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Past Is Not Dead Yet

Loyalty with no meaning
Hate with no winning
All there is for tomorrow
That we lost today
Food on the table of contents
Contents of doing nothing
Those times that we past trough
The night the house burned down
I remember the feelings of cold
Even if blaze was around me
You and I look straight to the eyes
I must say
"Im sorry sweetheart i did this"
While i kept walking away
I look back and all i see is flames there
A house with friends and love
All to ashes for one purpose
While i look in the window
Your empty eyes stare at distance
Im sorry all i could say
And then i gave my job done
The contract is sealed
My soul was bound to earth
So in one boy i live on
With his medium senses i accompany him
Until the morning i saw you there
Standing in front of me
Almost 7 centuries away from what is did
Im sorry darling
Im sorry
But now your my prey until we die again.

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2011



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Space

No air now
Little I can touch
But is like hands dragging me by force away
I can see the truth now
Such a big white world we have in a darkened room
I feel in a blissful dream
As I hear no sounds and feel no pain
As much as I try to keep my eyes open
My oxygen is out
A walk in the moon for one last time
And here I fly
May it be a dream come true or just one to never speak about
I wish everyone else could be here with me
Now I want to sleep for a time
And let the stars take me to where I belong

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2013

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Ante La Presencia

Nunca antes le daras cavida
Entre manos el oro se hace sal y agua
Mientras una luna de bendiciones
Amanece el ser de maldicion
Quemando los poros de nuestras virtudes
Sera el final en llamas?
Que sera de nuestra proxima generacion de ereditarios
Ante una presencia que restricciones y modelos de destruccion
No es mi forma de ver la agonizacion de mis hermanos
Solo e visto la sangre que derramamos
Ante una bandera como cualquier otra
He visto de muerte a triunfos
No represento ante el mundo
Pero e sabido dar cara al futuro
Con enfermedades y pesadillas
Con orgullo y descaque
No es mi ser el que camina ante la arrogancia ofrecida
Pero aun e dado mis manos al futuro
No es destino el que dejo mis alma
De ser un dios ante un mundo
Menos se de que es vivir con fortuna
Desde joven conozco trabajo, sudor y agonia
Amor muerto ante la duda
Como enterrado ante el destino
Quien sere en un futuro?
Muchas cosas quedan en mi por descubrir
Le pederia a mi propia bandera
Represantame sin sangre y hazme orgulloso
Pero en la ironia que yo debo hacer mi bandera radiante
Quebranto mi deseo ante la duda de poder moverme
No es orgullo en muchos casos
Menos tentacion al fracaso
Tal vez solo pierdo poco de mi ser
Ante mi caida en el pasado
Sin ojos puedo dar de comer
Sin manos doy de mi ser
Sin dios quebranto mi ser
Ante el futuro
Que solo tu y yo tenemos en manos.

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2013

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"grey Sky's"

Rain, so cold, ribbons fall from the sky, pure white, the moment they touch the ground,
filth swallows them, just like fearing the reaper, grey sky never was so sad, so heavy the
air, so lost we feel, home alone, with a family by the side, to the mind of the sober, the
sun is hidden for today, resting behind the dark cloud's, hoping to see the stars shine
bright, the moon smile at the earth, the wind brushing the hair of the love one's, the day
look's away from us, god is not blessing the wounded anymore, while I salt my open scar's,
the rain flows thought my body, making a perfect shower of sorrow, I don’t feel my skin
anymore, I don’t have a face yet, again I lost my soul companion, but she is here by my
side, what does this feeling mean's, am I alive or dead? Am I really here for a purpose?
Or just to block the mind of the lost? The answer to my questions is beyond the lines of
death, do I have to cross it now? My ears hurt, bleeding the scar's rest, before I died it
was alright, but im still alive, numb, I feel is gone, already? The devil is mad at me,
but what did I did so wrong to deserve this feeling, like there's nothing real there, I
can touch it, but I can't feel it, I see it, but don't smell it, like water besides the
fire, drying the air away from the trees, third in line, six in line, eight in line, I am
uninvited to the end, seven bullet's, seven mourns, fire spreads the forest I rest my
head, eyes watered once more, dead or alive? Seize the door, silence for the suicide, why
do I feel this? The moment I died it was alright, but again I know im alive, I keep
talking like a dead, but I still roam the streets with potential outside and hopeless
inside, never I thought the sky would be so sad, because of me, the night I now will love
my existence, but why did the day hide's from me, all I know, all I care for, all I did,
was trying to make you proud, now the day said goodbye to me, only at the darkness of the
night, you hear my whispering voice, nevertheless you still live the life you took from me.

