Time went by... Fly away, bye bye...

Obviously, I owe you an apology because I have been ignoring this site lately, and I just feel bad for not came back. I've been in here-since 2010!!! Anyways, I was so in love with this site in the beginning! I made two hundred post and told stories -- funny -- sad ones! Remember? --and now, I don't know, it's just I'm getting tired, or maybe it's because I'm older and it'd be a waste of time to be stuck here with nothing new to say. Some people think that blogging is easy but it is not. It requires dedication and It is definitely hard to bring yourself back. But in the end, I'm thankful, i love it but I feel faded out, pushed away, so I guess I stayed enough time here. If you've read this far, I thank you. I wish the best in life and take care of yourselves.

P.S. I think, however, I'll come back here for you again. Like I always do. I'm not alone and there is hope to get back on track again.

~Sincerely, Me.

Where do my Angel stay?

 

A lonely spark appears before me tonight,
amid the storm that rages deep inside.
Should I surrender? Should I breathe again
or let the silence pull me in?

How much more can this soul endure
before it breaks, no longer pure?
Shards of pain cut through my skin,
reminding me I still exist
though barely breathing, barely within.

The moon ignites my shadowed way,
through endless darkness, where we fade.
I’ve crossed the archway, pale and gray
to the quiet realm where my angel stay.

A tender warmth upon my face,
wings aglow in holy grace.
They’ve come to guide me home again,
through whispering winds my voice forever lingering.

Will I escape and find release,
unbound at last, in perfect peace?
For love, eternal, never fades
it only shifts through brighter shades.

For in the dark where I begin to fade,
your heart’s small flame keeps me awake.
The angel that leads me through the gray
to where your light, and mine, still stay.

 

 

 

If you'd like to hear this poem read, 

please check out the second episode of Where do my Angel stay 2 here.

With the voice of the Archangel

 

You are the voice

that sings the song of angels,

the melody that grants me

eternal peace.

Your voice

soft as feathers from your holy wings,

yet powerful enough

to light the darkness along my walk.

You are the comfort...

the warmth of home,

the sweetness of a smile,

the tenderness of a hug.

We come to you when we are alone.

We come to you when hunger stirs within.

We come to you when we tremble in the cold and fear.

I know this.

I feel this.

I have this.

You are the calm presence of

a glowing waterfall,

the gentle rain that blesses the earth,

the quiet night that grants us rest.

You are the truth

for me, for us.

Your Holy Spirit gives me reason and lasting joy,

to live for You.

There is no love greater than Yours,

no power more profound,

no grace as radiant as the love You give.

The love we receive from You

is the purest,

the most faithful,

the most enduring gift.

And when sorrow finds me,

Your angel come in the night,

wrapping their tender wings around my shoulders

like a gentle embrace.

Peace flows quietly within me,

calmness enters my heart.

Your touch softens the soul,

and grief slips away in silence.

Your gentle hand heals every wound,

and soon I recognize happiness

the quiet joy that finds me again.

Hope lifts me with a smile,

faith leads me toward the light.

I close my eyes without question

and feel Your trust within me.

The angel guide me on my way,

wherever my steps may lead.

And when I cross narrow raid,

I feel

so softly

how You embrace me.

 

 

 

 

Alright so, as you might notice the quality of this poem is not as compared to my previous works, because the way something is allows for alterations in grammar and lengthy pauses that cause reading to be badly disturbed. 

Please keep this in mind when critiquing. 

 

 

Celebrar

 

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Hoy es mi cumpleaños

Hoy es mi cumpleaños, ¡qué hermoso despertar!
sentada frente a la ventana, dejo el alma volar.
El sol me despierta pintando el amanecer,
y mil dulces recuerdos comienzan a florecer.

Aquellos momentos que creí olvidados,
vuelven solo con risas, ya no son pesados.
No traen lágrimas, traen mucha emoción,
y abrazan con cálida ilusión.

El tiempo sigue, la vida también,
y cada experiencia me sienta tan bien.
Crecí mucho en sueños, en fuerza y en fe,
y aún queda mas, esperándome.

