Best Vida Poems
Die Scherben des Lebens lassen sich nicht kitten. (German)
The shards of the life cannot be cemented. (English)
Los fragmentos de la vida no se puede enmasillar. (Spanish)
Les éclats de vie ne peu pas être à nouveau ensemble. (French)
I frammenti di vita non può essere di nuovo insieme . (Italian)
Die skerwe van die lewe kan nie weer saam wees. (Afrikaans)
Ang mga tipak ng buhay ay hindi maaaring simentuhin. (Tagalog)
Cioburile vietii nu pot fi cimentat. (Romanian)
I don't want to be sad, it's like mourning,
I usually die 60 times a minute,
Always heartbroken,
Time withers in my soul this flower of mourning.
And I don't want to be sad, I know the mud,
Before I die I want to dance my last tango,
I am a poet who lives from her verses curse I was born sick ,I have been so long ago that I write that I do not remember,I live in summer my soul lives in winter, my ego in the fire of my notebook.
I've already learned not to torture myself for being different,There is still ink left in this pen with which you wrote Makes My Soul Suffer, And I still haven't learned the paths of the labyrinth of my heart I've wasted my time, I've forgotten the crying,
I've felt the wind taking my life
I've cured the pain, I've flown slowly,
I've cried so much that I'm alone.
The virgin's cloak was prayed
I have prayed that I will forgive my sins,
I don't pray to God but I've kissed my rosary,
I already touched the bottom, that run is over,
You're welcome when my heart sends me,
It beats under the heart that lays down the memories and Feelings I don't know where to start over because I don't have time All those good times that won't come back And another shot of tequila for the tears of blood that I'm crying for my bad choices for the people I miss and my soul hurts not being able to look at them If I went blind was to never see you again,
I'm more afraid of life than death,
There's a fine thread between loving you and thinking to you,I don't remember the trick I learned to forget you.
And I've already lost heaven and won hell
I still have time to write my last letter I can't say goodbye ...I have lost the fear and I have gained more than a kilo so sweet that I need to continue living ,I live the life aimlessly, but quiet My verses travel the world.
Oh, the memories of school days from the past,
Those high school days I will never forget;
Happy to recall those gym dances, oh what a blast !
All of us girls loved those dances with no regrets,
Crowding into the restrooms to fix hair and makeup;
Those high school days- I will never forget !
Oh, for days, new dance steps we would dream up,
Then the day arrives and girls and boys fill the gym;
Crowding- in the restrooms fixing hair and makeup !
Boys on one side, girls on the other, then I saw HIM,
Madonna was doing the Vogue and we did not move;
Then the day arrives- and girls and boys fill the gym !
I was ready to show off my attire and my groove,
Then, it happened, Jennifer was singing, Lets Get Loud,
Madonna was doing the Vogue- and we did not move !
Then, I was Livin La Vida Loca, I was on a cloud,
Oh, the memories of school days- from the past;
Then it happened Jennifer was singing, Lets Get Loud,
Happy to recall those gyms dances, oh what a blast !
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February 4, 2016
Poetry/Terzanelle/Livin La Vida Loca
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A Vida Loca
Why do people live a vida loca? Maybe they didn't
have a good guidance, or maybe they just picked
the wrong kind of friends.
It could be that they think - they got it all together
and to them nothing else matters. They forget their
famlies and everything - for a vida loca is their only
dream.
A vida loca, you can find anywhere. Don't fall in that
trap, or you may never get out of there. A lot of kids
live la vida loca. They think of that life as peaches
and cream.
In a vida loca you can find everything - from sex to drugs
and pleasures to fulfill your fantasy dreams, but that's all
they are - fantasy dreams.
Wake up, wake up, before it's too late. come back to reality
or your fantasy dreams will become a nightmare of broken
dreams...
10/25/2013
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
La Muerte y La Vida
Muerte: Cesación de la vida. Destrucción, aniquilación
Vida: Existencia, estado de actualidad y funcionamiento de un ser orgánico
*****,
Oscuro,
Soledad,
Tristeza.
LA MUERTE.
Felicidad,
Alegría,
Brillante,
Amor.
LA VIDA
Por: Nena Enriquez
bread makes life interesting
more interesting than the evil thoughts
as interesting as the wine and the trees
and the dusty shades of the sunset
brasserie, sweet shops, smell of the baked wheat
a cool breeze over the alps, smell of freshly baked thoughts
over a hot cup of tea
this is what a dear life should be
in the moment, right now
over a loaf of bread,
any way you want, any way you like
pão torna a vida interessante
mais interessante do que os maus pensamentos
tão interessante quanto o vinho e as árvores
e os tons empoeirados do pôr do sol
brasserie, lojas de doces, cheiro do trigo cozido
uma brisa fresca sobre os alpes, cheiro de pensamentos fresquinhos
mais de uma xícara de chá quente
isso é o que a vida deve ser caro
no momento, agora
sobre um pedaço de pão,
do jeito que quiser, como quiser
Diablo, we trust those for when we fall on knees to pray and let them take us, so much
apetite for thos we have confided, sober the wind we have breath on, take it all if you want,
but not the time i had with her, i know i broke the rules, i fell in love with an angel, i just cant
let her go if shes the one who covers my eyes, i sat to make a road with my feelings, mixed
with love and hate towards the heaven, i never tought an angel was gonna be the one i
would die for, Diablo, i am the devil who killed the skies, once i let the smoke breath air,
nothing will stop me, i know she wants this to end in dishonored glory, my prize was love,
my hate was vanquished, i wonder if my lord will punish me for falling for her beaty, i just
wish once more i would get the kiss of edens end and fall to pitt with the one i love, she
fights hard to let this lingering soul be calm and relaxed, now is falling apart, i wonder if is
going to last for one more day, one more week, i want this eternity, it should fall recklessly
on dishonor and discourage, easy to find and hard to kep, it slipts like if it was soiled pupet, i
cant hold her, i cant have her, i wont ever understand this times why so lost, i cant see or
find myself inside my head, i just wish one more time for it to get rebuilt and stop this
careless acts of sarcastic sympathy, please god, let my love grow and have the angel i have
fallen for, my Diablo, my souless chest, is just fullfilling with love and passions, how can this
happend, my hate is gone, my vengative feelings are dead now, how can an angel kill my
Diabolous feelings and exchange them in heavenly ones?
