
El volcán y la luna
Cayó la noche, y apareciste tras la sombra de mi última nube. Fresca, lozana, insultante…como en la primera noche de feria… Iluminaste mi cráter, presumiendo que … Continue reading El volcán y la luna
Cayó la noche, y apareciste tras la sombra de mi última nube. Fresca, lozana, insultante…como en la primera noche de feria… Iluminaste mi cráter, presumiendo que … Continue reading El volcán y la luna
Desperté sedienta en un mundo ausente… con un cuerpo entumecido de soñar a perderte… El cielo sigue gris hielo, como tu corazón inerte, frío, vacío, vacilante, … Continue reading Mi silencio y tu verdad
Enter your sea… The only place where wounds are erased,the only place to heal… Enter your sea… Where the waves return…Where the birds nest,Where life is … Continue reading Your sea
Night falls and anguish mounts… Like a horse lost in a forest of fog and tedium. Dazed, lost, hungry of a thirsty peace…confused by his fate. … Continue reading The silenced fog
Cae la noche y la angustia monta… Cuan caballo perdido en un bosque de niebla…y hastío. Aturdido, perdido, hambriento de paz sedienta…confundido ante su destino. Cobija … Continue reading La niebla silenciosa
Cuando mi boca olvide quién eres…Y mis oídos vagabundos ya no reconozcan tu voz… Cuando mis manos no recuerden tu tacto…ni tu olor, ni tu manto, … Continue reading Cuando el silencio te hable
And you are nothing … neither rain nor frost, neither snow nor ice, neither fog nor goodbye … You are nothing … neither hug, nor kiss, … Continue reading You are nothing
She shines, even if you feel off …
It shudders, even if you only feel heat …
Illuminate, even if you feel in darkness … Continue reading “The moon lives in you”
No entendieron tus lágrimas…Tampoco tu suspiro al doblar la esquina…No sintieron tus sollozos…Ni tus faltas, ni tus grimas… No supieron abrazarte , ni valorarte, ni arrancarte … Continue reading La soledad del poeta
Goodbye May…
You took my freedom,
my desire to escape,
my light and my sea,
and this bitter awakening…
My mist and darkness,
my singing and my crying,
my joy and my regret… Continue reading “Listening diary: Goodbye May”
You brought the morning breeze…
with the rain that lashes my sores…
as a prelude to a gray solstice… Continue reading “October”
This path always leads me to you…
through those narrow streets,
those full slopes,
of balconies and steep stones… Continue reading “Happiness, a decision”
Invisible cells
full of inert thoughts,
of foolish minds,
of certain hearts without soul… Continue reading “Invisible cells”
They tell him to forgive you,
to forget you and continue…
but how can it tear you away? Continue reading “Forget to continue”
We wander through wastelands…
wasteland of hate and emptiness…
confines of envy and pain… Continue reading “Saints and sinners”
And you arrived…
with your judgments and squeamishness,
with your opinions and wisdom…
haughty, to measure my wounds… Continue reading “To whom judges your way…”
What drag the waves,
that when hitting the beach and the rocks,
they are not immune to their stigmas…? Continue reading “Paths of idolatry”
Light in the midst of darkness…
Calm look…
Solemn character…
Ineffable love… Continue reading “Light in the midst of darkness”
Start over, with the new faces, the learned lies of hatched disappointments… Start over, clinging to the feeling, with a fixed look to the future… and … Continue reading Start over
Do not let them write your end, because there is no term, there is no goal, only learned roads, paths of dunes, roads with mountains, broken … Continue reading Don’t let them write your end
Que no escriban tu final, porque no hay término, no hay meta, solo caminos aprendidos, caminos de dunas, caminos con montañas, caminos quebrados, caminos bandidos, pero … Continue reading Que no escriban tu final
Today, I woke up without your kisses, without your smile, without your look… Today, I do not have any more dreams, neither sense nor escapes… I … Continue reading Broken roads
Everything is forgotten… Your smile and your crying, your hug, your welcome… Your care and your carelessness, your guide, your flight … Your creed and your … Continue reading Everything is forgotten
I left the moon on for you…
so that your girl’s dream can shine…
so that it may clothe your desires…
and cover your wounds… Continue reading “I left the moon on for you…”
This is how my oblivion arrives,
like a late spring…
like the satiety of a cold winter… Continue reading “My oblivion”
The wind passed…
and turned the page…
Chapters of full saps,
paragraphs of false stories… Continue reading “The wind passed…”
I opened the window…
to feel your breeze…
cool…wise…
like one night in May…
expected after a vain winter…
Continue reading “Vacuums”
That infamous appearance, that only hides a split life… That bitter awakening, confessed, hidden, but not forgetten… That broken pain, that you preach, but that you … Continue reading Full balconies, empty lives
Wounds that no longer cry,
that they do not cure,
that they do not improve… Continue reading “Wounds that no longer cry”
Where it does not hurt anymore… Where there is only forgetfulness and devotion… Where I do not think about you anymore, where I do not listen … Continue reading Where it does not hurt anymore