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2010

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"fearing the End With Broken Trusts"

I have died to see my life grow from this dark holes of endless torture, nothing is here to 
stay, I do not want the nights to fall upon dead eyes, sober the ecstasy the devil put on your lips, behold the end with embraced cold, this night will kill us all, fear the dead for been the ones to judge tonight, the clouds walk straight to grave, the moon shines bright in red, the sun dances under endless fire, we the child's have failed to acknowledge wrong, we have fought the war by ourselves, we don't feel the sun warm our face at morning shine by our behaviors, we don’t die for free, either vane, fear this hell to rise upon your shoulders, I fear the end with shattered dreams of desperation, cant scream either punch, walls are too strong, sweat blinds my eyes, sweat cleans my filthy soul, take down the moon tonight dear, I shall pay you with my blood, devils stealing souls, we cant sleep to lose it all, loosing my eyes to see beyond the horizon burning, the smoke makes the day die fast, I don’t want to live if all I feel is pain, either do many, my name is not of importance, but the feeling is the one to make the night, dancing upon the chest of the earth, tonight we shine with the moon dressed in red, tomorrow we rule the sky, for yesterday we ruled the grounds, underworlds are dying to see me arrive, I am welcome to this dinner, deals are broken tonight, we have sold what we don’t have to give the better plan, oh green threes, they still live inside a cruel dead state end, bring me the horizon, bring me the hells, that I know this will decay, that I know this will perish, oh my heart will stop the night of the red dance... Prayers are heard yester night, the song is loud, making the clouds tremble and dance, darken eyes, you see the sky full of darken eyes, you lay at night to line the clouds and you make pitiful devils out of the big galaxy above you, this is not the end, I am the man who writes down your prayers, who writes down each tear numbered by deceitful plague, bring my eyes to see the skies, please break me free from this night, from this cell, cold and chained, far away, we keep on trying, breaking the trust of our friends, no one will save us now, is not now, I don't need the time, I am dead to you and I refuse to be your slave, engrave my eyes in this decayed kingdom of fallen messiah’s, please give me time to fear your wrath, please give me the signs of victory, I want and need to know how much you feel for me, I feed you with my blood, now repay

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2010



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"blood In Vain Falls Heavy"

Nothing hurts me now, been the one to fall, painless, no feelings for my friends, not caring for the family
I once died for, another mind, another perspective, nothing holding me back, my time wasted building a life, 
now is gone, breaking every promise i now hate this, gone by for blood, searching for the horizon, theres 
nothing to look inside my chest, you wont even find the minimum, my soul, in vain i fought, i didnt wanted 
money either the world, just respect, my tribute offered for faithless, i dont have eyes for this anymore, get 
up and leave this room, dont talk to me with pity on your broken tone, i dont care if you offer me your soul or 
your slavery, leave, i dont need you here, dont look my way anymore, dont even ask about me again, i hang 
my feelings nights ago, i suffocated my heart with good memories days ago, i forgot the man i was, become a 
cold and reckless one, my cold instinct blinds the wind you breath, heavy fall to my dark little world, far gone 
from this land, far gone for this place, out of your side and out of your mind, your now left alone in this life 
with no one to cry too or to talk too, long rest the man i was, he is dead, gone, dont mourn for him, dont 
write about him and dont talk about him, is over for You and your pityful little game.

Long rest the feelings tonight!

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2010

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"you Lied To Me"

Liar, run, run
Falling, burn, burn
Discomfort, i did't told you to live
Spit on my face, i want you dead
Reduce to ashes, you better blow it all away
Chained down to hell, set me free
Gone to sleep, just shoot in my head
Pull the trigger, pull the trigger
You coward
You've gone too far
Bless me god, i can take you down now
Hate me forever, eternity will not save you
Liar, i want you dead
Hater, your gonna hate me more
Lying to me, better spit on my face
Candles, are place in line for your welcome

So long i waited
So far has gone
I know i made the mistake to let you live one more night
Still i breath
Not long before dead
Wait one more
One more night of survival

Long distant screams
Can you hear it?
Is you child's mercy
I don't care how much i do
Is my last line
I will slice my blade on him
Blood splatters the wall
The wall my name is placed on
Mercy for dead i may not ever have
Eyes of god have seen worst these days
Don't tell me im dead
I fell more alive killing your creation
Jail's broke loose
I can see you suffer deep inside
This streets will never tell how to survive
You exposed the child to my hands
Run, run away
No were to hide anyways

So long i waited
So far has gone
I know i made the mistake to let you live one more night
Still i breath
Not long before dead
Wait one more
One more night of survival

I can feel your hate
To me and will always be me
Because i took the step no one else did before
Crushing you dream's with axe and hammer
Your mind is weak
I took down your defenses
No were to hide and no were to run
Run, run
There's no were to hide
Hide, hide
There's no were to run
Twist it sideways
Still the same story
Make me cry
You wont ever see me sad

So long i waited
So far has gone
I know i made the mistake to let you live one more night
Still i breath
Not long before dead
Wait one more
One more night of survival
The more we wait
The better will be
For me indeed
I can see you smile
The day we married
The pact we made
Real forever
And dead tonight...

