike
And within me love ignites.
Yet here I stand and stare
Without a care
At a golden dove
That, with her wings, spreads winds of love.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
I Am I
Me, really? What must you know?
About myself? Well, I try to uphold
The self for myself I do not know,
Nor do I know where I will go.
I live quizzically, my life,
For i have yet to find my inner light.
That light which defines
Our truth and our might.
I question all for I have yet to understand
Myself, my thoughts and why I pretend.
I pretend, sometimes, that I comprehend
What goes on in my mind even though it is grand.
I try to see although I'm blind.
I use my sight but fail to find
Why it is that I am I,
Why it is that I'm alive.
So when you ask me to speak about me
I am left speechless and quizzically
I try, I do try to tell you, to tell we
Who I am, Who I be.
About myself? Well, I try to uphold
The self for myself I do not know,
Nor do I know where I will go.
I live quizzically, my life,
For i have yet to find my inner light.
That light which defines
Our truth and our might.
I question all for I have yet to understand
Myself, my thoughts and why I pretend.
I pretend, sometimes, that I comprehend
What goes on in my mind even though it is grand.
I try to see although I'm blind.
I use my sight but fail to find
Why it is that I am I,
Why it is that I'm alive.
So when you ask me to speak about me
I am left speechless and quizzically
I try, I do try to tell you, to tell we
Who I am, Who I be.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
A Love Undreamed Of
She intoxicates the air
With a flare
That makes you not care
And so you stare
Deep into her eyes
As her beauty is your demise
And you know it's no surprise
That your falling makes her rise
Higher than the skies above
She flies like a golden dove
Enslaving everyone in her love
A love that is undreamed of.
With a flare
That makes you not care
And so you stare
Deep into her eyes
As her beauty is your demise
And you know it's no surprise
That your falling makes her rise
Higher than the skies above
She flies like a golden dove
Enslaving everyone in her love
A love that is undreamed of.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
My Soliloquy
I'll tell you a secret...
Can you keep it?
Only between us, neatly,
Almost completely
As if it were uniquely
Meant to be
Just for you and me.
You and I
Intertwined
In a lie
To the world
Because the truth
Is to be known only by you
And it is that I love thee,
But please
Keep it in between
You and me.
Here is, to you, my soliloquy,
My devotion, my love.
Can you keep it?
Only between us, neatly,
Almost completely
As if it were uniquely
Meant to be
Just for you and me.
You and I
Intertwined
In a lie
To the world
Because the truth
Is to be known only by you
And it is that I love thee,
But please
Keep it in between
You and me.
Here is, to you, my soliloquy,
My devotion, my love.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Choking on I Love You
I'm lost in thought, my mind is clouded,
I can't think clearly, myself I've doubted.
I can not come to a conclusion;
I feel worse than if I had a head contusion.
I'm tired of my "can't do this," and "why do that?"
I'm pessimistic, that's a fact.
I try but I can not do
Why can't I say it if it's true?
I've failed myself, yes, I failed you.
I've tried it all, now I conclude
I have to do not only try.
I have to say "I love you" tonight!
I can't think clearly, myself I've doubted.
I can not come to a conclusion;
I feel worse than if I had a head contusion.
I'm tired of my "can't do this," and "why do that?"
I'm pessimistic, that's a fact.
I try but I can not do
Why can't I say it if it's true?
I've failed myself, yes, I failed you.
I've tried it all, now I conclude
I have to do not only try.
I have to say "I love you" tonight!
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Exclusive Shout-Out
Exclusively for homies
I'm writing this to show thee
That you're always in my mind and heart
Even if we are apart.
Exclusively for JeJe, dear sister
You know that I do love you and I'll always be your mister
Help you out, Be right there
If you need me, I'm not going anywhere.
Exclusively for Vinny
Homie we beyond friendly
No blood relation needed
When you need me you will see me.
Exclusively for Abelito
Dear Primito
I know that I disappear
But you're more than a cousin your my bro make it clear.
Exclusively for White Boii
I know we don't speak much, specially when you're deployed
But you're another piece of the puzzle that makes up my heart
So I'm expecting us to be bros 'till death, 90 yr./old shopping at Walmart
Exclusively for MiNi ME
You thought I would forget you? Never will I forget thee.
NiNo You and I have a special bond
August 4th It's going on all day long.
Exclusively for Papi Chulo
El duro, el fabulous como ninguno.
They already say we look alike
My little brother, bigger than life.
Exclusively for Cuero
Mr. hit that vodka straight
To the face
After the hangover I should be OK.
Exclusively for everyone
If you're not detailed don't be alarmed
Just let me know and I'll wave my magic wand
I'll write you in and list you as my smoking gun.
