Monday, November 26, 2012

Have


I had and now I don’t.
I had a sweet piece of chocolate that got old and sour
I had a flower that blossomed in my arms and now all that is left are the pieces behind.

I had and now I don’t.
I had a tower that deteriorated like sand in the water
I had a pure heart that had no maliciousness and now is full of hatred and revenge.

I want to have but,
There’s no turning back for what’s already gone
Looking ahead at bright stars and shining lights like Times Square
I will move on and be bigger than ever
This power flows through my veins and helps me get back on top
I will be better then ever.



Monday, November 19, 2012

Story of Love


Tell me how I’m going to tell my heart
To forget of all the times I had you on my mattress
I’m lying if I tell you that for me it will be easy
To forget of the day we did it in the hall way
The I way I caressed your hair
And we would be all over the floor
Remember, when we did it in my grandfather’s room
Two maniacs in sex
You kiss me I kiss you
Damn, how do you want me to forget about that
My hands caressed your body
With so much anger
Ahh let me be quiet so I won’t remember
Oh my god, I don’t believe this
You cheated on me and I still desire you
I’m loosing my head
These memories affect me
Sometimes I want to call you to tell you that I miss you
I still remember how we would make love in the bathroom
If everything was fine
Then why the hell was your deception.
My heart isn’t made of clay for you to play with it
I fell in love with the devil in disguise of a man
Cuipd failed me in love again .
My heart hurts
 I miss you
You cheated on me and I still love you. 

Monday, November 12, 2012

Oh Sandy !


Never Imagined the water would reach that far.
Looking outside my window.
Cars floating
People screaming
Sounds of explosions and sirens.
The ocean came to my house
Oh Sandy !

The lights went out
All was pitch black like a dark tunnel.
Flashlights everywhere.
Dark hallways with candles lighting up corners
Was a norm twelve days
Twelve days in the dark.
With just a radio in hand
Oh Sandy !

Now recovering a little
Of the aftermath that she left.
The world seems somewhat deserted
It just don’t seem the same.
Skies aren’t as bright as before.
Sidewalks don’t seem as safe to walk on.
Trees missing, yanked from their roots.
Oh Sandy !

We will recover
Skies will no longer be grey
Mother nature, mad no more.
Houses will be built again
Trees planted
Cars running
Oh Sandy !
Goodbye Sandy ! 

Monday, November 5, 2012

Illusioned


Life is like a castle
A castle built of illusions
Illusions that disillusion
When it all tumbles down
I just don’t understand how you killed my world
And I still die with anxiety to adore you
If only you were here
I know my world would be different.