We should be thankful
For the air that allow us
To live...
For the body we have
Our feet that allow us
To walk...
For the sky and the rain
For the stars an the earth
For our friends and our foes
For the learning and for love
We should say thanks
For the life that we live
For the days and the nights
And for even the pain
That we feel in our heart
It means we are alive!
Thursday, January 30, 2020
Wednesday, January 29, 2020
Friends and toes
Hence,
we look at our toes
Insignificant little things
And we think: I can live
Without them...
But when they are gone
Oh dear! Don't we wish
They were part of our bones?
That is how it is
With friends
No that they are insignificant
But they are missed as well!
The true ones, I meant.
we look at our toes
Insignificant little things
And we think: I can live
Without them...
But when they are gone
Oh dear! Don't we wish
They were part of our bones?
That is how it is
With friends
No that they are insignificant
But they are missed as well!
The true ones, I meant.
Tuesday, January 28, 2020
You know...
...the good thing
About bad things
happening to you?
That is when
you find out
Who your true
friends are!
Isn't that wonderful?
Being able to know
Who you truly
Can count on with!
About bad things
happening to you?
That is when
you find out
Who your true
friends are!
Isn't that wonderful?
Being able to know
Who you truly
Can count on with!
Monday, January 27, 2020
This Madnes That We Call Life
And yet we hold so dear
To our heart
This Oasis
Sorrounded by a desert
Is surreal
And makes me wonder
If we are alive
Or are we dead..
With every day
That passes us by
With every step
That moves us forward
One must ask...
Is this the real world
Or is this in our mind?
Are we slaves of our
Own thoughts?
Prisoners of our souls?
Have we all gone mad?...
To our heart
This Oasis
Sorrounded by a desert
Is surreal
And makes me wonder
If we are alive
Or are we dead..
With every day
That passes us by
With every step
That moves us forward
One must ask...
Is this the real world
Or is this in our mind?
Are we slaves of our
Own thoughts?
Prisoners of our souls?
Have we all gone mad?...
Sunday, January 26, 2020
I look at you
I look at you
In the distance
And a question
Get stuck
on my throath
When and why
And even how...?
It is nothing
To do with looks
But with the inside
The soul that shines
Through people's
Eyes...
But in your eyes
Something is missing:
The truth.
In the distance
And a question
Get stuck
on my throath
When and why
And even how...?
It is nothing
To do with looks
But with the inside
The soul that shines
Through people's
Eyes...
But in your eyes
Something is missing:
The truth.
Saturday, January 25, 2020
Por un Beso de Mi Amado...
Besa el nino enamorado
A la madre que lo vela
Besa la abuela amoroza
La cabeza de su nieta
Besa la joven doncella
Al principe de sus suenos
Y hasta una mujer madura
Da la vida por un beso...
Le roba un viejo atrevido
Algunos besos a la vida
Y yo callada lo observo
Y murmuro quedamente
Por un beso de mi amado
Por un beso...que daria!
A la madre que lo vela
Besa la abuela amoroza
La cabeza de su nieta
Besa la joven doncella
Al principe de sus suenos
Y hasta una mujer madura
Da la vida por un beso...
Le roba un viejo atrevido
Algunos besos a la vida
Y yo callada lo observo
Y murmuro quedamente
Por un beso de mi amado
Por un beso...que daria!
Friday, January 24, 2020
This Night
Smells like a moon
Dressed up
For the sun...but
He never shows up
He goes around
Playing with clouds
While the moon dances
With the stars
Waiting for him
Every night...
It is not mean to be
She guess...
Dressed up
For the sun...but
He never shows up
He goes around
Playing with clouds
While the moon dances
With the stars
Waiting for him
Every night...
It is not mean to be
She guess...
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