Me Faltas Tu

Me levanto y no estas aqui...
aun no llegas.
donde estas?
extrano tu voz
que aun no escucho
tu rostro
que aun no conosco
tus besos
que au no me das
donde estas?

Dicen las malas lenguas que un dia los libros seran reemplazados por cajas electronicas que no tienen el olor a libro nuevo...quien ha visto semejante locura?

AH! THE JOY OF WRITTING!

looking at the plain paper
and all the possibilities
one most ponder...

in which direction
should the words take the reader...
should we make him cry
or laugh?

Should we inspire
or defeat?
Motivate or discourage?
Should it be a story about love
or about war?
Should we write about a baby
or about the dying?
should our stories build or destroy?

The words in the paper
are like dancing
hypnotic mermaids
that sneak
into the readers mind
and overpower
their will until
they cannot do
anything else but read...

That is the joy.

PONDERING ABOUT tECHNOLOGY

Well...few years later I am still skeptical of technology. When we become enslave by the same technology that suppose to set us free, make us wonder..so why is it that I needed it in first place. I mean, I can write poems in a piece of paper and keep it under my pillow without having to update information that websites want in order to re-sale that information to someone else or to track my likes and dislikes. It aggravates me when they try to force me to do something I don't want to do. It is a form of controlling the customer and it really bugs me. I did not grow up with computers, and I probably will never be computer friendly. I rather the face to face interaction. i prefer to read a paper book instead of a nook. I like the smell of the book. I love to watch the letters in the paper and being able to walk away from the screen that has been on my face all day long! why will I want to continue torturing my eyes in a screen. Ah! life was more simpler without computers. I guess computers are a necessary evil, but don;t expect me to like it.

LA MUERTE Y EL OLVIDO

Dicen las malas lenguas
que no existe la muerte
solo el olvido...

Si debo elejir una,
la muerte
tiene mas dignidad
que el olvido.

TENTACION

El dulce nectar de tu boca
es como la miel dulce y melosa
una invitacion abierta al beso
una tentacion dificil de ignorar...

Sobresalto

de pronto un sobresalto me perturba...
donde andaras...con quien te juntas...
porque te atreves a perturbar mi pensamiento?
Atrevido!

just pondering...

I am thinking today in the past and how it reflects on the future...at the end is all related...

The end of Today

is the begining of tomorrow...and tomorrow will also die...

Serenity

Ah! the peacefulness of an evening
without the phone ringing!
There is such a beauty in the silence.
Stillness is a precious treasure.
I suposse without the anoying noise
I would not be able to apreciate
such a serene moment...

Ah!

quien fuera ave para volar bien lejos....