You had to load, alone, with your pouch… with your pain, and your doubts… Walking on trails, of uncertainty, of a very raw reality… You grew … Continue reading Stolen childhoods
My heart has memory, like my soul, like my story… Nobody talks about victory, neither of overcoming, nor of glory… You lived your life, full of … Continue reading My heart has memory
You do not know anything about her…
nor of her joys,
nor of her anguish…
nor of her wars… Continue reading “You don’t know anything about me”
Start from scratch, start again… New ways, new stretches, new feats, new abodes… Start complete, start swift… Dusting the espadrilles, without taking off even the hat… … Continue reading Start from scratch
Watching you every sunrise is dreamy,
like to close my eyes with your reflection…
Your caresses, your hugs,
your sweet kisses…
those that have captured to mine… Continue reading “The dream”
Maybe, we’ll lend them
the attention that they do not deserve…
Perhaps, we grant them
the love that they do not thank… Continue reading “Toxic people”
Win or vanquish,
without thinking about growing…
What a dreamer dawn! Continue reading “Win or vanquish”
Maybe they are not destinies…
but choices…
decisions that we make along the path… Continue reading “Chosen destinies”
Sometimes we choose
our adventures,
without knowing certainly
the path or direction… Continue reading “Destinies”
How can I fill this vacuum?
Which drowns me every awakening,
that oppresses my dreams…
that afflicts my longings…
like the late ship… Continue reading “Perpetual vacuum”
Those that trap us and invade… they strike us or drag us… Waves of a distant yesterday, on an abandoned beach… Sand of a lost cay, … Continue reading Distant sadness
The snow melts, my love, as well as our lives, they melt with passion… Do not cry because the snowy mountains, nor for the cold mantle … Continue reading Hearts towards the sun
Furtive tears… the ones that you will never discover; which you could never dry… those that intoxicate my life and my being… I will never tell … Continue reading Furtive tears
Deep sores,
that only feels who loved you…
Scabs without relief,
to not show your distress… Continue reading “Wounds without forgiveness”
You are far, and deep, inside, my soul is torn, because I can not hear your voice … You are far, and my life breaks… for … Continue reading Far away
Last night, I saw you in my dreams… you were clear, you were true… You were talking about shipwrecks, about assaults, meetings… You narrated how is … Continue reading Music out of time
Anchors. Those that hold us to a past, full of nets and hooks… Those that bind us to a present, full of doubts and tests… Those … Continue reading Anchors
Let me fly … Far away from empty hearts … from brave airs … from resentful disdains … Let me fly … high… Like a condor … Continue reading Let me fly
Borders… Of countries, of hearts, of states or relations, of continents or lives… Of mixed feelings, of past without a cure, of present without cradle, or … Continue reading Borders
There are days when you want only to escape… of your life, of your body, of that bitter pain, what are you wearing inside… To go … Continue reading The last tear
Show us your wings, beautiful and crystalline… and let us be your Tinkerbells… where to support you, where to shelter you… Let us be your lullaby, … Continue reading Nest
You took my joy, my dreams and projects, but not completely… Your smile changed, your tenderness and your acts, everything was transformed for a bitter reply … Continue reading Losing you
She crossed seas and oceans, without finding her island, country or continent… They called her crazy, and mad was the mind… when until the speech, it … Continue reading Trips
Lost roads…
or disoriented on the road…
Traveled destinations
in a world without judgment… Continue reading “Paths”
Caminos perdidos…
o desorientados en el camino…
Destinos andados
en un mundo sin tino… …continuar leyendo
Bad counselors in this stone path, in this valley of thorns… Words that evoke their most arduous vanity, their unequivocal complexes… Souls that lead to others, … Continue reading Empty hearts
Malos consejeros en este camino de piedras, en este valle de espinas… Palabras que evocan su más ardua vanidad, sus complejos inequívocos… Almas que conducen a … Continue reading Corazones vacíos
Courage is not the absence of fear.
Courage is fighting still in spite.
Courage is to mend our gaps. …continue reading
Coraje no es la ausencia de miedo.
Coraje es luchar aún en el rencor.
Coraje es remendar …continuar leyendo
Almost everything in life were and are choices… just that not everyone can, could decide… Sometimes we choose at a bad moment of our existence… Sometimes … Continue reading Choices
They say that a soldier who is not afraid of death
is a brave man,
and that a man who fears life
is a coward; Continue reading “Battles”
I started the way, the one that marked my heart, the one who took me to your side, the one that runs next to you. Because … Continue reading Path of light
Nothing was a gift, neither yours, nor mine, nor our foolishness. Everything healed wandering, on this stone path, this mountain of lightness. Climbing rock trails, trotting … Continue reading Paths