Una carta para los amores perros
Personas vivas mueren porqué quieren,
personas muertas viven porqué quieren,
todos quieren algo, todos quieren
los vivos quieren morir y los muertos vivir,
mueren amores queriendo vivir y otros viven para morir...
En fin, todo tiene una agonía
vivir la muerte santa o santificar la nuestra para no vivirla, mueren amores en las calles
y ahí mismo nacen otros con experiencia,
los que mueren no cargan ataúdes y dejan el cuerpo tirado en la cuneta a disposición de los cuervos, los que nacen con experiencia se llevan la esencia del primero, se adueñan de las alas y se van muy lejos...
Mueren amores en las calles
como personas viviendo la muerte, otros viven m...
we moved between crossed fates,
your feather-light feet
trespassing into my distant black hole world
you sang your song of the sea
to the dark heart in me made for
and left the dreamer in me exposed
I don’t regret it though, dear poet
you were the last sip of freedom in a dying glass
and I was thirsty to explore
(let’s drink to getting lost)
- ashley jane
When everything come to an end..
Not all closures are followed by a new beginning...
We are just sent back to the time..
To Restart from the place you just started...
The same you,
But not interested to start again..
Even with new path or a new narrative..
And with all learned and possesed stuff..
When does anyone doesn't like to be the same old you..
I've always sought peace in my life. The void in my soul, weighing me down. I wonder why it's so hard to find...
My peace, my comfort, both of them far away. Lost for a long time now, life feeling empty. People just seeing the outside, never even caring about anyone else. Maybe that's the reason why I'm never really letting someone see the real reason and telling them why I do things my way.
Been hurt one too many times, been abandoned one too many times, been ignored one too many times...
Once upon a time I heard a voice telling me: "It's fine, I'm by your side. Don't worry, someday you will find your peace. Then you'll know why everyone else left you because then in your ...
You're always with me
And I'm always with you
Let my warmth surround you and
Stay whenever we are apart...
It will keep you cozy and hopeful
In the days to come.
a sharp cut of light ricocheting
off chandeliers of crystal ice,
we follow its warning,
shards of frosted ink
scrawled across the sky,
foreboding written out
in this holy silence
telling of how darkness still lingers
in the hallows from where we came
hope is fleeting,
but we will not turn back
the stars are our lighthouse,
and they will bring us through
(like hope-stained constellations)
- ashley jane
My demons seek an angels love in a toxic world
where it's innocence was taken when my dreams dried up from imagination
As those role models I once knew were broken from the secrets a ring cannot shield
While my angels shifted into grey clouds & blurry visions
for my heart is still missing pieces that was never developed
My mind is scarred as my thoughts can barley form focus
Not even if a little liquor could help me miss her
I ain't perfect for my demons are demons & yet this angels love still cries for mines
As if it see good in me the world blinded so many years ago
All of a sudden I thought of saying so many things to you but as always I'm not able to explain everything to you the right way. Therefore, writing it here so that someday I can make you read this.
It's all started back in 2017 when I never thought you could be close to me the way you are right now.. not because of wrong reasons but for all right reasons. It's been a year we know each other well and still trying to do so. One thing I would say is that I never felt like this when I wasn't with you.. it's like you came in my life and started changing everything .. including the way I think, I perceived things, speak things... Everything.
I never felt so special for someone the way y...
If the world stopped would you finally be able to breathe
If your eyes sunk deep into your soul would finally be able to see
& find the truth in someone inner beauty
Or maybe if your angels begin to drink the liquor out your veins
would your dreams be revived from those nightmares built off pain
could you take the risks of turning those angels into demons
providing your trust in love hoping it’ll conquer over hateful regions
for we live in a world where are fears only grin
I wonder would those who live outside these ghetto walls be more fearful of a bullet or the color of my skin
“Dear lord” for a prayer is the only none judgmental place I can begin
Can you hear me?
Can you finally ...
I loved through millions of broken pieces
As I lived through a dream that was suffocating from my nightmares
Even the stars sleeping in the night sky I threw wishes upon
once believing those wishes would reach..could reach behind the ghetto reality I live in
I am damaged still moving on hope when even my angels lost hope in me
Drinking Hennessy my heaven is not looking for its own safe haven
So I’m left here praying to whomever will listen for my Lord grows tired too
The domain of freedom is a delectable delight if you can think for yourself, or it’s a dungeon for the mind that lost its imagination.
By being free, and staying free,
we are asked to do the hardest thing in the world - think!
Centésimo Décimo Segundo
Aos ventos, suplico:
Poderia me mostrar o caminho?
Talvez Ver, seja muito.
