The Wanderer a mountain called Lleb

Alone - the world - has traveled
Via steps of rock and wood hug
The wind kissed him and then whispered:
Follow our amulet and use it only once
... When it comes obstacle.

And a lake - he was head
And stabbed her toes on the deck lily
The water stopped and said:
Look and see
A moment of light inside of me
Take it and walked on the road.

Then - in a shallow swamp - continued
Where the wild bulls walked to find a mate
But before a horn was nailed
He pulled out his amulet - and then said:
Sorry but I have to go bull
I remember you and your swamp
While on the road ...

And he knew ...
The wind kiss
... It was written:
journeys can be smooth
journeys can be tough
Just find your way ...

... Soon it will be dark.

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Before the last petal Falls

I saved face time

slowly becomes a face of a stranger

heart might be linked with my

beats the sharpest spear in my heart

long ago, never occurred to me these thoughts

but as the leaves fall slowly becomes part of reality

I never seal between the neck

nor its enclosed within my reach

I was too liberal, now all I wanted was to go back in time

I am not a god, I have no power

to deny all these scruples

I love her, cared for her as delicately as I would like a rose

but she grew thorns

that it was difficult for me to come close

Is it sad but true

The link that we no longer

Very high and I dared to love her

also risked a life-thousandth

won a series of mountains

but I believe that what is between us is now exhausted

is not what it was yesterday

Now I'm a nobody compared to who I was before her

I'm trying to win her back even if

and be the dirt road and misty

She is worth all the pain

worth all the risks

not because she would have done the same thing

not because she completes

not because it was my wonderwall

not because she's one of us

but simply because of a right meaningless by time

a reason which has slipped from many languages

rarely a reason we believe in

guys, I love you

Yes, love

I love her like a sister I never had

I loved and still love

and even if fate and the world may doubt

my love for you is ashamed at all

because the love of her I'll hold

I will fight, I fight by hook or by crook

before the last petal falls ..

Dreamland

My eyes are squinty

while the tears fall on my face ..

The inages my refuge is now blurred

Swirling around me so fast

I could not help but stumble

and indulge in my comfort zone

I struggle between consciousness and unconsciousness

As the dark trying constantly to me

towards a world where the pain is never known

and my whole being, rested

preparing for another trip, another walk

but then the picture looked vaguely on my senses

and darkness was dominated

Slowly, the image became a living

I saw a familiar face

someone you see everyday

Someone hated me for ruining my dream

I got out of bed, grabbed my green notebook

and began to do his homework TLE

An Warior

I am a warrior
but as Arthur and his Knights
I fight for a cause
Not only for freedom, though freedom can be
I have no sword or armor
Although I have my stuff for my battles
I never had enough of them
which sometimes causes my loses

I'm my own boss and my follower
I am the lone rider of my army
the solitary believer of my principles
But I can be a warrior, but I'm only human
be breathed with a life
Which turned to be a blessing and a curse
Although I explicitly force
My interiors are weak
my heart is broken
and my soul is fragile

I'm waving a white flag
But I can not understand
Arrows rain my world as my shield weakens
All I wanted was to succumb to oblivion

And tonight, as the tears fall on my face
let the sky cry with me
Let every cold that I feel inside
Make them understand things that fight for ..
Let the rain fall and wash away my tears
Let me know the existence of rainbows ...
Help me remember that I am a warrior
in this battlefield called life ...

Plain clerk

I'm back singing serenade of the lover
and mesmerized by the shadow of the moon conventional
My eyes express his lusterBut season I'm not a bit 'in love, not now, maybe never

Coz I reached the pinnacle of ecstasy
I tripped and the water's deep deppression
And so the fibers of my heart and soul has been scarred
I had no freedom, a being with a heart bounded

I never did keep his hands up
nor, in excruciating pain, I cried
because they believed in the existence of last creature Pandora
Even if you stole my eyesight, my ticket to ridicule

I was as vulnerable as I am always
But he held true to his promise of a man
So when I finally lost my heart that you want
Half of me walking with him out the door

