Freedom?

How to love?
How to cry?
How to live?
How to die?

You need to blend
You need to fit in
but you won't relinquish
You won't give in.

Oh freedom!
What it's worth?
If being free
hurts me so?

How to feel?
How to be?
How to miss?
How to bleed?

You seem to be
But you don't wanna be
Who are you to be
If You can't be you?

Oh freedom!
What it's worth?
If being free
hurts me so?

The Circle

As I walk this earth
I see cages for empty hollows
unanswered hollows of hate
that forever burn

Dusty souls in the way lie
They tear my heart
I can't stand the sound
They do when they cry

I see tired shiny lights
They shine so bright
They try to put down
The fire that forever lasts

Rusty Hopes and vane ideas turn
and lite this ever worn road
They do have a purpose
To make us shine, watch or burn

The Circle continues
The Circle never ends

Walk the path
Lead the way

Fulfill this destiny
that devoures itself
and constantly renews
our everlasting eternity

The piece

I don't want your simplification
I don't want your false understanding
I don't want your diversification
where we're all the same and we're all nothing

I don't want your sympathy nor your pity
I don't want your safety certification
I don't want your tolerance nor your mercy
All I need is as simple as integration

I don't wanna be taken care of
I don't wanna be polished to fit
I just want a space with my shape
And if there is none, let me out
and foresake the piece that didn't fit

English Pronunciation

This is great, try it!!

Perdón para los que no hablan inglés, es intraducible porque trata justamente de las "fallas" de las reglas de prununción del inglés.

TEST YOUR SKILL

Once you've learned to correctly pronounce every word in the following poem, you will be speaking English better than 90% of the native English speakers in the world. If you find it tough going, do not despair, you are not alone.

Dearest creature in creation,
Study English pronunciation.
I will teach you in my verse
Sounds like corpse, corps, horse, and worse.
I will keep you, Suzy, busy,
Make your head with heat grow dizzy.
Tear in eye, your dress will tear.
So shall I! Oh hear my prayer.

Just compare heart, beard, and heard,
Dies and diet, lord and word,
Sword and sward, retain and Britain.
(Mind the latter, how it's written.)
Now I surely will not plague you
With such words as plaque and ague.
But be careful how you speak:
Say break and steak, but bleak and streak;
Cloven, oven, how and low,
Script, receipt, show, poem, and toe.

Hear me say, devoid of trickery,
Daughter, laughter, and Terpsichore,
Typhoid, measles, topsails, aisles,
Exiles, similes, and reviles;
Scholar, vicar, and cigar,
Solar, mica, war and far;
One, anemone, Balmoral,
Kitchen, lichen, laundry, laurel;
Gertrude, German, wind and mind,
Scene, Melpomene, mankind.

Billet does not rhyme with ballet,
Bouquet, wallet, mallet, chalet.
Blood and flood are not like food,
Nor is mould like should and would.
Viscous, viscount, load and broad,
Toward, to forward, to reward.
And your pronunciation's OK
When you correctly say croquet,
Rounded, wounded, grieve and sieve,
Friend and fiend, alive and live.

Ivy, privy, famous; clamour
And enamour rhyme with hammer.
River, rival, tomb, bomb, comb,
Doll and roll and some and home.
Stranger does not rhyme with anger,
Neither does devour with clangour.
Souls but foul, haunt but aunt,
Font, front, wont, want, grand, and grant,
Shoes, goes, does. Now first say finger,
And then singer, ginger, linger,
Real, zeal, mauve, gauze, gouge and gauge,
Marriage, foliage, mirage, and age.

Query does not rhyme with very,
Nor does fury sound like bury.
Dost, lost, post and doth, cloth, loth.
Job, nob, bosom, transom, oath.
Though the differences seem little,
We say actual but victual.
Refer does not rhyme with deafer.
Foeffer does, and zephyr, heifer.
Mint, pint, senate and sedate;
Dull, bull, and George ate late.
Scenic, Arabic, Pacific,
Science, conscience, scientific.

Liberty, library, heave and heaven,
Rachel, ache, moustache, eleven.
We say hallowed, but allowed,
People, leopard, towed, but vowed.
Mark the differences, moreover,
Between mover, cover, clover;
Leeches, breeches, wise, precise,
Chalice, but police and lice;
Camel, constable, unstable,
Principle, disciple, label.