Exclusively dedicated to:
Jennifer Calvo, Vincent Santos Jr., Abel Ortiz Jr., Adrian R. Elias, Joseph Ortiz, Joel Ramirez, Michael Roa, All of my family, all of my friends.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Adoring Might
Living it a little more
Freely but I can't ignore
That with every second gone she is more-adored
And that's really the reason to why I implore.
I ask her to be a little bit
Less than a sweater that I have to knit,
Less complicated but I must admit
That sometimes I really miss her fits.
She's throwing tantrums to the left and right
I try to calmly calm her, I don't want to fight
So I lightly hug her and her neck I bite
I let her know that I love her with all of my might.
Freely but I can't ignore
That with every second gone she is more-adored
And that's really the reason to why I implore.
I ask her to be a little bit
Less than a sweater that I have to knit,
Less complicated but I must admit
That sometimes I really miss her fits.
She's throwing tantrums to the left and right
I try to calmly calm her, I don't want to fight
So I lightly hug her and her neck I bite
I let her know that I love her with all of my might.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
It's Over
OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
But although from the bottom of my heart I wish to kiss you
I will remain,
I will stay
And will say
That my suffering for you will end today.
OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
But the suffering has been too much
And even though I miss your touch
I will remain,
I will stay
And will say
That today I have found someone better
So I will return to you, never!
OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
I miss your scent
I miss your touching me to my heart's content
I miss the way u made me pitch a tent
But what I miss the most is cuddling with you anywhere we went.
OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
But what I don't miss
Is thinking about that kiss
Thinking about your lips
With his
And him
Caressing you with the lights so dim
That I could barely make out the sight of his balls on your chin.
So OK, it's true... I do fucking miss you
But, with that fucking thought in mind, how am I supposed to kiss you.
You can bend at your knees and beg
But that would just remind me that you're an easy tree to peck
Any wood pecker would agree with what I've said.
So stop, don't waste your time.
Your love for me is worth less than a dime
But don't cry
I won't be sleeping alone tonight
For I've found someone better.
So it's whatever
I'll be alright
Little miss I can be with more than one guy at a time.
It's over!
I'm not a domesticated wolf, I know you wish I would, but I won't rollover.
But although from the bottom of my heart I wish to kiss you
I will remain,
I will stay
And will say
That my suffering for you will end today.
OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
But the suffering has been too much
And even though I miss your touch
I will remain,
I will stay
And will say
That today I have found someone better
So I will return to you, never!
OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
I miss your scent
I miss your touching me to my heart's content
I miss the way u made me pitch a tent
But what I miss the most is cuddling with you anywhere we went.
OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
But what I don't miss
Is thinking about that kiss
Thinking about your lips
With his
And him
Caressing you with the lights so dim
That I could barely make out the sight of his balls on your chin.
So OK, it's true... I do fucking miss you
But, with that fucking thought in mind, how am I supposed to kiss you.
You can bend at your knees and beg
But that would just remind me that you're an easy tree to peck
Any wood pecker would agree with what I've said.
So stop, don't waste your time.
Your love for me is worth less than a dime
But don't cry
I won't be sleeping alone tonight
For I've found someone better.
So it's whatever
I'll be alright
Little miss I can be with more than one guy at a time.
It's over!
I'm not a domesticated wolf, I know you wish I would, but I won't rollover.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Happy Father's Day!
This is for the fathers in the U.S.
I confess
That I have been a bad spawn at times,
But I digress.
From the center of my chest
I want to say
Hip hip hurray
For the good fathers of today.
For there are dead beat dads
Someone should beat them bad
For Someone that can't, for their child, stand
Can not be called a man.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!
I confess
That I have been a bad spawn at times,
But I digress.
From the center of my chest
I want to say
Hip hip hurray
For the good fathers of today.
For there are dead beat dads
Someone should beat them bad
For Someone that can't, for their child, stand
Can not be called a man.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Together-Happily
Take an Ambien with me,
Yea, let's fall asleep;
'Till tomorrow in deep
Slumber we will be.
Keep it between us,
Maybe we should just
Keep it in the clutch
And stay in gear because
We don't want to fly.
We just want to ride the tide,
So, we should just down-lie
And spend it together, just you and I.
Simply you and me;
Yea, we should be
Congruently adjoined,
Inspirationally complete.
Completely in conjunction.
Aside, do keep, assumptions
As there's nothing to assume,
It is just me and you.
I'll put myself first
If it indeed may work,
But, only if you'd like
For you're always first in my heart, in my mind.
So firstly, foremost
You and I, let us toast
To ourselves
For when together-put, we need not wealth.