I was trapped in the fork of fear
Unconsciously as he ran under my tears
I started to question the existence of our abyss ...
The abyss that we found as we searched in parallel for happiness

Although I have never regretted writing our masterpiece
and dancing experience in the fog
Even if he came in a moment and went in a flash
In my senses, his scent and his aura will last

But now they are all yelling at him
Although not always as it seems
I dug a pit of these emotions in my heart
and have closed that chapter of my life

I've heard everything there is to hear
and have recovered from all that is healing
but if I'm ready, I am not prepared
Falling is one thing, I will not do

For now, I leave my heart in two
and be happy to indulge in blues
Although the city has built once looked into my eyes
I will not be taken away, I burst into tears

All this time I always believed in
but my faith faltered already
When will I be able to recover, I do not know
Maybe tomorrow a century later, or maybe ...

Still

lost my heart cries, singing melodies that hurts .. the world is full of goodbyes, forgotten how to cry like a star falling ill in the night sky ...

just looking for love, alone in search of contempment .. cannot hide from the past, if I had the opportunity

I would stop time, try for yourself and

I do mine again ..

broken glass, shattered into pieces .. driven by the wind and turned to ashes, struggling to continue this life

which is full of sadness ..

in this dark room, I sit and think of you hoping that you think about the day

iam beside you .. one day ill understand why this feeling will not go ..

done wrong by you as fast as I can, ill close my eyes and hide, so my tears will fall woudn'te not even touch an inch of my cheek, and you do not even see a unique view of me. ..

Oh death!

Oh death, come and get hours
I wanted to be with you
I'm tickled with all these lies worldly
Promises that do not materialize.

Lock me, oh death
In your darkness calming
And I will wake up in the sky
When she starts to rest forever.

Come and save me, oh death
I'm not so afraid of you
Because I realized hours
With you I have a life again.

And 'I learned only in death,
I claim the promise of the Bible
To see God and to be paradise
Experience the bliss without end.

death So now, let's be friends
I wished for you to come
Take me away from this ancient world
You're my key to see the Kingdom.

August 1, 2000

Too Late

I have something that I really need to tell you,

But I have not had the chance 'coz

I can not see.

You've been so busy all the time, that

You did not have time for me.

A time to tell what we feel with others,

A time to set free oursleves.

I long for your sweetness, which as you can.

You're the one who makes me feel sweet and I'll show you.

Feeal leave you, I will hear,

Where do you belong right here.

You are the happiness that made me sad.

And now you're gone, I hope you are happy.

The Star

I sat at my window tonight
And I saw a lone star
Twinkling boldly against the sky.
And I felt that I winked
As if to say,
"If I can shine like this,
Why can not you, why do not you?

I thought of you
What did you spend
The dreams start to turn
And the endless 'could've-Beens'.
I saw a stream that would continue to
While Frisbee flying without wings
And I remembered you ...
I said:
"Why can not you, why do not you?

Of course, success is sweaty
Do not even go out in sparkling stars
In one night alone
Once it is born.
It begins again ... and move forward
Hardwork behind a secret
Consistency is God in it ...
Success, like stars, bringing brightness
At God's perfect
I thought of you (to me)
And I said (that's you) ...
"Why can not you ... why not?"

November 12, 2000

My miracle

My miracle happened when
I was born in this world
Disabled in one body
With the world and limited movement
Where the difficulties of so common.

My miracle happened when
God called my name
To read life between the lines
To hear his voice in frustration terrible
And felt the helpless and alone.

My miracle is seen
It is not the events or happenings
That seem spectacular or great,
E 'come to little, small steps
And the people who is blessed ...

With little miracles of God in me
That in my weakness is strong
All my "walks" He continues to live,
And many see it in my weakness
Many praise for what would.

So, if only for this and no more
There would be no chance of ever walking
Good for me so long as to my
A life where you see God in it
With arms they know they have a friend,
I think it's all worth it.

