Aunque el deber
te dicte hoy
otro camino.
Y al estar solo
busques el refugió
de un nuevo nido.
Prometeme
qué aún volverás,
tesoro mío.
Confirma tu regreso,
con ese
apasionado beso.
Y como velero fiel,
lucharás contra
marea y viento,
para anclar nuevamente
en tú amado puerto.
Tú por mi, regresarás.
Cobijame
con las llamas
de pasión intensa
que guardas
en tu pecho.
Para que mi llanto seque
y así pueda escuchar
la oscura y
triste novedad.
Brindemos
por el adiós,
que no sea eterno.
Con vino rojo y dulce,
del bueno.
Aunque cada buche
traiga hoy amargura,
al recibir la triste
y agria realidad.
Regalame
ese valor intenso
qué otorga tu mirada.
Porque
solo tú imagen
puede alimentar
mis sueños.
Así podré sentir
algo de felicidad.
Consuelame,
con la esperanza
de tú voz, que anclada
frente a Dios,
promete tu regreso.
Porqué aunque
despedazado
hoy queda él corazón,
siempre te esperará.
Categories:
imagen, devotion, farewell, heartbroken, miss
Form: Free verse
I can smell
the scent of my youth
the breeze of summer
only me and you
draging my wonky past
and my twisted truths
I didn't know back then
how little I knew....
Today I wake up
no much have changed
I'm still insecure
and I respond to my name,
the imagen in the mirror
gives my wrinkles a frame
nothing is that different
but nothing is the same...
It is hard for me to believe
that I was alone all this time
wandering like a ghost
on the streets of my life
not knowing if I existed
or if I was a walking lie
who was dreaming the dream
of being alive.
Jessica
Categories:
imagen, imagination,
Form: Rhyme
Dios tiene justo Bésame-
Dios tiene justo;
Bésame;
Ha soplado la esencia de Su vida dentro de mí;
Me hizo el amor;
Me sacó de la suciedad, la mugre y la arcilla;
Me ha puesto un poco por encima de los ángeles;
Nacimiento espiritual en mí a su imagen;
Él me hizo
Estoy a solo un respiro de la muerte;
Gracias Jesús
Dios me ha besado
3/9/21
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. © 2021
Categories:
imagen, analogy, appreciation, creation, devotion,
Form: Free verse
Mi destino fue el quererte,
Ay! que desdicha la mia'
Amandote como te amaba'
Queriendote, porque tu me querias.
Te supe amar con ternura'
Y te ame, con loca pasion'
Siempre te tengo en mi mente,
Aunque me abandones sin razon.
Por cada latido de mi corazon,
Dia a dia, pienso en ti,
Tu imagen en mi mente quedo,
Grabado en lo mas profundo de mi ser.
Tu mirada me hacen, promesas de amor'
Cautivante sonrisa, mi perfumada flor,
Que labios sensuales' divina mujer'
Quisiera besarlos, de noche y de dia,
Me muero mi amor, de melancolia.
No se como lo haces,
Te brindo mi amor,
Mi cuerpo te anhela'
Me hace falta tu calor.
Que dicha la mia'
Te quiero mi vida,
Seras mi amor verdadero,
Y mi consentida.
Desde el momento en que te conoci'
Toda mi vida cambio'
Las estrellas ya no brillan,
Si no estas tu.
Siempre te quise y te querre,
Eres todo en mi vida,
Mi bendita mujer, eres mi preferida,
Dame tu vida, y tu querer.
Categories:
imagen, absence, age, angel, anniversary,
Form: Free verse
Tu Requerdo
Tus ojos se me clavan en mi mente,
y tu requerdo no lo puedo olvidar.
Porque te atravesaste en mi camino?
Porque no te seguiste? Porque me
conociste?
Veniste a mi y me enamoraste, y luego
me dejaste. Aveses pienso que fue un sueno,
que nunca me quisiste, porque nunca exististe.
Aun tu requerdo lo llevo aqui en mi mente y
muy dentro de mi corazon. Tu imagen la llevo
en mi mente bien grabada, que por mas que
trato, no la puedo borrar....
Your Memory
Your eyes are stuck in my mind and your memory,
I can't forget.
Why did you have to cross my path? Why didn't you
just keep on walking? Why did you have to meet me?
You came to my life and seduced me and then you left
me. Sometimes I think - it was only a dream, that you
never really loved me, because you never really existed.