We need only other-each;
Only our love will be
What, us, indeed does keep
Together-happily.
Yea, let's fall asleep;
'Till tomorrow in deep
Slumber we will be.
Keep it between us,
Maybe we should just
Keep it in the clutch
And stay in gear because
We don't want to fly.
We just want to ride the tide,
So, we should just down-lie
And spend it together, just you and I.
Simply you and me;
Yea, we should be
Congruently adjoined,
Inspirationally complete.
Completely in conjunction.
Aside, do keep, assumptions
As there's nothing to assume,
It is just me and you.
I'll put myself first
If it indeed may work,
But, only if you'd like
For you're always first in my heart, in my mind.
So firstly, foremost
You and I, let us toast
To ourselves
For when together-put, we need not wealth.
We need only other-each;
Only our love will be
What, us, indeed does keep
Together-happily.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Random Rhyme Pt.2
Single,
Free to mingle...
Again with the same shit - Pringles...
I've been a bit confound
Running around town
Talking about
Stupid shit
Like, just one chick
But I can't quit,
The brotherhood awaits
I must stay
As my brother has spoken me to be, GREAT!
Any way, let's leave it for another day, back to the babbling
About how I was stabbing
At myself to see if I can bleed while standing
But apparently, I can
Whether I sit or stand
I can not pretend
That I wont bleed
And since it is me
I will say, please
Don't listen to me when I say
That it is not okay
Because when tomorrow comes at the end of today
It's L.O.L. All over
Sort of got the controller
Back with my composure
I think I can compose a symphony
And proud of it be
For I've written this for no one else but me.
So let us be merry
Like Mike and Mary
Or Dick and Harry,
If you're gay,
But again anyway,
That's all folks, ENJOY YOUR DAY!
Free to mingle...
Again with the same shit - Pringles...
I've been a bit confound
Running around town
Talking about
Stupid shit
Like, just one chick
But I can't quit,
The brotherhood awaits
I must stay
As my brother has spoken me to be, GREAT!
Any way, let's leave it for another day, back to the babbling
About how I was stabbing
At myself to see if I can bleed while standing
But apparently, I can
Whether I sit or stand
I can not pretend
That I wont bleed
And since it is me
I will say, please
Don't listen to me when I say
That it is not okay
Because when tomorrow comes at the end of today
It's L.O.L. All over
Sort of got the controller
Back with my composure
I think I can compose a symphony
And proud of it be
For I've written this for no one else but me.
So let us be merry
Like Mike and Mary
Or Dick and Harry,
If you're gay,
But again anyway,
That's all folks, ENJOY YOUR DAY!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Her Stay
I touch every part of her body
Like a Maserati,
Racing,
Quick pacing,
'cause I love to be complacent
With her wishes
Now I'm filling her with kisses
All over,
A bit closer
As I bite her lip I go lower.
Can you blame me?
She drives me crazy
And maybe, I may
Just say, baby stay
And sleep over today.
Oh! Awesome conversation,
Not of words, no, but of actions
Sweet reactions that make body and mind
With the soul Intertwine
As we dissolve into each other and while fighting sleep I...
With a kiss I am to wake
Dozing off was a mistake
But inevitable in any way,
Shape or form so it's okay
Because with a snuggle near the ear you say...
“...Baby I enjoyed my stay.”
Like a Maserati,
Racing,
Quick pacing,
'cause I love to be complacent
With her wishes
Now I'm filling her with kisses
All over,
A bit closer
As I bite her lip I go lower.
Can you blame me?
She drives me crazy
And maybe, I may
Just say, baby stay
And sleep over today.
Oh! Awesome conversation,
Not of words, no, but of actions
Sweet reactions that make body and mind
With the soul Intertwine
As we dissolve into each other and while fighting sleep I...
With a kiss I am to wake
Dozing off was a mistake
But inevitable in any way,
Shape or form so it's okay
Because with a snuggle near the ear you say...
“...Baby I enjoyed my stay.”
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
I Hate Thee, Poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
I hate the time I can not keep
From passing by when I'm with thee.
Oh do I hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
Your smile alone does me wrong
For when you smile you swallow whole
My heart for I try to hate, but I do love... NO! I hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
I hate the fact that I can not wait
For you to come back and act as my mate
But either way I still do hate, Oh I do hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, oh that is true.
From the bottom of my heart I may love you,
But when you're gone oh, I do hate; Oh yes, I hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
Confusing thoughts do fill my mind
Oh if I could I would freeze time
So that you may stay and I may hate, our eternity oh, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
I hate that I miss your scent
I hate that when you're here, I am content.