El amor me sonríe desde cada rincón,
el destino me invita con una nueva canción.
Hay sorpresas guardadas por descubrir,
y un sinfín de motivos para sonreír.

Un año más lleno de aprendizajes,
de días dorados y dulces paisajes.
Mi corazón, viajero de estación en estación,
renace entre flores con cada situación.

El invierno me abriga, 
me enseña que todavía hay tiempo.
Para sembrar huellas y agradecer,
 amar sin medida, para renacer.

Sobre la mesa, una torta y para brindar,
cierro la ventana, dejo el frío afuera estar.
Con fotos, anhelos y sueños despiertos,
este día es perfecto, como todos mis aciertos.

Hoy es mi cumpleaños, ¡qué felicidad es sentir!
Que tengo razones para seguir,
 la vida me abraza con cálido abrigo…
¡y yo la celebro, conmigo y contigo!

 

 

 

Did you get the hint?

𝒾 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃. 𝒮ℴ 𝒾'𝓁𝓁 𝒷ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀. 𝒾'𝓂 𝓈𝓊𝓇ℯ. 𝒴ℯ𝒶𝒽, 𝓌ℯ𝓁𝓁... 𝒾 𝓌ℴ𝓃'𝓉 𝒷ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝓇ℴ𝓃ℊ 𝒾𝒻 𝒾 𝒹𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝓎ℴ𝓊'𝓇ℯ 𝒷𝓎 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ.  𝓎ℴ𝓊'𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓂ℯ 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓃ℴ ℴ𝓃ℯ ℯ𝓁𝓈ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈. 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝓎ℴ𝓊. 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓈𝒶𝓎. ℊℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ, 𝒾𝒻 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝓉 𝒾𝓈, 𝒾'𝓂 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝓅𝓊𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ: ♡♡♡ 𝒶 𝓂ℴ𝓃𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝓇ℯℯ 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎 ♡♡♡ 𝒾 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒷ℯ𝓎ℴ𝓃𝒹 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹𝓈. 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓃ℴ 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾 𝒹ℴ. 𝒾 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓃ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝒻ℴ𝓇ℊℯ𝓉 ♥

 

 

Just me again

 

I haven't been here in quite a while. Honestly, I haven't been on my computer much at all in the past couple weeks. So I finally am in a better place now and so happy. I wish you could be here to see it. So, I'm heading up to Bariloche next week for a few days. And then after that, I'm headed to Comodoro for the rest of the summer to spend it with my parents. I know some people have literally been on this website for like so many years, and I just can't imagine that. I've only been on for around three, give or take. But it's been the hell of a journey. There have been ups and downs, but I'm going to college come this fall. My life is finally going to start. And maybe college isn't for me, but I guess I'll find out soon. I'm not saying I'll never come on again. Although I think that would be best, I just can't keep that promise. I'll still look forward to things you post on my page. Being completely honest, I'll always wait for my friends to post something. I can never let go of some of those things. But I'm for sure not the same person I was when I started on this website, and I'm proud of it. I've had people leave me, and I've gained friends. But the only person I come on here for anymore is you. I think it's time for everyone still holding onto this site to just move on completely. Now, that's not my place to say to anyone else, but I know you deserve a lot better than you're getting right now. Do yourself a favor and forget about the bad things that have happened to you. Not forget entirely, just focus on the real world. Because this really isn't it. What I had with you, and many others, will always remain real. But we all deserve to enter the true, real world, as raw as it is. So I may not get on for months, or maybe I'll be on everyday because I just can't help it. Last year I wanted to leave everything on this site behind so badly, but I just couldn't. And that wouldn't be fair anyways. But I think I really need to let go and let people move on with their lives. Some did, and now I need you too as well. You deserve that. Now whether I get on tomorrow, four years from now, or never again, I just want you to know something. 

In other news, I really love the full moon. I love the orange "harvest" moon. I saw one last night moon eclipse in Buenos Aires city, Quilmes - Argentina.

I turned what was supposed to be a short goodnight message into a book.Lol. But you always knew me so well. You know.

Goodnight. 