Se nos va la vida...
Amando a quien no nos ama,
buscando a quien no nos busca,
rechazando a quien nos valora,
excusando a quien nos miente,
soñando con quien nos traiciona,
llorando por quien nos roba la sonrisa...
Se nos va la vida.......
Sufriendo por aquel que sin pensarlo
dos veces felizmente caminaria sobre tus cenizas.
Vida que se cria todos os dias
Você sabe;
Entretanto,
Não custa lembrar:
A vida é para começar sempre
e então chegar
E chegar para poder começar.
E crescer, e saber, e ser, e haver
E perder, e sofrer, e ter alegria
De ser e começar, e se sentir vivo!
A vida é
Para ser criada,
gerar-se,
transformar
sonhos em realidade.
Não custa lembrar: a vida é
Para criar a realidade em amor;
nascer
Respirar, e chorar,
e
adormecer
E se nutrir para poder chorar.
A vida é esquecer tudo ao vir um novo começo
E viver essa vista até morrer
E ir falar com o verbo no infinito...
Decisão por encantamento
Foi um momento
em que ouvi
que escutei:
usei
encantei...
É fato:
Tudo isto é nada,
Mas numa estrada
Como é a vida
Há muita coisa
Incompreendida...
Foi assim,
É assim;
Num movimento
Mais de cansaço
Que pensamento,
A mão nos diz
AH:
Uma imprecisa
Coisa infeliz.
Dit was 'n oomblik
Ek het gehoor
Ek hoor:
gebruik
betower ...
Dit is 'n feit:
Dit alles is niks,
Maar 'n pad
Hoe is die lewe
Daar is 'n baie
Misverstaan ...
so,
so,
'n beweging
Meer moeg
Dat denke,
Hand vertel ons
AH: 'n onakkurate ongelukkige ding.
Vida
Pense sempre:
a vida é
um presente
precioso e
cada dia
é para
ser abraçado
em cada
momento:
valorize cada
lembrança e
nunca desista
de seus sonhos
e, com o
que tens
faça sempre
mais e mais.
O que o consumidor quer
A economia da experiência comprova:
Fazer negócios
é um ato de amor.
Antes, a questão era descobrir se
o consumidor precisava consumir.
Agora, ao contrário,
é saber qual experiência
o consumidor quer viver.
Êxito no trabalho
Não é a argumentação,
mas o saber argumentar,
que é o segredo do êxito no trabalho.
E saber trabalhar quer dizer:
não fazer um esforço inútil,
persistir no esforço até ao fim,
e saber reconstruir uma argumentação
quando se verificou que ela era,
ou se tornou errada.
Linha da vida
A vida,
Ou os negócios
que parece uma linha reta, não o é.
Construímos a nossa vida
Ou os negócios
alguns poucos por cento,
o resto é feito pelas outras pessoas.
Seja qual for a percentagem,
Cinco, dez ou mais e menos
será sempre
o resultado da sinceridade
e da autenticidade
consigo mesma.
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At the Edge of my Tears
I could weave monuments with words
(But why shall I say much NOW?)
The Hindu child within my soul
Adored weaving flower-circles of honor
(And I wove many for thee, Friend)
Jim, I know my ancestors will surrender all
Their bouquets, their marigolds, proteas - though we -
You and I, are forever in Jesus' lineage, NOW
Quero viver a vida
That my father gave
To me
I will not
Waste my life
Sleeping in
During the morning
Because if I do that
I won't sleep
At night
So I must stay wake
During the day
It is hard to stay awake
During the day
Because today I am very tired
And I can't hard keep my eyes open
It must be weather
That is making me so tire
Yes the sky is grey
And the horrible winter is back
I can't stand that at all
I must say it is hard for me
To cope with the winter
It is going to be a long winter
And I am not crazy about the Winter
The snow will come
In January
I live in my nursing home
Thanks God I don't have to shovel the snow
Sexta da Vida
Na sexta
de maio,
esperança
e crescimento,
a vida enlaça,
é a sexta
da vida;
sexta da
ousadia e
trabalho,
união e força,
empatia e coragem,
com sabedoria
a alma laça
Iniciativa e talento,
para fazer sempre
com pouco
mais e ma