Quem sabe, um sopro no ouvido.
Peço uma rajada de revelação.
Um abrigo. Um lugar de paz pra alma, pro coração.
Esse é um grito silencioso, uma súplica.
Sentir, me faz Eu.
Também, pudera. Pedi para ser real.
Sei que foi pedir muito,
talvez me arrependa no final.
Venho aqui, me ponho diante de ti.
Leve-me até onde devo ir.
Sinto que serei útil, mas não sei onde.
Me faça o melhor de mim, onde estiver.
It all ends then maybe
With a decision of agreeing
To outer beliefs
The warnings and consolidations
Of being okay, of being right
Of being worthy to continue
It all ends then maybe
With a decision to let go
To be subtly harsh
Accustomed to oceans
Of denial, of hope
Of being able to push through
It all ends then maybe
With eyes facing front
To outrage once
Of disapproval , of despair
Of unsettling uncertainty
It all ends then maybe.
To Mr. Come Back
Why? I was okay, living my life, feeling your presence as just a friend, we were okay that way, or I was okay that way, no funny feelings were getting in the way of us... or maybe I just thought that there were no feelings because I was still blinded by puppy love.
There was a person I thought would see my efforts and show me the love that I deserve, but, I was foolish to spend years on him, thinking of only him, that I put my feelings... my real feelings for you aside...
I am now at that point where I can't deny the fact that I have feelings for you... and that is messing everything up with me, because, I can't destroy what I have with you now. I'm getting confused...
No te tengo, en eso estamos claros
Y me entretengo viendo tus fotos y no paro
De imaginar que te veo cara a cara
Te acaricio el rostro y te hablo la clara
Acercando tu oído a mi boca y susurrar
Que tu lugar en mi vida no se puede usurpar
Que desde que te vi por primera vez en retrato
Con el brillo de la luna llena hice un trato
Ese que dice que si logro conquistarte
Tiene que bajar y por siempre acompañarte
Y ser testigo de cada abrazo, cada beso
Cada vez que vea como a ti regreso
Porque jamás serás comparada
Porque a mi alma tienes acaparada
Porque eres viento que sopla y fuego que quema
Agua que me apaga y el amor que corre por mis
Soy cada vez un poco más tuyo y menos mío
It’s rhyme time and
I like that bright sunshine
Mixed with a few clouds
A welcome retreat
In order to beat the heat
Warm wind sweeps through
My skin sun kissed dripping
You lay your money down,
As if to say I’m your safest and surest bet
Intensity blazing from the
Got that shit eatin grin on
and that star gazin, fire blazin
Dreamy look in your eye
You wanna eat me like warm apple pie
I retreat without skipping a beat
You won’t give in or ever admit your defeat
Follow my lead much like a gallant steed
Fully aware I strip myself
Your loins begin to ache and become tense
You heighten my sense
What’s holding you back?
Is it the festoon of unbloomed flowers
Or the festivity of ignorance?
What’s bringing you down?
Is it the echo of those deep and shallow trenches?
Of forgotten zest and harrowing chest,
In a place, ignorant in its own embrace?
What’s pushing you back?
Is it the jocundity of a trivial lapse?
That blinds the eye of life so swift and unbothered,
Ticking breaths away and filling you with all the dubious worries?
What’s catching you amid subjective slaves?
Is it the alarming memory once drowned in the nectar of poignancy;
In the seas of vivacity, now declaring declining replete?
What’s trapping you in the senior halt?
Is it the isola...
Estive diante das vastas alegorias que o oceano evoca e dentre todo o dicionário de sentimentos, toda a lista de memórias o seu amor persiste em gritar por significância. A tua altura de alma ainda percorre a circunferência de meus intentos e quaisquer mínimas possibilidades de ser novamente uma sobrevivente dentro do profundo de meus mares devolve a mais autêntica alegria a este coração esperançoso. O ato de conversar com o que está acima de minhas capacidades ainda faz-se única alternativa para aguardar-lhe - meus pés tocam a areia mas meus olhos continuam fixos no Céu que, creio, ainda te devolverá aos meus dias. Ainda és oceânica saudade que possui lugar garantido para encaixar-se em meus...
to be free-
Why can’t we
all be such?
He wants to
Why? What does
he get from it?
We all want
to be happy-
To simply live
a good life.
So why can’t
we allow this?
Why persist in
Life is short to think about the things that SHOULD HAVE happened.
Life is too short to be afraid of people's judgment.
Life is too short to let unimportant people and scenarios bother your positivity.
Life is too short to spend time in 'overthinking' things.
NEVER let anyone and anything finish the battle for you.
Life is indeed too short not to be the hero of your own story.