 

 

Ephemeral moments and eternal echoes

 

As the late afternoon fades into evening,
the sun sets behind distant violet hills,
casting a cold yellow glow.
I sit by my window,
capturing the last rays of light to write to you.

For me,
the word "love" evokes the aroma of fresh ink
and the texture of soft paper,
like a newly penned poem.

At times,
I feel as if time pauses for just a heartbeat,
and the world halts its motion.
In that fleeting moment, I swear
one might experience an eternal existence.

I find solace in winter and fall,
where the landscape's bare bones reveal
its essence—the loneliness, the desolation.
Yet beneath it all lies an untold story waiting to unfold.
The sounds of melancholy resonate on summer nights.

 

 

And is it me or is this my special poem in a really long while?

 Enjoy!

 

Shining from Within

The stars ablaze within the depths soul.

You are like my star, 

glowing brightly in the sun's embrace, 

even your deepest beauty shines forth in the dark, 

when lit by the light within. 

 

Poetic solace

 

Take me to the lakes where tormented poets sought solace,
In their final breaths, where whispers weave through trees,
Where the winds carry the weight of ancient words,
And the waters reflect the depths of their pleas.

Take me to the shores where sorrow met the silence,
Where the moonlight danced on ripples soft and slow,
Where the night's embrace held broken dreams together,
And the stars above witnessed the hearts below.

Take me to the sky where nature cradled anguish,
In the folds of hills and valleys steeped in time,
Where the echoes of their verses linger gently,
And the air is thick with the balm of rhyme.

Take me to the sea where weary souls found refuge,
Where the quiet calm could heal the deepest scars,
Where the poets' pain dissolved into the stillness,
And their spirits soared beyond the distant stars.

Take me to walk the paths they wandered,
To feel the earth beneath my searching feet,
To find the peace they sought in their last moments,
And in their echoes, find my own heart's beat.

 

Okay I was in a really quiet mood and thinking about melancholy last night when I wrote this which is kind of odd... You'll understand why I say that when you read the poem....

 

Reflection

 

If I were facing the end of my life,

I'd pen the story of my days,

Sharing every joy and strife

With those who've walked along my ways.

 

I'd weave my pain into the tale,

And joys that made my spirit soar,

Hoping insights would prevail,

Revealing truths I once forbore.

 

For hidden deep within my heart,

Are secrets held in shadows' care,

I wonder, as the end imparts,

What price to share, and who would dare?

 

To see the soul beneath the guise,

The things I've kept so well concealed,

In those last moments, would arise,

The cost to have my life revealed.

 

 

It's a sad romance piece with death in it so i put it here.... This is the only day I have to post til on monday. Is grounded*

 

 

 

Renacer de la oscuridad a la luz

 

 

Perdidos en proyectos sin un fin

sin rumbo, atrapados, en un mundo ruin.

Rutina monótona, sin conexión ni calor

en la comodidad fácil, sin ningún vigor.

 

Reconocer tarde lo perdido, lo que han ignorado

todo desaparece con la llegada de un nuevo día.

En cambio, yo veo un amanecer nuevo en mi vida

luz envolvente, sigue brillando la esperanza mía.

 

La primavera llega, la oscuridad se va

aprendo y sonrío, mi vida está llena de paz.

Aunque no todo sale como es planeado

escuchando y conectando, el corazón se calma.

 

La experiencia no fue en vano, se atesoraba. 

encontrando nuevos significados, sin temor reinaba.

Listos para ser feliz, y en cada abrazo

con pasos vehementes, fortalecer lazos.

 

 

 

Sé que hace tiempo no escribo ni publico nada. Con este poema, me hago presente, como los viejos tiempos.

 

 

 

 

 

Transitando por caminos conocidos

 

Aún sigo intentando transmitir 

lo que no se puede decir ni describir, 

explicar lo inexplicable, 

algo profundo, que solo al sentirlo se puede ver.

Arraigado en lo más hondo de mi esencia, 

es una verdad que trasciende la conciencia. 

Solo se experimenta, no se puede explicar, 

es mi alma, mi espiritu, mi sentir, mi forma de amar.