I hate that I hate but still do love; Oh I do hate thee, poetry.
I hate the time I can not keep
From passing by when I'm with thee.
Oh do I hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
Your smile alone does me wrong
For when you smile you swallow whole
My heart for I try to hate, but I do love... NO! I hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
I hate the fact that I can not wait
For you to come back and act as my mate
But either way I still do hate, Oh I do hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, oh that is true.
From the bottom of my heart I may love you,
But when you're gone oh, I do hate; Oh yes, I hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
Confusing thoughts do fill my mind
Oh if I could I would freeze time
So that you may stay and I may hate, our eternity oh, poetry.
I hate thee, poetry.
I hate that I miss your scent
I hate that when you're here, I am content.
I hate that I hate but still do love; Oh I do hate thee, poetry.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Sexy Little Vixen
Sexy little vixen,
Foxy when you're with me
You make me feel these things
You make me want to cling.
Sexy little vixen,
You make me want to cling
When you make me feel these things
'Cause you're so Foxy when you're with me.
Sexy little vixen,
You make me feel these things
Oh! Foxy when you're with me
You make me want to cling.
Sexy little vixen,
Oh! Foxy little thing
When you're with me, oh I cling
To your body, getting closer every minute.
Sexy little vixen,
Call me clingy if you like
But when I'm with you my dear dime
I make it clear to all that you are my
Sexy little vixen,
Oh so Foxy when you're with me
I know you get the point but, you make me feel these things
Oh yes you make me want to cling
My dear,
Sexy little vixen.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The Essence of Bliss
To whom it may concern,
This shit is dire, I feel inspired and yet confound by the fact that we as human beings could never be eternally happy. That is why you and I, let us say we, could try but will fail inevitably. We seek to be unique when in truth we are just like the next, I am like you. It is true that simple thoughts of a blissful forever do cross all of our minds, but it is also true that bliss is to not be wanted or wished for; instead bliss should be created with a simple act. That act which most of us could never embrace. This act remains that of letting go of our wants and subjecting ourselves to fate. Instead of wishing to advance in science we should let go and live in caves. This being simply because the more knowledge we cradle the more we crave. In essence, the more we seek bliss the further away from it we go; as bliss is, not the wondering of what could be but, the embracing of what we have.
Truly Yours,
E.C.
This shit is dire, I feel inspired and yet confound by the fact that we as human beings could never be eternally happy. That is why you and I, let us say we, could try but will fail inevitably. We seek to be unique when in truth we are just like the next, I am like you. It is true that simple thoughts of a blissful forever do cross all of our minds, but it is also true that bliss is to not be wanted or wished for; instead bliss should be created with a simple act. That act which most of us could never embrace. This act remains that of letting go of our wants and subjecting ourselves to fate. Instead of wishing to advance in science we should let go and live in caves. This being simply because the more knowledge we cradle the more we crave. In essence, the more we seek bliss the further away from it we go; as bliss is, not the wondering of what could be but, the embracing of what we have.
Truly Yours,
E.C.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Random Rhyme
Single,
Free to mingle,
Leave my nuts to jingle
Like bells In Belle's mouth
Like pringles if left on the couch
Crushed as they can not vouch
For themselves
Like a drunk in a well
Puking out, feeling the burn of hell
In their tummies
Call your mommy
If it's not too late honey
Taste in my mouth now
So how about
We kiss and tell how
We were like
Two happy dykes
Loving each, holding tight
Because like a lesbian
I lick between your thighs again
And again as we pretend
This will never end today
So hip hip hurray
We won, isn't it great
The way we do it
True it
Is a bit shrewd but we
Need to be
A little calmly
Collected
Not affected
By the present
So presently
Maybe we
Can be
Very merry
Like Mike and Mary
Or Dick and Harry,
If you're gay,
But anyway
That's all folks, enjoy your day.
Free to mingle,
Leave my nuts to jingle
Like bells In Belle's mouth
Like pringles if left on the couch
Crushed as they can not vouch
For themselves
Like a drunk in a well
Puking out, feeling the burn of hell
In their tummies
Call your mommy
If it's not too late honey
Taste in my mouth now
So how about
We kiss and tell how
We were like
Two happy dykes
Loving each, holding tight
Because like a lesbian
I lick between your thighs again
And again as we pretend
This will never end today
So hip hip hurray
We won, isn't it great
The way we do it
True it
Is a bit shrewd but we
Need to be
A little calmly
Collected
Not affected
By the present
So presently
Maybe we
Can be
Very merry
Like Mike and Mary
Or Dick and Harry,
If you're gay,
But anyway
That's all folks, enjoy your day.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Shit Faced
Shit faced
I left without a trace;
I did not find myself till eight.