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2010

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"no Tomorrow For the Machines"

You keep staring cold blooded and watch us die because of your creations, if you invented this, safe us, you should know how to kill it, many new machines rising from the graves, dying in catacombs were no loud scream can be heard, asking thousands of questions and killing the answer just for fun, we run from the night catching the day and no hope crawls to us, is warm inside outside is cold but we don't take a step to understand why is it cold, mark my days with tears, drown my eyes in blood, see us kill ourself's with created machines, it hurts so bad that we have brought endless curses with artifacts of the future, now creators wish for good old times, i wonder if that's how god feels, blissless beings coming out of electric pulse, i see clearly 
now, no tomorrow for the machines...

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2010

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Not Giving In

Behind truth you can decide
Where the clay is set in 
As clouds are in circles above the world
Setting eyes upon prices missing
Manipulated society onward to destruction
No one listens but the rules and programs for our minds
Since birth we are the machines
Those who dare go against the current
Extinct they become
Names with no leads
Do we know better?
Or rather know less?
Like numbers in our heads
Changing seasons to the like of the system
This is no rebellion
Is not the exact war settled against 
Is just the fact no one puts their eyes out

As we march to the chambers
Where the sky is set clear for our eyes
But fire rains outside the tower
Like an eye set on our every movement
Isn't that the number we're given from birth?
Nothing we try
Can change the fact?
Have the world tried to go against holding hands
Side by side on the march to take the power beneath our sin's?
Haven't seen war or peace
But death and clairvoyant diseases are well settled
Is there no more man to stand their own grounds?
Where have the women's with authority fallen from?
Inside vile's the idea remains
Ashes we inhale to be programmed for control
Im not planning to change anything with the words I may place upon a paper
For I am no one
But I pity the world inside my mind
As I can see through 
But cannot lead the remains to restore

Are there any more grounds to step in?
Why do we as human must be concealed from truth?
Things we shouldn't know?
Aren't they human too?
Because a profession is well made?
I don't swallow what I don't like
Man is made to lead
Women is made to lead
Or is there any difference in the ideals of one another?
Can someone speak up for anyone in this days?
Or is it made by mute emotions?
Everyone holding up to the little they can make
As those which have the world on their hands
Few wishes to know what an emotion is
While the rest manipulate us with the green on our number
Im no anarchist 
Im not godless
I just know I have rights to speak
Because there's no place where my democracy cannot hail high
For I am free and of course I accept if they want to kill me
Is not having mercy or just destroying what is already in control
But making things right
People over the whole world make revolution
But they failed for the lack of hands raising fists 
Is it fear running deeper than blood?
Or just blood cursed by the same system?
Can someone explain a bit?
No one does
They just get born, programmed and be utilized 
Then die and decompose in time
Think through
Is it worth it?

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2013

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Accept Or Decline

Like maggots they simply crawl from the grave
Nothing seems normal or abnormal they just live on
As if the stars shine for no reason out the what once a man gave
Simple dots out in the sky appear for never known reason
They are the coexistence of our soul
Asking were and why for no optional existence
I know is something that may be too tall
But in this era what kid which knows nothing knows were to lay with presence 

I know is hard to fall
But once in the sand the snow is just a corrosive pillow of dreams
To lose yourself out in the dark
Is all a matter of a doll
Only a matter of a darkened shark

Is a reason to exist
As the same beast comes to devour the dream of your own believes
I know how thick and how much it shift
I do believe in the presence of a well known man in balance that willows 
For a time I was much lost
Yet I live hanging on the edge for god knows how much more
For a lifetime only with twenty one I wonder how I manage to be frost
Is a rare find is just a rare balance for
For the devil to take over me
But I decline because is my blood to let flow
I accept because it gives me so much more with my wonder of knee
Is a forevermore flow and a forever changing glow

God made me and I doubt that so much
God held me high and let me fall and I feel that with much rush
I declined the very existence of what humankind uses to say we exist 
I know no more what to see, hear, smell, touch or perhaps think 
But one thing is certain and I must move before the devil moves me from this room so bright
I will not fall just yet from the edge I still hold on to so dark
This is my eyes placed on some words 
This is my fall rewritten by the world so full of flaws

Copyright © Derek Ortiz | Year Posted 2014

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