Petal, panel, and canal,
Wait, surprise, plait, promise, pal.
Worm and storm, chaise, chaos, chair,
Senator, spectator, mayor.
Tour, but our and succour, four.
Gas, alas, and Arkansas.
Sea, idea, Korea, area,
Psalm, Maria, but malaria.
Youth, south, southern, cleanse and clean.
Doctrine, turpentine, marine.

Compare alien with Italian,
Dandelion and battalion.
Sally with ally, yea, ye,
Eye, I, ay, aye, whey, and key.
Say aver, but ever, fever,
Neither, leisure, skein, deceiver.
Heron, granary, canary.
Crevice and device and aerie.

Face, but preface, not efface.
Phlegm, phlegmatic, ass, glass, bass.
Large, but target, gin, give, verging,
Ought, out, joust and scour, scourging.
Ear, but earn and wear and tear
Do not rhyme with here but ere.
Seven is right, but so is even,
Hyphen, roughen, nephew Stephen,
Monkey, donkey, Turk and jerk,
Ask, grasp, wasp, and cork and work.

Pronunciation -- think of Psyche!
Is a paling stout and spikey?
Won't it make you lose your wits,
Writing groats and saying grits?
It's a dark abyss or tunnel:
Strewn with stones, stowed, solace, gunwale,
Islington and Isle of Wight,
Housewife, verdict and indict.

Finally, which rhymes with enough --
Though, through, plough, or dough, or cough?
Hiccough has the sound of cup.
My advice is to give up!!!

Storm

Summer nights in pale rose
warm winds my hair blows
I can feel the storm is close
and then a beautiful silence echoes

The sky turns deep black
and i feel a chill in my back
while a lighting leaves heaven
and a thunder follows its track

Drops of water caress my face
leaving behind a shiny trace
wet fingers made of love
go thru my heated mace.

My cold body shakes and trembles
as heaven drops little angels
they hit the ground and bounce
and my ears hear the giggles

Beautiful rain that cleanses
all my sins and jinxes
gracious beauty that brings me
dancing tears of happiness

A dream of mine

Dreamer

Unsure of what tonight may bring

I let myself go beyond this numb skin

I see spirits of life all around me

And I feel within my soul a warm spring

I fear for my bare soul so fragile

But I run free so light mile after mile

I fear my other me won’t protect me

But for all my fears I just got my smile

Beautiful grace I found in this lights

And beautiful the glow that sparks

For I’ve found the smile that shines

So noble and powerful up in the skies

"Don’t fear, your soul shall not burn"

and though I feared I flew like a bird

liquid light wrapped my shiny soul

And the most beautiful sound I heard

Oh gracious light, my lovely sun

How sad is to see you fly away

Please don’t tell me you’ll be gone

For I don’t want this dream to be undone.

Y es español:

Soñador

Sin saber lo que esta noche pueda traer
me dejo ir más allá de esta entumecida piel
veo espiritus de vida a mi alrededor
y siento dentro de mi alma una cálida primavera


Temo por mi alma tan frágil
pero corro libre, tan liviano milla tras milla
temo que mi otro yo no me proteja
pero para todos mis miedo sólo tengo mi sonrisa

Hermosa gracia encontré en estas luces
y hermoso el resplandor que se enciende
pues he encontrado la sonrisa que brilla
tan noble y poderosa en los cielos

"No temas, tu alma no arderá"
y aunque temí volé como un ave
luz líquida envolvió mi alma
y el más hermoso sonido escuché

Oh Luz llena de gracia, mi hermoso sol
que triste es verte volar lejos
por favor no me digas que te irás
pues no deseo que este sueño se deshaga

Another Poem (this one's quite sad too)

The Man In The Mirror

He felt felt the mirror goin’ deep,

And drowned in a silent weep.

A world bigger than the one is real

Hidden under oceans of tears.

Forbidden truth beyond cold glass,

Crystal cage for all he fears.

The blue sun touches his face,

and his hopes fall in scales of grey,

As he watches the colors of himself:

A dream of a life that long ago fell.

Today again he sees the light

After eternal years of a cold night.

His frosty blue eyes observe

What after years of stone became a verb

The man in the mirror reflects

The cinnamon truth he loves and hates.

His inner-self first awakes

And his soul glows with golden snow flakes

Eager to live his beloved fears

As a virgin feeling her first time near

He reaches a silver shine

“freedom is now mine”

His heart beats fast

and the sun makes the moment for ever last.

He yields a knife of sharp blade,

and becomes the ruler of his fate.

