duminică, 28 octombrie 2012

miercuri, 17 octombrie 2012

Cruel Memories

I loved you so much
And yearned for your touch
Adoring every part of you
Sometimes your lacks too.
 I thought you felt the same,
But it was just a game
To prove yourself you were great,
Making me have faith
In the person you apparently were.
And somehow you could ignore
My suffering and pain,
My yell for help in vain
As I was paying
For what you were not saying.

Today, as I walk through the lane
Of memories I still feel pain
And I would give a thousand years
To forget my own fears...

 (By me...a long time ago.)

duminică, 14 octombrie 2012

joi, 4 octombrie 2012

Romance Sonambulo

Verde que te quiero verde. 
Verde viento. Verdes ramas. 
El barco sobre la mar 
y el caballo en la montaña. 
Con la sombra en la cintura 
ella sueña en su baranda, 
verde carne, pelo verde, 
con ojos de fría plata. 
Verde que te quiero verde... 
 Federico García Lorca