Escuchar

Si pudiera transmitir a todos ustedes que mi mente se pregunta,

Entonces tal vez usted me podría entender.

Si sólo se podía oír cada palabra que digo,

Entonces, tal vez todo iba a estar en lo correcto en el juego.

Un breve grito, para hacer el truco?

No, porque todos sus balbuceos combinado son más que eso.



Por favor, dame lo que Vicente no había tenido en su vida

Déjame hacerte a escuchar mi sonido.

Déjenme decirles a todos mis temores.

Por favor, préstame tus oídos.



Me siento incómodo, como he recibido miradas en blanco después de un par de rimas.

Puedo ver murmura sin embargo, no he oído ninguna campana.

Parece que he estado viendo a la gente sin rostro.

Y estoy cantando delante de la gente sin orejas.

¿Soy sólo silenciado?

¿Podría ser que todos ustedes son sordos?


Por favor, dame lo que Vicente no había tenido en su vida

Déjame hacerte a escuchar mi sonido.

Déjenme decirles a todos mis temores.

Por favor, préstame tus oídos.

Until we meet again

The day have already found its night

The sky shares the same sentiment

Tears have already found its reason

As spring have left, and came the next season

The wind whispers a tale of a memory

A memory bounded by a limited mortality

Infinity is quite so impossible

As time takes you away.

Would our vision collide again?

That would be uncertain.

For I would go the other way,

While you would be in heaven.

But I would always be weary

Until we meet again

Tears would surely flow as you lay in peace.

cherishing the comfort of an undying kiss

The drum beat your heart

used to have has been silenced

into a grieving calmness

and unbearable pain.

Farewell I shoud say

It would be the end of a day

I don't know where or when,

Until we meet again

Would our vision collide again?

That would be uncertain.

For I would go the other way,

While you would be in heaven.

But I would always be weary

Until we meet again

This Dream

I had a dream about a land

of flowing juice and cotton ball.

Technically, a land as white

as an angel's soul.

Where sun rarely kisses

and wolves are free to howl.

I saw my footsteps register

as I began to prowl.

I had a dream about a land

as cold as Napoleon's heart.

Where the winds are inhospitable,

and life form seems so impossible.

I felt so alone as I walk to seems like,

an endless abyss.

But I careless as if I would never freeze.

I had a dream about befriending two white bears,

particularly, a him and a her.

We would be sitting on Frozen Earth

and sharing on a drink.

We would watch the Northern Lights dance

without a blink.

I had a dream about something so splendid.

yet I was awakened only to know

that my dream was interrupted.

I want to go back,

yet I can't find the way.

Sleep have already passed by

Could it mean it's time to say goodbye?

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I Just Wish

I wish I had the moves and the pheromones of a pro,

to make everyone see that I am attention-worthy.

I wanted to nail everyone's eyes on me.

So that I could make them see,

a chaos behind a tranquility.

I wish I could grant everyone an unending laughter.

Begins with an infectious smile, yet ends with a satisfying one,

after the crackles of voices have settled down.

That alone makes me believe I am within a miracle,

a miracle of a strange force called life.

I wish I could conquer the world.

yet the borders of my existence seems to lessen the possibility.

Still, my existence suggests he's more than enough,

to smell the scent of flowers around us.

I wish everyone's wisdom adheres,

to what my existence suggests.

I wish I had the wisdom, not everything,

but every time the wind of uncertainty demands.

I can't seem to understand the need to break a circle,

just because pride and hatred dangles from it.

I cant seem to understand the need to grow apart,

knowing that before,

we all share the beat of only one heart.

I wish I had the power to convince everyone,

not for self-centered intentions,

but for the healing of Jah's brainchild.

I want everyone to hold on to my words,

So that I may tell everyone in serenity,

the rage and the pandemonium,

caused by everyone's perplexity.

I wish I had the power to repair a broken bond.

To heal a broken bridge of affection

and a shattered glass of interaction.

It really bleeds me from within,

to see bonds of clay, torn apart in half,

because of belzeebul's favorite dish.

I could give up my own existence to see a bond reunited.

I wish I may be given opportunity to do everything I have declared.

If that time comes, then I would never budge to give

every single force Jah have strewn in my mortal body.

For I love to see a joy restored,

for eternity.