I was gone in a daze,
Cold like a dead case.
Made are no actions just reactions
As my mind tries to simplify
Everything as it is all amplified
By the fact that I am still drunk from last night.
I left without a trace;
I did not find myself till eight.
I was gone in a daze,
Cold like a dead case.
Made are no actions just reactions
As my mind tries to simplify
Everything as it is all amplified
By the fact that I am still drunk from last night.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
WE Go
Here WE go...
Lost in conversation
On the topic,
Yea the inspiration,
Being toxic,
Oh so agnostic
Their thoughts towards the divinity
Of our love, our infinity.
Here WE go...
With our flow
Burning slow,
As WE show
The world how WE roll,
WE let them know
That WE are for sure;
WE are WE forever more.
Here WE go...
How can I state-
This? Let me make-
It clear
My dear
WE are WE
Oh baby!
I'm with you, you're with me.
Here WE go...
Let's just stay...
Let them say...
Let's just play...
Let them hate...
Let's just gaze...
As they jealously
Remain, ever after, unhappily...
As WE go!
Lost in conversation
On the topic,
Yea the inspiration,
Being toxic,
Oh so agnostic
Their thoughts towards the divinity
Of our love, our infinity.
Here WE go...
With our flow
Burning slow,
As WE show
The world how WE roll,
WE let them know
That WE are for sure;
WE are WE forever more.
Here WE go...
How can I state-
This? Let me make-
It clear
My dear
WE are WE
Oh baby!
I'm with you, you're with me.
Here WE go...
Let's just stay...
Let them say...
Let's just play...
Let them hate...
Let's just gaze...
As they jealously
Remain, ever after, unhappily...
As WE go!
Friday, January 15, 2010
Someone... Make-Me-Smile...
Someone... make-me-smile...
She says
As she stands up and begs
The world for the reasons
To the why? The because, of the season's
Gloomy and sentimentally depressing melody,
Is to be known by all for all have grown to suffer this great tragedy.
Someone... make-me-smile...
She keeps on saying aloud
To no one in particular, but in hope that the sound
Would in it self create distraction
In the mind strong enough to prevent any drastic action.
Drastic actions that just depress
As they do indeed deepen the wound at the center of her chest.
Someone... make-me-smile...
So sad the sound and the sight
Of this beautiful soul as it's love loses might.
For she did hope and she now bleeds
She did give, but now she needs
Happy thoughts, oh happy thoughts
As every-things are turned to naughts.
Someone... make-me-smile...
So she goes on until she falls asleep;
Full of tears she slumbers deep.
Happy thoughts she tries keeping in mind,
But all for naught as the sun does not shine.
Today, again, a cloudy day;
A misty December hoping for a May.
In her sleep we hear her say
Someone... make-me-smile... today.
She says
As she stands up and begs
The world for the reasons
To the why? The because, of the season's
Gloomy and sentimentally depressing melody,
Is to be known by all for all have grown to suffer this great tragedy.
Someone... make-me-smile...
She keeps on saying aloud
To no one in particular, but in hope that the sound
Would in it self create distraction
In the mind strong enough to prevent any drastic action.
Drastic actions that just depress
As they do indeed deepen the wound at the center of her chest.
Someone... make-me-smile...
So sad the sound and the sight
Of this beautiful soul as it's love loses might.
For she did hope and she now bleeds
She did give, but now she needs
Happy thoughts, oh happy thoughts
As every-things are turned to naughts.
Someone... make-me-smile...
So she goes on until she falls asleep;
Full of tears she slumbers deep.
Happy thoughts she tries keeping in mind,
But all for naught as the sun does not shine.
Today, again, a cloudy day;
A misty December hoping for a May.
In her sleep we hear her say
Someone... make-me-smile... today.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Tell Me Something
Tell me something...
Should I 'cause I would...
Maybe I could,
But that is nothing.
Let me know...
Would you, if you knew
How to, if you had a clue,
Stop the actions that make my reactions the want to go.
Seriously,
Could we remain,
Could we contain
Ourselves so that we can be together happily?
Magically enthused
By the way you make me feel.
Unfortunately your truth is no longer real,
So how can we in happiness conclude?
Should I 'cause I would...
Maybe I could,
But that is nothing.
Let me know...
Would you, if you knew
How to, if you had a clue,
Stop the actions that make my reactions the want to go.
Seriously,
Could we remain,
Could we contain
Ourselves so that we can be together happily?
Magically enthused
By the way you make me feel.
Unfortunately your truth is no longer real,
So how can we in happiness conclude?
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