He slowly opens the gray leather

Reaching for the warmth underneath the layer.

His icy blue eyes fill with warm tears

And he feels joy as he never felt in years.

Drop by drop the red river falls

And he hopefully watches it all.

He finally sees himself beyond the glass

And the hidden truth flourishes in golden grass

His teary eyes close al last

And the pain of being himself begins to pass.

Y en español:

El hombre en el espejo

Él sintió como el espejo se tornaba profundo
y se ahogó en un llanto silencioso
un mundo más grande que el real
escondido bajo océanos de lágrimas
Verdad prohibida más allá del frío vidrio
jaula de cristal para todo a lo que él teme
el sol azul toca su rostro
y sus esperanzas caen en escalas de gris
mientras observa sus propios colores
un sueño de una vida que hace mucho se perdió
hoy nuevamente ve la luz
tras una fría noche de eternos años
sus helados ojos azules observan
lo que tras años de roca se convirtió en verbo
el hombre en el espejo refleja
la verdad canela que él ama y odia
su ser interior por primera vez despierta
y su alma destella dorados copos de nieve
ansioso por vivir sus amados miedos
como una virgen sintiendo que su primera vez se acerca
alcanza un brillo plateado
"la libertad ahora es mia"
su corazón late rápido
y el sol logra que el momento dure para siempre
blande un cuchillo de afilada hoja
y se convierte en el dueño de su destino
lentamente abre el cuero gris
alcanzando la calidez debajo de la superficie
sus ojos helados ojos azules se llenan de tibias lagrimas
y siente felicidad como no había sentido en años
gota a gota el rojo río cae
y lleno de esperanza él todo lo observa
finalmente logra verse más allá del espejo
y la verdad oculta florece en hierbas doradas
sus ojos llorosos se cierran al fin
y la pena de ser él mismo comienza a desaparecer

A poem to get started

Memories of the Future

I remember dreaming of us

A pleasant dream of green

Fading sweet memories

Of a future that’s past unseen.

I feel your name in the warm air

And though I can’t hear it

Brings me back to my dream

And I gently fly nowhere.

I can hear the wind talkin’,

He says soon you’ll be comin’.

But I fear when you do so

I won’t be here, I won’t be waitin’

How could I ever forget you?

When I still ain’t met you?

Is not losin’ you nor not being near,

But never findin’ you what I fear.

Lover of the past that never came,

Singer of the song I never heard,

Lovely future that I’ll wait,

Fly back and undo what was never made.

Teller of the truth I still don’t know,

Carrier of the dreams that I forgot,

Take me back to the past we lost,

And kiss away the pain of my lonely heart.

Blind witness of the life that we missed,

Keeper of the dreams I had in green,

Tell the wind you ain’t comin’ to me

And I shall wait no more for you to be.

Lover, singer, teller and carrier,

Witness, keeper and caretaker,

Missing future of the endless past

Missing piece from the puzzle of my heart.

Owner of my hopes,

Ruler of my destiny,

Fly now and meet me back then,

Fly now and take me home.

Y es español:

Memorias del futuro

Recuerdo soñar acerca de nosotros
un placentero sueño color verde
dulces memorias que se desvanecen
de un futuro que pasó sin ser visto

Siento tu nombre en el aire tibio
y aunque no puedo oirlo
me lleva de vuelta a mi sueño
y vuelo suavemente hacia ningún lugar

Puedo oir al viento hablar
dice que pronto vendrás
pero me temo que cuando lo hagas
no estaré aquí, no estaré esperando

Cómo podría olvidarte?
si aún no te he conocido
no es perderte o no tenerte cerca
sino nunca encontrarte lo que temo

Amante del pasado que nunca llegó
cantante de la cancion que nunca escuché
amado futuro que esperaré
vuela de regreso y deshace lo que nunca fue hecho

dueño de la verdad que aún no conozco
Portador de los sueños que olvidé
Llévame de vuelta el pasado que perdimos
y con un beso haz desaparecer el dolor de mi solitario corazon

Testigo ciego de la vida que perdimos
guardián de mis verdes sueños
dile al viento que no vendrás
y no esperaré mas a que existas

Amante, cantante, dueño y portador
testigo, guardián y cuidador
Futuro perdido de un pasado sin fin
Pieza faltante del rompecabezas de mi corazón

Dueño de mis esperanzas
gobernante de mi destino
vuela ahora y encuéntrame en aquel entonces
vuela ahora y llévame a casa