May 21.2000

These Ables

What you can see the blind
What can the deaf hear
What can you say dumb
How can they still sing?

How can the deaf hear his song
How can the mute sing
As you can see the blind in the dark
The silver song of a lark?

When the melodies will end
When you have a friend
Where the darkness to bring
And if I am, right?

What can you see in the dark
What you hear in the deaf
What can you say dumb
What you never knew about us?

December 16, 2001

If

If only I can embrace
and keep you from being harmed by this world ...
if only my arms would be sufficient
to protect you from the blinding influences ...
If only I can do things well
and shield you from the wrongs ... ...
and pain and that the years ...

But I can not ... I'm just as human beings like you
that's why I'm here standing strong today
because I faced the battle
and was wounded but unhurt ...
But I'll be around every time you hit the ground
every why and how-could-it-BE
I'll be a shadow of a tree.

If only I had the power
to exempt you from any despair
and every anxiety and every truth ...
but then you miss out on the virtues
and the depth and courage
but they are all products of each fall to increase ...
Yes I will be around every time you touch the ground
said ... I love you ... now and forever.

September 2001

With Wiser Eyes

One day it will be wiser eyes
They see
Stars are not stars only
And the trees are just trees ...

Somehow, you understand
While I continue to say
The books are not just pages
Smiles are not always happiness.

Ooohhh, one day
You'll learn things you can not see
Are as real as those you see
That pain is not always bad
And the tears are not always sad.
Ooohh, one day you will learn one day
Respect is better than money earned
And the real beauty is invisible to the naked eye,
One day, somehow, you realize.

One day, the clouds turn to you
More than a close friend of heaven
A touch would be much more
And you know
What is done for a time out. [CHORUS]

Stars are not stars only
A day with the wisest eyes, you see ...
Will all makes sense why.

When I Love

When love and my love said to me "I love you" to me, do not tell the expected, most surface-response "I love you too." What I mean is:

"I know."

In various degrees of tone, way, intensity, and inflection. I think that saying "I know". Gets more significant because it implies that "Yes, I realize how I love you. Yes, I realize that you love me. I appreciate the sentiment, your kindness and what this means to me."

"I know."

Wow! What a privilege luxury.

When I say "I love you" to her Naman not expect the party "too well. Y'see, it defeats the purpose of the core essence of love that is selfless. You say" I love you "from the fullness of your heart. If you say that with affection to return a response from your loved one, becomes an "I, myself," my problem. Love is selfless. It does not expect to be repaid. Or wait for a response. thrives in gift, and giving himself away. This is the reward in itself.

So when the person I love would have said,
"I love you, darling ..." I would say that:
"I know." (Cheerfully)
"I know." (With eyes wide with guarantee)
"I know." (Whispering, sleepy)
"I know." (Suggestive, eyebrows and all)
"I know." (Spoiled brattily)
"I know." (Tired but appreciated)
"I know." (With a smile and a wink)
"I know." (Like, oh, I've foever!)
"I know!" (Victory)
"I know." (Between tears, after or during a bad time)
"I know." (Smug, complacent, so sure of anything else)
"I know." (Possessive and passionate)
"I know." (As a fervent prayer)
"I know." (How is forever ..).

"Family"

I have a brother,
I have a sister,
I have a father, mother,
Hardly a family.

I know you're my friend
And this stranger standing
And that beggar there
I know very well.

I have a house with roofs
But I live here with you
My house has walls too
With you on the streets of our world.

I have many cousins
Can trace my family tree
Yet there is no one to call
Nobody knows me at all.

Perhaps I need to poor
I am a poor in spirit
Among the things I owned
E 'with you I found my home.

June 5, 2001

Crossroads

once in our lives, we have the opportunity to meet someone ...

if you're lucky enough we had the opportunity to knowthen ...

A hello and goodbye to them ... In our journey we absolutely satisfy all types of faces in

God did it, some of them are forgotten.

Some remains in your mind forever ... and when our special person has come to leave him so quickly ... But there is coming back ...

so we are confused. What will you do? The past or present?

