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Joseph Santiago Poem
Walking through gardens
Feeling your presence beside me
Strangers passing by, lost in the darkness
I see the reflection of the city lights in your eyes like stars so near
The icy july wind carries your perfume to me
Your voice echoes through the winter air and your smile, my God your smile...
My hands are cold but i am calm, serene and happy
Where are we going?
Someone once told me that what matters is the journey not the destination
I forget the past, don´t worry about the future, only the present matters
And gradually the twilight turns into night
I look at the sky and I find the moon smiling timidly starting its journey
I want to touch, surround you and drown in your hair
But I do nothing, afraid of ruining everything
Strange... Nothing and Everything
All the while the sound of waves crashing on the sand accompanies us
A familiar sound to me, after all this is my city
The surprise hits me for I am not blind to the world, on the contrary
Everything looks sharper, brighter
And time has not stopped as the old love poems tell us
It goes faster, flies.
My thoughts are clear despite your intoxicating presence
I know I have only a fraction of the time I would like to live beside you
I know that your time here will be as short as a shooting star in the purple sky
And I also know that you will take a piece of me away
That might be returned to me one day or lost forever
Who knows about these things?
But I´m not afraid
I would do it all again
Because you are worth it.
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Joseph Santiago Poem
I am like a lost sailor
Felling the wind like a old friend
Tasting the sault in my lips
Hearing the chants of the deep
And yet I am lost in your ocean
I am like a lost sailor
Waiting for the clouds to dissipate
Trying to find the right star
That will guide me to your heart
Where I believe I will find it all
I am like a lost sailor
A ghost in this old and greasy deck
And yet I have so much to show you
And yet I have so much to give you
Why am I not worthy?
I am like a lost sailor
I know what is in this path
For my wounds are dear enough
And my heart is tireless
And still yearns for you, my star of the east
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Joseph Santiago Poem
I'm lost for you
so lost ...
How can it be?
I can not sleep
I blame the coffee
poor grain
Not that I don´t want to
At least I have the chance of dreaming with you
But Mister Sandman refuses to visit me
with his magic sand
So lost...
There is a battle inside me
of epic proportions
Where I´m just an observer
Sometimes I twist to one side
sometimes for another
And there are times that I'm neutral
waiting to see what happens
But it's all in vain
...for you
And in the end, I'm not strong enough
I let the imagination take over
I travel through a woken dream
And in this dream you are in my arms
And in this dream I taste your lips
And before I wake up I saw the light inside of you
And I discover that there is no other way
I can not hide or escape
for even if I renounce all that I believe,
still I am lost
for you
so lost ...
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Joseph Santiago Poem
This Heart is like a Lion
Punished through the years but still tameless
facing the world and the consequences
Scarred but still beating unwinking
and even mended, refuses to surrender
This Heart is like a lion
And for a while, frozen, kept silence
As if waiting for this moment
Relentless, supported the action of the elements with courage
Witnessed the dance of the seasons with faith
And Then...
A street corner near the beach
A table on the sidewalk
A strange Coffee Shop
Innocent exchanges of words
A pool table
A tiny museum
A unknown bookstore
Wake up, brave lion
Because you are no longer mine
You are hers
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Joseph Santiago Poem
A Second
It starts with a feeling
Born, God knows where,
and spreads rapidly
As an energy that can not be stopped
And then I close my eyes.
I welcome the air that fills my lungs
that blends into my being
And I realize that this is the same air that you breathe
So, as if it were my last,
I hold my breath, to keep you with me
A second
Where I imagine
your love
Pure Happiness
Then I open my eyes
And this second ends
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Joseph Santiago Poem
My sweetest friend
With you I feel complete
we walked and talked, talked and walked
like there is no tomorrow
With you I feel in paradise
I open myself to the world
I'm not ashamed to cry, to be myself and face the day
With
you
I
just
feel
happy
If I didnt believe in anything
I would become a believer
But since I'm a believer
for you my sweetest friend
I thank God.
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Joseph Santiago Poem
Moments
Thoughts unknown
Magical chemistry
Links forming
Chain reactions
And there are these moments
Where I get lost in these feelings
With my heart misaligned
Trying to find a middle ground
Memories in the wind
Randomly taken and sustained
Spikes of Destiny emerging
forcing me to meander
And there are these moments
Where a single word is enough
And my emptiness is filled
until the next low tide
A huge weight on my shoulders
Dreams in a smoky bedroom
Walls like a prison
I try to escape and become a fugitive in the night
And there are these moments
Ironic and ambioguous
Scary and unknown
Painful and blissful
Peaceful and divine
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And then you're gone
And the days are no longer filled with color
The streets returned to the same noisy chaos
The sidewalks have lost their grace
and the gardens were taken by the sand and begun to die
At least for me
The nights are darker
The moon lost its charm
There is a feeling in the air, a sweet melancholy
that dims the lights of the stars,
fills every space, and drains your will
At least mine
Life is momentarily off track
and the steps are more steep
Thoughts become a two-edged knife,
buried deep, causing more damage than it should
and hope flees to an unreachable place
At least for now
The sky is always gray
Clouds no longer make sense
and the only rain welcome is within you
to maybe wash the blues away
But not even the strongest of storms can
At least not this heart
And then you have gone
to shine elsewhere
but left behind a sublime trail
and despite the pain, there is a beacon within me
moved by the memories of our travelled horizon
and At least these will never fade away.
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Joseph Santiago Poem
Is impossible not to think about you
or hear the roar of the waves
To smile when you say words in strange languages
or admire the tremble lights so far
To be hypnotized by your presence
or fear the black deep sky
Is Impossiple not to imagine the taste of your lips
or welcome the breeze from the shore
To get lost in the deep of your eyes
or dream a dream of love
To envy the wind when he touch your hair
or marvel at the sun reflected in your smile
Is Impossible ...
Be with you, and not get lost
Walk beside you, and want to stop
Understand your mind, and not wonder
Crave for your heart, and not fight
or just met you, and be the same again
Impossible.
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Joseph Santiago Poem
Venus
I Walk without realizing what is happening around me
And yet, I feel your presence
I look at the orange sky and find you
As if watching me, you follow me everywhere
I feel like a ghost floating around
Imperceptible to the senses, incapable to change what is to come
You are the evening Star that lights my existence and fills my soul with hope
Why don't I understand what is happening in the heart of the world?
I close my eyes for a moment and try to imagine another place
imagining myself gliding through your volcanic plains,
climbing Sif Mons with my unshaken will
and dipping into your rivers of lava
And I whisper to you
Oh Evening Star Goddess of the sulfuric clouds
Ishtar of the east, war and love
Why do I feel apart from this world?
Feels like a dream of joy and sorrow
And in this dream I always know what to say or what to feel
But you do not let me lose myself in these dreams
Which only increases my longing for you my Aphrodite
I know that there is a sense in all that escapes my understanding.
My Evening Star, brightest of all
of illusory ashen light that carries my thoughts to the heights
Wake me
And take me back to where I belong
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