Your memory I will take with me, in my mind and very
deep in my heart. Your image has been engraved very
deep in my mind, that as much as I tried - it can not be
erased...
06/13/2014
By Lucilla M. Carrillo
Categories:
imagen, first love,
Form: Free verse
it screams at me
demanding my attention
filling me up
with raw emotion
it flashes and dances
before my eyes
not whispering but yelling
i can hear it's crys
look at me it screams
all flashing and bright
like a lone little star
shining at twilight
it captures your gaze
and you can't look away
it whispers to you
making you stay
it sounds of anger
and deep dark passion
taunting you with things
you could not even imagen
red is a bold colour
that screams your name
it makes anger and love
one and the same
Categories:
imagen, color, red,
Form: Lyric
You were bright and beautiful from the moment i found out i was carring you. A beautiful angel in disguide. Not only were you my child, but a part of me my own flesh and blood, my angel sent from above. Even tho i never met you, you were mine and i loved you. I could only imagen what you would look like, and all i knew you were perfect in everyway. Then your destiney came and your fate was sealed. I couldnt stop it, I couldnt make it go away, you were taken from me and my heart stopped. I loved you from the begining and I'll love you till the day i draw my last breath, your my angel from above taken from me to soon.
Categories:
imagen, childhood, death, depression, father,
Form: Bio
sympathic, sadistic,
and a social outcast,
rabid, blood thirsty,
with a lack of passion
this is the type of man
who drove this
inspiration
my hateful
dedication
For with the eyes of death
and the heart of war
you killed my philosophy
"let innocents be worth more."
Father you are dead to me
more than my mind knows
your body may live
but your bloody past shows
for you stole
the only thing I had
my soul, you might as well
have killed me,
let me burn in hell
For my body
lies unclean
thanks to your
nasty hands
your heartless voice
giving your own daughter
such commands
for years people asked me
when I spoke of you
why did he do
hit you
No, father I'd go back in time
I'd gladly let you kill me
abuse me, brake me and use me
but instead you stole the thing
that makes a child just that
you stole my innocents
with no way to get it back
You say you did NOTHING
that it NEVER happened
but when I look at you
your eyes are always laughing
at the little girl you broke down
and might as well slaughter
but to imagen
IT was ME,
your own daughter
Categories:
imagen, fatherme,
Form: Rhyme
I lay awake thinking of you,
At 3 A.M, I love you.
From the day we met till this very day,
I'm still so crazy about you babe.
My mind goes through the memories we have,
But then the to the ones we could have had.
I wish I was there to kiss you goodnight,
And I wish you were mine for all my life.
I never could imagen losing you,
Because without you I would lose myself.
You're all I really think about,
And you're the only one I talk about.
But knowing I have a place in you're heart,
Makes the feelings flutter to my heart.
Because you own this very heart,
Never let it go into the dark.
But this poem was written to you babe,
At 3 A.M.,
I love you.
-Eddie Cox
Categories:
imagen, lost lovelove,
Form: I do not know?
Aus grauem Nebel
Impressionistische Bilder
Der herbstliche Märchenwald
Dichter Nebel am Morgen
Birgt traurige Einsamkeit
---------------------------------
Out of gray fog
Impressionistic pictures
Autumnal fairy tale forest
Dense fog in the morning
Shelters only sad loneliness
---------------------------------
Desde niebla gris
Cuadros impresionistas
Bosque de cuentos otoñales
Densa niebla por la mañana
Salva sólo triste soledad
Categories:
imagen, seasons
Form: Tanka
Al completar trece, decidi lo mejor seria no crecer. No sere el primero en morir
como martir pues la pobreza tal vez me convenza que el aire ya no es gratis.
Mi casa no esta hecha de una caja fuerte ni tampoco se encuentra debajo de un
puente.
De pelo *****, tez café, feo, estatura baja, no enano, sin almohada.
¿Mi valia? 30 piezas de plata.
¿A quien sere vendido despues?
A veces frustrado en confusion sin salida con remedio al silencio.
Me pelizco el pellejo porque no quiero estar aqui en carne y hueso.
De payaso, con risa por fuera y susurros de lamento por dentro.
La recuerdo solo en imagen. Atento al sonido de su nombre. Al olor de su
perfume.
La busco y no la encuentro.
Esperando oir una buena excusa, mi fotografia se encuentra detras del carton
de leche.
¿Que te parece? ¿A quien sere vendido despues?
Categories:
imagen, childhood, hope, loss, mother,
Form: I do not know?