Do you like both ... but the roads

remain silent, no car, no home ...

dozens of people walk every now and then ...

including me walk and meet you and your smile ...

The next day I can not sleep ..

I saw him looking at me in silence, but ...

and there's nothing I can do this one way street that we have ...

I will continue to pass and wait for our paths will cross and be able to say hello again!

SAML

Created

When I see you, I feel sad
When you talk with me, you make me crazy
I wonder, "They're all so bad?"
'Cause Why can not you just like me for who I am

I look in the mirror
It 's like I want to bang my head to the door
Why are so stupid as someone like you
When I know that there is no chance that you, like me,

I wonder why I like you so much
I realize that is not to like?
With resembles
Perfect smile, beautiful eyes

But I still think and I realize
You're not perfect, that all
So why would I dream of you and me
When I dream of him and me

The Day After You Give Up

After surrender and hand over your case
The world will never end, even the break
One in a second. The plant that has rejected
flower, the flower does not freeze up if you choose,
And Wilts, shrivels in ugy, slow death.

The next day will give you the sun will shine
Still. The moon and the stars are tease
In your death, you continue to breathe, you
feel the heat just burns and exhaustion.
You will fall in strong, demolition, winding ridge.

The years after the surrender, the world is still ...
Continue. Things go on, children grow and
the burning fire. But not you. People die every day
Breath while you still linger. Yet with nothing
To speak to the shame will kill you. Gradually.

March 7, 2001

You Have Been Loved Enuf?

You have been loved enough?
I have not.
'I guess there was not love
enough for me.
Or only a few have found the time
if at all ... care.

Guess I wanted more
Guess I want it all
And no one is willing to give
that much
In this world that got small.

They gave half,
a convenient
But I do not want this.
I prefer not to have
Who love the convenient
That really is not love
If you think about ...?

You have been loved enough?
You have been loved ... at all?
I think I was,
A couple of times back a few someones
I guess that just lost
Why 'take my eyes
looking beyond
Thinking that I could use more
When less was more ...

I was offered for.

And I refused everything.

Wrote:
September 19, 2002

"Janette Salcedo"

BLESS FRIEND

Lord, I can do a favor for favor
Want to be less a friend for me?
I do not know where it is now,
What she's doing or how she was
But most of all bless you at this time
Maybe it needs more this time.

I sure miss when I feel so alone
Just days away, and when I'm with you
I even remember a drink in the past, if
The arms are encouraging as his
And when I see it in ancient times
I see a shadow of your face ...

Lord, please look after the welfare of my friends
Everywhere is now today
May surrounds by your offer of love
And your support for his stay
Although I can not be with her, please old ...
Be the arms that was hot for me, forever.

June 25, 2001

Long journey of my life

Long journey of my life ...
I have met and known people from different places, color and religion.

Long journey of my life ...
There has come and gone my way, few people who promised to remain.

Long journey of my life ...
I stopped and saw that they were for a day. Hope in a better friend to come along our path.

Long journey of my life ...
I discovered my true self through them and realized the essence of life spent with prayers.

Long journey of my life ...
A rainbow of my friends filled the sky, loyalty and genuineness that has its roots from the bottom.

Long journey of my life ...
I lost my way home I'm wrong-leading.
However, they guided and encouraged me to go ahead and continue living.

Very successful in this world I can only some that were heroines and goddesses,
long journey of my life ...

This was the poem I wrote inspired by my bestfriends (Kranj). we were the bestest "friends ever for almost ten years now, how incredible! us hard to find true friends these days, so take care of them because they are one in a million!

Still Thinking Of You

I'm listening to my teacher
When I think of you ...
Somehow, I do not know why?!?!
But it is not yet in my mind ...

Maybe your so stupid to let go ...
But I am more stupid to say that I love you more
I do not know why I'm still hoping that one day he will be back in my arms again ...
That one day you will go our way and I will say that "love me" ...

Why I still love you?
Even if you break my heart?
Even if you do not love me anymore?
And even if you're not the perfect guy for me?

