Wednesday, March 31, 2010

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Absence

I have scarcely left you
When you go in me, crystalline,
Or trembling,
Or uneasy, wounded by me
Or overwhelmed with love, as
when your eyes
Close upon the gift of life
That without cease I give you.

My love,
We have found each other
Thirsty and we have
Drunk up all the water and the
Blood,
We found each other
Hungry
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us.

But wait for me,
Keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
A rose.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

A Song of Despair

The memory of you emerges from the night around me.
The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea.

Deserted like the dwarves at dawn.
It is the hour of departure, oh deserted one!

Cold flower heads are raining over my heart.
Oh pit of debris, fierce cave of the shipwrecked.

In you the wars and the flights accumulated.
From you the wings of the song birds rose.

You swallowed everything, like distance.
Like the sea, like time. In you everything sank!

It was the happy hour of assault and the kiss.
The hour of the spell that blazed like a lighthouse.

Pilot's dread, fury of blind driver,
turbulent drunkenness of love, in you everything sank!

In the childhood of mist my soul, winged and wounded.
Lost discoverer, in you everything sank!

You girdled sorrow, you clung to desire,
sadness stunned you, in you everything sank!

I made the wall of shadow draw back,
beyond desire and act, I walked on.

Oh flesh, my own flesh, woman whom I loved and lost,
I summon you in the moist hour, I raise my song to you.

Like a jar you housed infinite tenderness.
and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.

There was the black solitude of the islands,
and there, woman of love, your arms took me in.

There was thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit.
There were grief and ruins, and you were the miracle.

Ah woman, I do not know how you could contain me
in the earth of your soul, in the cross of your arms!

How terrible and brief my desire was to you!
How difficult and drunken, how tensed and avid.

Cemetery of kisses, there is still fire in your tombs,
still the fruited boughs burn, pecked at by birds.

Oh the bitten mouth, oh the kissed limbs,
oh the hungering teeth, oh the entwined bodies.

Oh the mad coupling of hope and force
in which we merged and despaired.

And the tenderness, light as water and as flour.
And the word scarcely begun on the lips.

This was my destiny and in it was my voyage of my longing,
and in it my longing fell, in you everything sank!

Oh pit of debris, everything fell into you,
what sorrow did you not express, in what sorrow are you not drowned!

From billow to billow you still called and sang.
Standing like a sailor in the prow of a vessel.

You still flowered in songs, you still brike the currents.
Oh pit of debris, open and bitter well.

Pale blind diver, luckless slinger,
lost discoverer, in you everything sank!

It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour
which the night fastens to all the timetables.

The rustling belt of the sea girdles the shore.
Cold stars heave up, black birds migrate.

Deserted like the wharves at dawn.
Only tremulous shadow twists in my hands.

Oh farther than everything. Oh farther than everything.

It is the hour of departure. Oh abandoned one!

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Convincing a Friend

In the end the choice will be yours
Whether to keep on fighting for what you want
Or to slip away into oblivion

As you find yourself at this crossroad in your life
You will look to your left and see darkness
Darkness so consuming that your very soul will be lost to it

Then you will look to your right
And see the road continuing on
You will see it winding, twisting and turning
Until it is lost in the distance
But the road will go on

Finally you will look back
And see your foot prints in the sand
Understanding that each of them stand as a testament to the courage and perseverance you have shown thus far

But if you look closer you will see
Your foot prints are not alone
They are just one pair in the hundreds that are next to them
Hundreds standing for parallel lives that you yourself have touched
And made a difference in
Know that all of those foot prints stand for people who love you
And are with you every step of the way
Only just a glace behind

Monday, March 8, 2010

Behind Every Smile, There A Frown

Make-up, a mask, nor a smile can cover the truth, which expresses the fact that you have been stabbed in your back.
No clothes, no shades, no wall that you put up can cover up the fact that your heart is not in tact; Even if you tried to staple it back-
You still have to face the fact!

Behind every smile, there's a frown trying to create an illusion, or confusion of abusion-As if thats a word; But you see you can create anything in this world.
Whats hidden in the dark must come to light, so why lie? why live that life? so many live the same life of a miserable past; Heart feel as if its choking off gas-
Suffocating

Suffocating from the truth, that you gave your all and someone even multiple hurt you in return.you had a feeling of love, but its never to return-
your heart use to sing a song; With no tone, now it just hums....

