ladyambar
female - 32 years, San Juan, Puerto Rico
Blog / Tags / heart
Blog messages with the tag 'heart':
-
Poem - Nobody Lingers Here (I still love you)
Sometimes to disperse the meanings
Of our beloved past times, we must forget
What it means to us being part of it, believe in them
Sometimes to erase their definitions
We make ourselves such a mess, with retributions.
I guess some tears escape from my captivity
Caging all emotions and delusions, I really don’t care
Still fooling myself of being me, so I cried and read
Lovely words that came from your mouth, my love
We make ourselves such a mess, with retributions.
The thought of the path that I must follow, those hollow
Steps that will always accompany me in this sorrow
Why I must persist in mutilating myself with this beating
Heart? This situation called desperate thinking, meditation
We make ourselves such a mess, with retributions.
I still reach, with trembling hands, the mirror image
The softest sad smile that greeted me every morning
Lost in thought, still waiting in the night, like child with fears
Alone in my voice, confused images crossed my mind telling me
We make ourselves such a mess, with retributions.
If only I could say it, without recriminations,
without fear, filled with faith... -
Poem - Lets go to the sugary tree...
Don’t lend me a hand to follow my dreams
I’m supposed to lead them inside of us
Never to force the legion of ink
That every morning is poured into my being
Let’s go to the sugary tree
Where fairies are granted their translucent wings
Tonight I don’t hear confessions, so value me
Love don’t be a stranger, walk on by
Making excuses of why you should, who I done…
In this existence I am still trembling
‘Cause the touch of your shy lips, ah!
Then I run away in silence
Searching for a trail, so I can find my forgotten dreams
At half-light in the morrow, I am weary
Never force my legion of ink that weep
I’m just spreading my sight today
Don’t lend me a smile, if I forgot to see
And still eluding that missing sleep
I’m supposed, I must do…
But I’ve done nothing
Let’s go to the sugary tree
Where fairies are granted their translucent wings
I still cry when I see them set free
- Whisper - Oh, how I miss thee… -
Poem - I once tried to look myself
I once tried to look at myself, just a glance
And I couldn’t
To fix my mirror image, turn it clockwise
But I wouldn’t
Started to caress my cheek, what a lovely gesture
Then I didn’t
Believing the words that came out of your self
Why I shouldn’t…
My trees grow wild, a fever that elude my senses
The caress forgotten, the thought went through
Illuminate my path, avenge my persona
I’ll slain myself and vindicate my reflection
Twice I traveled the way, testing my strength
I’m not finished
To mend what I believed went awry in me
I’m not even started
Can’t stop the feeling of worth, near the void
So, I should quit
Left to die, carving the illusion of being whole
I’m still trying
I once tried to look at myself, just a glance
And I couldn’t
To fix my mirror image, turn it clockwise
But I wouldn’t
Started to caress my cheek, what a lovely gesture
Then I didn’t
Believing the words that came out of your self
Why I shouldn’t…
Can’t see shit through the fog that lives nomadic in my mirror. -
Full Of Fire (Lies) - Unedited
Beautiful words shatter in your embrace
Never understand how loneliness can drive insane
So natures took its course and arrive at end of my love
Don’t touch me, it could burn me
Abruptly yesterday I dreamed how love is full of fire
But everything has meaning and this is how I tell you
I know your lie; listen to the sound of my silence
Around us the wind picked up our senses and dance
Remembering how all this started and roads are still unopened
I drink all your words and you start the game taking my hand
So false the air, but I felt like I were breathing, all you gave me
Your love filled my skin and still swoon over your voice
With you I felt lonelier than with myself, I imagined that all was made of dreams
Something screams at me that understanding was dawning at last
Love it is a gift given freely to someone
Time pass on and I can tell that when you entered in my life
All stopped and go without haste, part of me still wait for the knock
Memories get lost so I can make sense of this conversation
Now I’m not afraid to shatter the fantasy; I have nothing left to say
Just to write poetry that still remembers when I saw you arrive
The waiting can torture any soul, only if you understand it
To know if I kill it, you knife it or just die on its own
My love without conditions and still don’t know what I’m doing here.
Leave my hand and go, translate my definitions and see the truth…
…Why I’m still here with you? -
Fairy Tales...
Long ago I heard that we must part and not follow
The yellow bricks in search for an answer
Bathed in moonlight, I fled and not returned ever since
Why I explain the pain inflicted? To describe the meaning
Waste of time, resource, energy and thinking. Don’t rationalize everything!
I only need my dreams to survive in this wasteland
To think and debate the hue of colors falling into place
My head still hurts, cornered by whispers
Don’t falter your steps, stay for a while and talk to me
This conflict has separated us in so many ways
I miss the emotion of setting my gaze unto reflection
Fireflies dance with me, while I weave my hope
Whilst I heard the promise of a unknown future
Power slipped from my hands, believing in providence
Otherwise why talk to you Fates? Be kind for once…
Why explain the pain inflicted? Portray the implications
Squander of instance, source, force and judgment.
This has to stop, this perception must proceed
Long ago I heard that we must part and not follow
The yellow bricks in search for an answer
Shred in darkness, I fled and not returned ever since
Seeking for a new parchment to create a thought, a sentence
Still can’t believe the control has slipped from my hands.
Recognize that my strides sometimes hesitate
Slowly my sight is set to the west dawn, a new night
Don’t find breadth in hurt, to assume and ponder
Rising my fist to the constellations and wonder
Why as a child was led to believe,
In all fairy tales the princess at the end is set free