If we ever had the chance to 'set ...
I'm happy to be your girlfriend, once again ...
But I hope that this would be better because I do not want it to be worse.
I know deep in my heart that my love for you could be "forever"

Ode to a tree

Look, look there,
An object so envy
For his strenghth to be there all day
Looking at his creator
Dancing with the wind.

One minute of one hour, one month and one year passed
But it still stands
A storm passed and there was another
But it is still straight
Giving me a wonderful feeling.

You admit
I would be like it
To prove that
They are also stronger
How I envy those much.

You this thing is not made for death, my tree immortal
No generation hungry tread thee down,
The voice I heard each time passing
Pleading not to kill them
And after them instead.

Today I say my goodbye to the trees so envy
For I can not have another chance to see
His hands dance in the wind
For the rest, and I never wake up;
GOODBYE MY TREE beautiful!

So natural

It is natural

The first impression I got for you the first time we met was so unconscious
The beat of my heart that the time was intuitive, I never thought this will be connected
The strange feeling was very spontaneous, I was able to grab your mysterious character
I'm in love and anxious to see you accept me or I might have dumped
I just can not understand why? Why are they so special? Probably native
My thoughts were unpretentious, its really sincere and I expect that the result would be worthy
For I will win your heart and I'll be near me
And how can I help? She is not hard to be loved
And the feeling was so natural ... for you are so natural ...
It is not a fake, not ... a fake ... even a clone ... it's just that I like you for who you are ...
You're every detail ... six functions and everything you ...
You're just too good to be true ... that's why I'm skeptical kind'a if you are willing to accept me .... But I'm happy for what we have now. And I think I'll just go on like this ...

You're so natural ...

This could one day be the saddest lines ever written?

And 'this is the perfect time to write a poem sad?
Raining hard, feeling like a bard
Holding a pen, lost in thoughts
Effusion, like raindrops gently and quietly
Kissing on the grass lawn yard

As always, I'm alone and lonely
Nine months have passed, but everything is pretty much the same
Now would never give birth to laughter and joy?

I will remember this day
As the saddest year of my life?
This could be the most only the leaves of my diary?
Should this be the darkest part of my biography?

Suddenly a black-haired squirrel sneaks into the field
Looking for something to eat or perhaps checking the raindrops

But in my mind, is just one solitary squirrel
By placing a man wandering in his mind ...
Or it could be a lonely man staring at a
Squirrel wandering in the rain

Anything ... does not matter anymore
When feelings are overwhelming
The reasons do not count after all

I came at a time when the joys and sorrows,
The fun and pain of my past
Pour down like rain

The stillness of the trees
The coldness of the wind
The numbness in my heart
The monotony of the rain
The sadness of my childhood
The arrogance of my youth

These are reasons for this perfect moment?
I'm really only in this type of situation?
O I'm just expressing something natural and universal?
That every human being, animal or plant
You damn most of their life with the solitude and loneliness
And with the desire to belong to someone or
With others of their race

Is there really happiness after sadness?
There is loneliness after being together?
There's membership after the loneliness?
There is a heaven or hell after death?
Or is it just the sad state of default
Where every attempt to escape?
While Heaven and Hell are the only '
Personification of everything good and evil on Earth?

And 'this really the perfect time to write a sad poem?
This could one day be the saddest lines I've ever written?
I could then one day be among
The saddest poets have ever known?

