Sunset in Curacao

Vacation time.

Curacao. Escaping from winter.

ARUBA vacation

Finally I got the picture

Natural bridge

Alto Vista church

Sunset

Riu Palace rooms view

We had a well deserved vacation.

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays!!!!!

I wish a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all my friends from all over the world.

God bless you!

 

The touch of the night

Petals of night are slowly open

With Moon settling on the throne

One by one the stars are shining

Starting a magical décor.

Romantic night falls into dreams

With scents of natural themes  

Yearning after heavenly love

From the celestial seas above.

Burning desire try to escape

On the wings of a guardian angel

Dancing with love the night will end

Defeated by a madness pleasure.

 

Maybe

 

Maybe tomorrow will be better

And my dreams would not be shattered,

Perhaps I’ll stop saying maybe

 Thinking through a bottle of whiskey ,

Even when I’m playing blind

And do not like what I find.

I must have the power to believe

 Life is to be lived

And tomorrow would not be like today

Nor today as it was yesterday,

Everything depends on me

To stop thinking “maybe”

 

Feelings

Playa del Carmen

I have so many words to say

That I could string them on a cord,

To mold a dance, from a ballet

With feelings acting in accord.

  

I have so much love to share

That I could spread it in the air,

Compelling crazy tyrants to wear,

Compassion garb of eternal care.

 

I have so much tear to shed

That I could flood an entire desert,

To wash the martyr’s crown of thorns

Caught between the greedy souls.

I have so many kisses to give

That I could stick them on the letters,

To offer those that wish to live,

Desire thoughts that last forever.

 

The mystery of a verse

 

Late in the night, I felt asleep,

With my head resting, on the paper sheets.

Early in the morning, after I woke up

I started to recite, what I inscribed.

Suddenly I stopped, I deleted one verse…

That is not right!!!

What I wanted to write?

For hours I kept thinking,

To an obscure mystery,

Of an unheard little poetry,

Hiding deep in my memory.

Fighting with death

You fight with dead relentlessly,

And trying hard to spurn her.

I wish that death to die one day,

And life declared a winner.

Although at late she will return

Then you will not be able to avoid,

Embarking to a trip to heaven,

Leaving behind an endless void.

 

Afraid

Afraid

I’m not afraid of shady  fogs,

Solely about me and my evil thoughts.

I’m not afraid one day I’ll lose my desire

Only that my dreams will wither like a flower.

I’m not afraid of death as much as of life,

With the burden of sin, carried around.

I’m not afraid of what is to be feared,

Just that my luck would become real.

I’m not afraid that hate will conquer my core,

Only that my love will destroy the world.