You swim in the water
that’s filling up my lungs
I’d scream but can’t bother
from love that goes and comes
like midnight marauders
we stole each other’s tongues
spoils of war squandered
now words spoil our gums
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I start with a pinker sky,
My chariot runs,
Leaving an orange dye,
I mix the colors,
So the story is told,
Of a rising sun,
And a sky of gold.People fear gold,
And what the word invokes,
Prosperity and war,
Purity controlled.0As I look through your eyes
I could see how struggling you are,
you don’t look happy even though
your smiling back at me,
we touched hands and I could feel
how hurting you are, you kept on
repressing your emotions just to
tell everyone that your alright
even though you don’t seem fine.
Semjase 4: 20
0Atlante sin fuerzas
Sostenía tu amor
como un atlante,
no importaba felicidad
cuando tu cariño
estaba sobre la mesa
o sobre la cama
o sobre aquella habitación de motel
tan suave
tan exquisito
como tomado del fondo
de un anaquel
cuando no queda nada
cuando lo único eras tu,
pero ahora soy yo quien queda sin amor.
-R. Vela. VK
Para (siir-poesía)3The road of life
I think you have to judge people by their values not by their mistakes, but nowadays they are always judged by who you are not who you are.
Glory is always at the end of a path that begins with a beginning, but glory does not really matter but the satisfaction of something you strive for, persisting and striving.
There is no point in reaching a goal if it does not meet your expectations, but if the experience up to it, that learning makes the doors open to different goals, the other part depends on you, on your attitude.
And you always have to value all the paths traveled, is it enough, are you happy, does it compensate you, do you live or not? Everything is decisions, and the objectives will always be possible as long as you fight for them.
Perhaps life is not a path of roses, but it is full of multiple paths, and the only one possible is that of your happiness, so I invite you to choose appropriately.
Jordi Etresi
El camino de la vida
Creo que hay que juzgar a las personas por sus valores no por sus errores, pero hoy día siempre se juzga por como eres no por quien eres.
La gloria siempre esta al final de un camino que comienza con un principio, pero no importa la gloria realmente sino la satisfacción de algo por lo que luchas, el persistir y el esfuerzo.
No tiene sentido llegar a una meta si esta no cumple tus expectativas, pero si la experiencia hasta ella, ese aprendizaje hace que las puertas se abran a diferentes metas, la otra parte depende de ti, de tu actitud.
Y siempre has de valorar todos los caminos andados ¿es suficiente, eres feliz, te compensa, vives o no?, todo son decisiones, y los objetivos siempre serán posibles mientras luches por ellos.
Quizás la vida no es un camino de rosas, pero si llena de múltiples caminos, y el único posible es el de tu felicidad, así que te invito a escoger adecuadamente.
Jordi Etresi
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5Looking out of my window and yearning for the love of my life to arrive seems to be my favourite way to pass the time.
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Un ser en medio del abismo, no existe la bondad por sobre la tristeza, es inquietante sobrevivir entre la opacidad de sentirse, palparse y llorar desenfrenadamente.
0I don’t care about marriage.
A ring will not get my attention.
I care about who’s there when I need them
And who I want to talk to in the middle of the night
When the monsters slink out of their closets
And whisper things you don’t talk about in the light.
Greet each day with me because you know I can’t sleep
And I know the new day makes you feel safe.
Build a home with me
Where we can have a porch swing
And double ovens
And a garden tub
And we wont have to worry about morning breath before we kiss
Because we will be too busy living in the moment,
Drinking in honey kissed lips.
Build a life with me.
1Se siente abrumador cuadrar en esquemas abstractos y fingir que nos pertenecen, buscándoles sentido cuando sólo se trazaron obstáculos para existir. No basta con sentir que eso es así, más bien, permitirse el ahogo intermitente y desintegrar todo acto indefinido de lo universal, que no es nada más que todo.
1i don’t know how else to say this / i deleted the playlist i made for you / i dont think i will ever see you again
1Rojo, rosa
Aún recuerdo el pasto verde
donde nos abrazábamos
y florecían los sentimientos
como rojo, rosaaún recuerdo tu sonrisa
y la mirada perdía en los árbolespero como rosa roja
el pálido color llego con la temporada
arrasó el verde donde dormitabamos
se llevó el corazón aceleradojunto con la primavera esperada.
R.vela VK
Para (siir-poesía)
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Magnolia in winter | how I used to call this heart | a passing ache | that turned itself | becoming the chronic pain | of my soul’s retribution —
D do D C de O
Tuesday , July 7th , 2020
4.44pm
9*trigger warning*
Self harm
“Maybe if I have real scars you can easily see, I will feel like I actually messed up enough to get help. Maybe I’ll feel like I have real problems then.”
Deep enough to leave a mark
Eyes dark enough to leave a a scar
On an already fragile heart
Maybe a year clean
But a mind still tainted
Tempted by painful validation
But not a cure
A temporary feeling
To be replaced by
A painful shower
A conversation where you won’t look eye to eye
Covering you torn skin in the summer time
It’s not worth it
My dear, its better to just let yourself cry
1The cold front | removing | from every angle | to lose the battle from the overal trickery & mockery | to fly off the radar | to be in a space furthering without another | to no longer be suffocated by my own fallacy | nothing is to be concealed , for even the truth fails me —
D do D C de O
Tuesday , July 7th , 2020
4.35pm
4“I know you are broken. More shattered than ever. But don’t let them have your pieces. We’ll build a castle out of your debris. We’ll make a masterpiece out of your pain. And you will become bolder, stronger, and more beautiful. Hold on, we still have the world to conquer.”
- Hate
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