Sighs Deeply

It's precisely what 

I'm trying to do 

in these days.

Love Resembles a Butterfly

If you hold it too close, too tightly,  you can kill it.
But if you don't hold it close enough.
It can fly away...

Remember me

You, my darling you.

 In a way, you are my poetry material,

you are full of cloudy subtleties and

I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out.
 

You
Bitter and sweet memories.
That is all I'm taking with me,
so please don't cry.
We both know I'm not what you need.
But
I will always love you.

 

 

 

 

Really, there is a meaning to this poem. For a few days, I'd say, at least a week or two, I have been feeling very, I guess, I am missing so much...

 

Infrecuente

 

Cuando era muy chica no me importaba ver de que manera estaba conformado el universo a mi alrededor.

No me interesaba en lo absoluto ni tratar de entender y tolerar la porquería que lo rodea.

Pensaba... que no me servía para nada aprender algo que me hacía ver el mundo mucho mas complicado de lo que parecía ser.

Y no porque no quisiera, sino porque muchas veces no lo podía entender.

Simplemente, cuando los números se materializan en una nueva imagen, las sombras de mi entendimiento permitían a esa pieza cobrar vida realmente.

Fueron pocos momentos... muy pocos.

 

Never experienced a love like this

Those who says sunshine brings happiness 
have never danced in the rain.
If only there was something that i could say
to make the sun shine and banish the rain away
if there were something i could do
it hurts me to think
that you're feeling so blue.
I'll be your umbrella, together we'll stand
to weather the storm,
I'll be holding your hand.

 

Took a picture of a tree in the backyard, close up. Natural Light. Got a few shots with various angles and lighting. I really liked this shot best out of the bunch.

Fallen Angel's Lost Soul

The Hidden pain of the fallen tears.
Behind the smiles of the angels.
A haunting nightmare, of all the fears.
A world entrenched in torment, bearing all the pain.

Her dreams once held hope, wanting to be found.
Now left broken with ashes scattered on the ground.
A fragile heart echoes a silent sound.
As a frozen world begins to surround.

 

 

Okay a little bit mushy but I like it none the less. Poem still hasn't totally come true for me I'm still waiting but that's okay I know someday it'll all fall into place ...

Once Was

"In this world, there is nothing I want or need, except for you."

When you first fall in love, it's supposed to be awful.
Awful, uncertain, scary, wonderful, confusing, enchanting experience filled with joy, excitement and emotional connection.
All at once.
That's how you know it's real.
You have to care deeply.
Passionately.
That hurts.

I know this isn't my best but I like it anyway...