Suddenly a black crow perched on the backyard fence
Braving the rain, just to celebrate his own piece of grain;
While I:

Still the same man of hope with a pen in his
Hand and a heart full of dreams

Because I am a Hong Yong Yan zhi hu
'Little sparrow with dreams of swans'

=====
"That's all. Far away, someone sings. Away.
My soul is lost -
"The same night whitening the same trees.
We who have been, we are not the same anymore. "
-Pablo Neruda, "saddest lines"

- 09:00, Wednesday, May 26, 2004;
Surrey, British Columbia
While listening to "Tragic Comedy"
Immaculate Fools ('Dumb Poet', 1987, A & M)

Mourning Hopeful

My soul weeps ... cries.
Inside me is a sniveling mortal
Gasping, panting, frightened
Fear that I might drown in my ocean staff.
.. My heart is grieved wanted to scream ...
Scream loudly that I hear is a deafening silence.
I can not stop evil, I can not change destiny.
Can not finish what they have not yet begun.
I can not let go of what I never had.
Still breathless, like my heart bein 'torn.
Wide of the mark if I stay, I groped flight.
My life would not be the same ...
But tomorrow will be different;
The streets will never cross.

My soul complains, cries ...
Tears still fall from my eyes tired
As I leave behind this sense
The god please send me peace.
My soul still complains ....
I wonder when it will stop

Empty Universe

Sometimes, when a man clogs his orbs of vision,

The light can not penetrate his conscious perception,

Both worlds are revealed to be a moonless night,

And the mysteries that the rest would be found below as soon as possible.

The air we breathe seemed lost its purity,

Even the abundant rivers stopped flowing freely

The mountain stood proud that the highest

Now disappeared drained his vitality and his pride.

Thick gray smoke and vapors figured the clouds

And a group of beings formed the crowd gasping,

Like when the dusty wind started to gust and blow,

Ideas and thoughts of willpower lost their guards.

But when you release the radiance in the deep

There are more reasons to blame the shadows to hide,

sound decisions and trust would always lead

The deepest hopes of hope that we continue to want.

Yes, you can not fight the enemy if we do not know,

Supremacy that has blocked us in this unknown pain,

We tend to ask why we are suffering this kind of curse?

Or perhaps we are only part of a universe empty ...

Dreamer's Chronicle

When darkness baited the raging sun,

A New World is alive and lifeless in a period of time,

Where the creatures of the night walking in the southeast,

From a valley of death to the land of raging beasts humble.

In a quirk of fate the world has gone into oblivion,

Flooding the atmosphere with the exhortation of immense

A man without a face lurking across the lawn in the moonlight,

Tastings of apprehension only dreamers could provide.

He stretched his arms and opened a dry mouth wide,

Release the fear and horror ... sucking the marrow of life

Screams of brute feels under the vague horizon,

Mourning for the existence of a monster of trepidation.

Although became numb the senses, the intellect is aware,

Absorbing every drop of blood verve by all parties,

Suddenly, the whispers of the breeze changed his way,

The trees begin to murmur bliss for the entire environment.

Boundless faith illuminated the corners of the earth,

And a goddess-like beauty seemed from the outside,

She extended her arms to rid the world of terror,

Citing the magnificence and wonder counter.

The dreamer has flown with the beauty in the vivid blue sky,

Enjoying the freedom and glory to great heights,

Under the glittering jewels to thin white clouds above,

Freedom is what the dreamers want to have.

The morning air kissed and touched every human face,

Embracing the beginning of the most recent phase of life,

And before the night proves once again should take dreamers

That

"Dreams are the visions of what we do, think and feel when we wake up ..."

Dead Paradise

In the middle of the night there is a small voice calling,

A soft whisper from life, that soul is withering,

Death Song is sung with a hymn of putrid filth,

Playing troubled symphony for the dawn of the Renaissance.

Vultures flying about dreams shattered and lifeless,

While the black crow is horrible smiles hide,

Wings of agony spread the threat of a horrible end,

Prohibit the warmth of the spirit to penetrate and repair.

Four solid walls witnessed the lament of a fortress

The fall down and the explosion of a mess depressed

Like the statue of a cherub above the tomb undisturbed

Pray for the soul heavy to be free and be saved!

Piercing words and looks are as deadly club,

From a disappointed expectation of a refusal of blood

If the heart can not hear all these smashing infringement,

Then your mind will not be guilty of a missed court.

Alas! Last night I died a painful death and rust,

But today, I live again to stand and fight,

Tomorrow will be my moment of pride and Growth

To end this disruptive barriers paradise dead ...