2:53 am (Poem)

 

Not sure where home is, but I need to get there.

My business is heavy and sorrowful.

My soul is gloomy and despaired.

Is mom at home?

Is it true it is a haven?

My glass is empty, and I am sure the bartender hates me.

Why wouldn’t she?

I even hate myself.

The weather is harsh tonight, hell! It’s been for the past 8 months…

I’ve got just two more hopes left.

None of them are of your interest, clearly!

I ordered a refill, but no one listens.

Another night, another journey back to my hole.

Aye! (Poem)

I metaled.
I rocked.
I partied.
I crashed.

I boozed.
I coked.
I laughed.
I cried.

I wandered.
I sensed.
I caressed.
I snapped.

I moaned. 
I yelled.
I muted.
I died.

I denied.
I refused.
I battled.
I boiled.

I escaped.
I revived.
I looked.
I smiled.

I walked.
I cheered.
I winked.
I survived.

Mis Palabras

Palabras acechantes y de intenciones constantes.
Palabras carentes de caducidad.
Palabras cuya ausencia refuerza su tácita presencia.
Palabras prestadas.
palabras hurtadas.
Palabras que retumban en cerebros ajenos.
Palabras frías.
Palabras feas.
Palabras largas como aullidos en la noche.
Palabras que no fluyen.
Palabras que aguardan.
Palabras que me consumen.
Palabras mias.

Tea Time (Poem)

Sadness stands by my side, waiting to take a sip of the cold tea.
A drop falls from the table and a ray of light bounces on it.
Strangers' eyes look past my soul. They could not care less.
My family lives abroad and my heart resides in a cave.
Light bounces on everything.
Isolated thoughts, desaturated pictures, and hushed requiems.
Death can be so coltish sometimes...

2010 (Poem)

Years passed in front of his eyes as the lights kept on blinking.
Motherless creatures in the darkness await.
Burning sensations run over his blanket and the phrenic nerve cries in boredom.
The past went away carrying along all the childhood memories.
On 2010 the sun refused to shine.

Day 30 (Poem)

Uncertainty settles like a vulture, waiting for death to come to start their feast.
Empty thoughts and vacant efforts.Some words shows us the way and and some others will get us lost.The warmth is gone and Winter has arrived.

Naivety (Poem)

Each day that goes by we close our eyes harder hoping that monsters will go away. They never did. Loneliness is nothing but a mental state... and God an aspiration.

My Country (Poem)

The sea outside my window is filled with old sailors that were forgotten by their sins. A myriad of eyes blink simultaneously while the grapes get squashed with anger as the drunk man laughs hysterically. Nothing is sweet no more. Bitter is the country's cocktail.

Oh... (Poem)

Trapped by its own instinct the beast behaves as it should. No reasoning makes sense. Human, o senseless human... You'll kill us all! Human, o senseless human...

Close Them! Close Them! (Poem)

The view through the window hurts the poor man's eyes. Stay strong, they say, but the body decays. Pain subsides. A new way to bite into the day should be created. Yeah Allen, it was created long time ago... The deer closes his eyes tightly before crossing the road.

William Burroughs (Poem)

The sound became absence inside my brain. The cuckoo flew along with you. Don't blame me! Bill boy... The valley just went dry and the ants stopped marching to the old anthem. Life sometimes just erupts.

Absence (Poem)

Fast forwarding to a blurred memory until his eyes close with joy. The bridges are a way to cover sadness. Dark absence and even darker lingering. A house with no home.