Maybe

•August 19, 2008 • No Comments

Maybe the truth is
there is no truth at all.
No right.
No wrong.
No reason for things at all.

Maybe this life is
a mere coincidence
and all my thinking,
all my actions
have no real consequence.

And maybe no one is aware
but surely they can see
our truths are only transient.

Or maybe that’s just me.

Yes

•August 18, 2008 • No Comments

Today I’m ok
with letting it go.
But tomorrow…
you never know.

No

•August 15, 2008 • No Comments

Not ok.
Not. Ok.
Lately
I am not ok.
Can’t explain it.
Can’t deny it.
Couldn’t tell you
what’s behind it.
All that I can really say
is I am not ok.

Think. Feel. Do?

•August 15, 2008 • No Comments

Reason resides
within the mind
where synapses and neurons play.

Love lives
within the heart
in a chamber far away.

Action requires
the use of both
in a certain space and time.

But who will lead the way?
The heart?
Or the mind?

Or will they both desist
and resist their own ambition
to strengthen their domain
and bring it to fruition?

If the body’s biggest muscles
decide to just give up,
then what becomes of life?
What becomes of love?

The Daily Drug Game

•August 12, 2008 • No Comments

I need coffee in the morning
just to get me going.
A vitamin at lunch time
to keep things up to par.
Some chocolate in the afternoon
to get me to the finish.
And then I pop that Happy Pill
to keep me half-way sane.

But really
just one kiss from you
would probably do the same.

Bold

•August 11, 2008 • 3 Comments

Trust your gut.
No! Think things through.

I’m in love with you.

Timing is everything
and I don’t know when to speak.

I’m afraid.
I’m weak.

Conflicting advice
from the angel on my shoulder
and I’m not getting any bolder.
Just more uncertain
of what to do
and when.

Should I just be your friend?

But this feeling has migrated
from my heart
to my lungs
and now it will not let me breathe.

Are you in love with me?

INNEGABLE

•August 8, 2008 • No Comments

por cuanto trato de negarlo
o explicarlo al olvido
nunca me olvido
y nunca lo evito.

el amor siempre quedará.
incesantemente arderá.
aún con falta de razones
y sin manifestaciones,
un sentimiento tan profundo
nunca cederá.

hay que dejarlo aspirar.
hay que dejarlo ya gritar.
hay que sólo aceptar
que eso es
lo que es amar.

Doubt

•July 22, 2008 • No Comments

Who to confide in.
Who not to believe.
How to be trusting
without being naive.
How to decipher
the space between lines
and still not go out of
my overworked mind.
I feel like it’s not worth the effort sometimes.
It seems like the whole world is telling me lies.
But what’s really reality in front of my eyes
if life in itself is just one big disguise
for something much bigger than I can conceive?
In the end
does it even matter what I believe?

Lovers & Friends

•July 19, 2008 • No Comments

Logic is a friend.

Intuition is a lover.

When you have one
without the other
you are bound to get it wrong.
You see,
I knew it all along
that things were meant to be this way.
But I was worried about what my thoughts would say,
afraid my heart might not recover.

When in the end it is
a friend
who becomes the closest lover.

Masks for Sale!

•July 16, 2008 • No Comments

You say they’re
Buy-One-Get-One-Free!
And then you hand me
…three.
Things just aren’t adding up.
I’m not buying
your facade.