No clown has the proper colors to fill in your rainbow lines, Next in line for never ending hurt; Wishing you can bury old bones way beneath dirt.
Truth never hidden once looked upon in a mirror, no water can make your dirty face seem clearly new-
Take off the custom leave it in a room, Strike a match and watch as the flames eat away at the pain-
Wipe that frown away and wear your smile everyday!

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Death Follows Those That Do Not Play Fair

How do you sleep at night?
Do you know that I sit here in pain
My tears flow for you
My heart breaks
My pains throb
I sit here and wonder if you ever think about me
About how I feel and how I am
But i dont care if you do or if you don't
My head hangs low in shame
Life throws curve balls at my life and I cant make contact
I grasp the light but hid from it simultaneously
Stare wide eyed at the disbelief of how high you soar above me
My failures hold you up and your successions hold me down
I guess no matter what I do I can't win
So I guess I should just give and except the fact that I am only here to hold you up
But not no more
You gotta hold another down cause I've broken free of your grasp
Your bond still stays but your leash is ripped
Your ability to tie me down has vanished
My faith has broken free and pulled my body out and my soul reaches for the sky
It grabs and holds on and pulls me up and doesn't let go
It believes in me it helps me through rough times
I stand here before you to say
Thanks for the misinterpretation
You hold me down for your fun and now im free
And I'll break the knees of those who plea
After pulling me down for my mercy
Hell burns bright for those who fight
Against the path of death and the doves flight
No-matter what they do they cannot change how or when or where they die
Yet when they find out that soon they will parish like the people they stood on to get to their current place
They fidget and scream
Kick and punch
Bribe and whine
All so they don't die
Yet no matter their efforts
No matter the times
Aeath will come and will take your life as is meant
And no-one can stand infront for you to take the force of that event

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Dear His Name I Can't Remember

Dear his name that i cant remember.
I met you in late december.
your name I choke on everytime.
getting caught saying your mine.
Is it to late to go to the past.
Time was short it moved to fast.
I remember your lips on mine.
How we had the greatest time.
I remember your arms holding me tight.
promising me a life that is right.
And now here I am searching your name.
Searching for something that could be the same.
but it hurts to much to say it aloud.
Staring into a face in the clouds.
Hoping you remember me.
Hoping for something that couldnt be.
Dear his name i cant remember.
I met you late in december.
I should of known it from the start.
'cause your the jerk who broke my heart.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

What's Done Is Done

i used to be alive i’m so pathetic
but now i get it
what’s done is done
i know you just leave it alone
and don’t regret it
but sometimes some things
turn into dumb things
and that’s when you put your foot down

depending on you is done
giving to you is done
no more reaching no eating no sleeping no living
it’s all just more giving and forgiving to you and i’m done
the hiding from you is done
the lying on you is done
why did i have to meet somebody like you?
why did you have to hurt somebody like me?
how could you do somebody like that
i hope you know that i’m never coming back
but why??

Monday, March 1, 2010

The Man Who Walk With Sorrow

There was a man who walked with Sorrow
As though Sorrow were his love,
And he seemed to court her gently;
He was very well-behaved.
So, Sorrow came to live with him

Sorrow so deep I could not sleep
Thinking this must all end tomorrow
If your looking for another that understands your sorrow
Drop him A line and he will fallow
In the twilight of his youth;
In the evenings she would hold him
Till he could not breathe.

'Sorrow, Sorrow, ' said he,
'This love is worst than life.'
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against. Picket signs for my wicked rhymes look at the times, sick is the mind of the mothafuckin kid that's behind. I just wonder if she even kissed me goodbye, no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin wished she would die. I look at Alin and I couldn't picture leavin her side. Even if I hated you, I grit my teeth and I'd try to make it work with her at least for Alin's sake.I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human I'm man enough to face them today. What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb and Alin's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful. But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral. See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong. Bitch, do ya song keep tellin yourself that you was a mothafucka mom. But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get? You fuckin selfish bitch,I hope you fuckin burn in hell for this shit. Remember when Abu died and you said you wished it was me? Well, guess what, I am dead. Dead to you as can be. Bitch where are you when I the most need your help? and now you came back show mothafukca face off! pissed off bitch, you are so pathetic i'm shame on you.