 

 

 

Creating oneself is finding oneself

"Life isn't about finding yourself
Life is about creating yourself"

Today I charged my Nikon and took proper photos, for the first time.

A plea for more beauty

 

I yearn for additional instances basking in moonlight, savoring sunsets, and beholding the beauty of clouds; for more delicate flowers nestled amid book pages, more affectionate notes inscribed on candy wrappers and ticket stubs, more gentle kisses on the forehead, and more exaltation of the everyday, discovering splendor in the ordinary, I earnestly implore.

 

Watching the moon light outside my window and this came to me.... I haven't been sleeping well so yeah... I've been writing a lot...

 

The space between night and dawn

 

In the whispering hours where shadows play,
Between full night and the birth of day,
When the sun bids the world goodnight,
I wonder, from where comes this light?

As dawn begins her slow ascent,
The stars retreat, their brilliance spent.
A pastel canvas spreads its wings,
Whispers of light that morning brings.

And when the sun dips low to rest,
In the cradle of the western crest,
The sky ignites in a fiery glow,
A final poison kiss before shadows grow.

The light that lingers, soft and thin,
Is it from within?
Molecules dance in the cooling air,
Spreading the sun’s farewell everywhere.

A tender veil, neither dark nor bright,
Guides me gently from night to light.
In these moments, serene and fleeting,
my wishes and the sky are meeting.

So, in the spaces between night and dawn,
Or evening's glow and night’s dark yawn,
I find the answer in the softest ray,
Reborn at the close of day.

 

This is one of my favorite poems! Again written about a month ago and well at the time I was having some problems but for the most part those are solved but yeah I'm rambling enjoy the poem.

 

Yep, for a week - I am a very spoiled child

I think God is looking upon me with benevolence this month.

Today is my birthday and i'm very glad 

that some of you remembered it!

I got me a portion of good gifts for my birthday.

So to every one that faves it - My greatest appritiation!!

I am still in awe....  

and will probably be so for manya more days!!

But i'm happy!! So Happy!!
I hope that more achievements to come.
GOD BLESS US ALL.

 

 

 

The writer's heartfelt journey

 

Feeling profound emotions has always been my essence, at the core of my being, driving me to become a writer. At times, these intense emotions require an outlet,  a place to reside.

 

 

Más allá del tiempo y la vida misma

 

 

Es en este instante cuando mi mente se llena de mil pensamientos,
consciente de la importancia de momentos compartidos,
como si el tiempo fuera eterno, mi alma se envuelve en melancolía.

Hay tanto que quisiera regalarte,
pero la realidad esta en declive y me impide hasta el más humilde obsequio.
¡Te amo tanto! Lo repito, lo susurro,
un millón de veces, demostrando que este amor no es fugaz.
Nada en este mundo alcanzaría
para mostrarte cuánto te amo y cuánto te necesito para vivir.
Pero el amor no se mide,
vivir de esa forma solo nos hundiría mas.

Por eso, con todo mi ser, te entrego lo más valioso que tengo.
Te doy mi alma, mi esencia más pura,
lo más cercano a Dios,
porque sé que algún día, en el cielo, seremos uno.
Te doy mis pensamientos, mis más profundas y auténticas ilusiones,
fuente infinita de inspiración,
y al tenerlas, sabrás que siempre fuiste el único en mi corazón.

Te doy mi esperanza, luz inextinguible,
con ella, nada será imposible de alcanzar.
Te doy mi vida entera, con momentos, risas y lágrimas,
que, al conocerlas, valorarás cada instante.
Te doy mis sueños, expresión profunda de mi sentir,
la fuerza que me impulsa a seguir.

Y sobre todo, te entrego lo más valioso:
mi amor inquebrantable.
Desde el primer día que te vi,
mi vida cambió para siempre,
y ese mi regalo eterno,
que permanecerá, incluso cuando me haya ido.

No quiero irme sin prometerte
que siempre estaré a tu lado,
para amarte, cuidarte,
por ser, merecedor de mi amor.
Y si mi tiempo en este mundo se agota,
solo diré:
"Te Amo, Gracias".