"And here comes in the question whether it is better to be loved rather than feared, or feared rather than loved. It might perhaps be answered that we should wish to be both; but since love and fear can hardly exist together, if we must choose between them, it is far safer to be feared than loved."

Chapter XVII: Of Cruelty & Clemency, and Whether It Is Better To Be Loved or Feared
II Principe (The Prince) - Niccolò Machiavelli (1532)

valkyries of Völundarkviða
Poetic Edda 1893 - Fredrik Sander
Jenny Nyström

Charles Bukowski

Allen Ginsberg & Peter Orlovsky

Es maldad y toda la tristeza
porque si, sin causa ni motivo
pues molesta que estés, que sigas vivo
y el pasar que se llena de maleza

La existencia es un campo de combate
es la guerra declarada cada día
tan oscura, tramposa la porfía
y te humilla, te agravia, ya te abate

Mas habrás de seguir hasta el final
superando mil escollos del camino
aunque insiste emboscado el mas ladino
tus valores inmutables, siempre igual

Y padeces de amenazas, mil intrigas
triunfarás aunque seas minoría
el perverso ya dirá llegado el día
Si Señor, ya no más, como usted diga

Mil Intrigas

For last year's words belong to last year's language and next year's words await another voice. -Thomas Stearns Eliot

y en la primavera cuando el sol este cerca, tomare tus manos y te dare mi vida entera.

Release me as I want to be free. And even if I come down, I want to burn out in the sea.

Fade Away

I don't want it to fade away

I don't want to be the next phase

My God, what am I saying?

I just don't want it to end.

We're going down a swirl

I feel blinded with all these secrets

I want to go back up

I don't want it to fade away

I don't want to be the next phase

My God, what am I saying?

I just don't want it to end.

Please remove that image of me

It keeps on pushing me back

I don't know where to hold on anymore

I don't want it to fade away

I don't want it to fade away

But God, you're not giving me any hope

You've cut off my rope

All these secrets are keeping me away

I don't want it to fade away

But all I hear are judgments within my words

And spaces between our thoughts.

I don't want to be the next phase.

There's always a way back up

Reach out to me.

FEELINGS

FEELINGS

What do you do when your feelings are mixed up inside you
You try to be happy but inside your always blue
At times you'd like to cry but theres people all about
So you hold it back and try not to pout
You try not to think of the bad times you had
And try to be happy but inside your always sad
You know exactly what you really want to say
But you can never get it out to this very day
It runs about in your head both day and night
And it doesn't go away no matter how hard you fight
People ask "How are you" you say "good" what a lie
If they only knew you would really rather cry
No matter what you do it is always on your mind
And all the people around you are so happy and kind
You try everything but nothing seems to work
All that pain because of one little hurt
No one understands what your going thru now
You want to live a happy life but you don't know how.

Judy

El Mejor Sueño Para Mi

Las noches se me hacen eternas al no saber de ti. Y a ti, sin importancia, te vas a dormir.

Sera que estoy pecando al extrañarte antes de dormir? Porque siendo asi, me siento castigado.

Pero fijate bien, porque aun asi sigo aqui. Tengo muchas alas por ti. Muchas alas por saber al despertar, de lo que sera de ti y de mi.

Eres un sueño con huecos de tristesa. Pero eres el mejor sueño para mi. Y siendo asi, te quiero para mi.

Platonic Love

Have I ever told you
that if I sit really still and silent,
sometimes. I like to think
I can hear your heart beating
in time with mine?

Have I ever told you
that when I watch you speak to me
through lines and cords,
and bytes and ram,
I imagine
your voice,
whispering into my ear?

Have I ever told you
that I wait out each day
in anticipation,
wanting
only an hour or two,
just a second in space and time,
to feel close to you?

Have I ever told you
that there has been times,
when I ached for you,
ached for you so badly,
that the emotions overwhelmed me..
and so I sat and cried?

Have I ever told you
that sometimes,
I will reach out,
touching your name
on this cold screen before me,
wishing
I could reach in
and pull you to me?

Have I ever told you
that after the first time I heard
the sound of your voice,
thousands of miles away,
I sat up all night,
turning the conversation over and over
in my mind,
examining it,
like some newly discovered species of flower?

Have I ever told you
that I would give everything up,
just for one night
to be able to lay near you,
to feel your chest rise and fall
with each breath you take,
just to know that you are real?

Have I ever told you
that I dream of you often,
I dream of you reaching out
and touching my hand,
simply to let me know
that you are there,
and everything is okay?

Have I ever told you,
have I still yet to tell you . . .
that I love you?


-Unknown

When Fools Fall in Love

it hit me up from out of nowhere. i felt my spine shrink as each millisecond passed by. i felt a cool feeling within me, and it slowly warmed after. the anxiety became overwhelming and my heart felt sore. everything i thought about was puzzling together. piece by piece i feared it and it struck me. i should have known better. i always say this. i always see it coming, and i always fall for it. im just a fool. what was i thinking? when fools fall in love. they never get it back.

Pobre Verano

Un paso tras otro paso en el verano
yo sigo brincando charcos de agua

cuando la temporada mas brillante arrasa
y mis pies solo sienten las capas del agua,
donde queda el poder del sol?

el calor ya no es como ayer. el sudor ya no significa sed.

hoy veo las nubes mas grandes y mas obscuras.
hoy siento llegar las brizas del invierno aun mas temprano.

otro charco mas. otra gota mas en mi nariz.
me hinco y respiro el olor de tierra mojada.
volteo y miro hacia arriba.
donde quedo aquel calor. aquel sol. aquella iluminante luz que un dia me cambio?

las capas del agua han invadido el cielo. el dia es triste, ya las flores se ahogan.
pobre verano, al igual que yo, nos han dejado. nos han cambiando. y ahora nos ocultan.

Las Flores de Mi Corazon

cuando las flores mueren las dejamos morir. y cuando las ojas secas caen, las dejamos caer. al igual que una rosa o un girasol, funciona un corazon.

con dolor o sin dolor, lo dejamos caer. se seca de dolor y muera solo en la derrota del el amor. a quien le importa que se muera un corazon? a nosotros no. la fortaleza del el egoismo es firme. y al igual que una flor, siempre habra otro corazon.

en el jardin del amor hay millones de corazones. hay miles de sentimientos. y en el jardin de la tierra hay millones de flores y mas hojas para derrotar.

si nosotros mismos no podemos, quien nos salvara de la resequedad?

La lluvia ha parado de llorar y el sol se ha convertido en un cobarde.

SUNDAY

They say a man always reflects on life when being on the verge of death. He remembers his childhood and sees a clearer picture of his surroundings. Everything becomes instantly brighter, and his vision becomes grateful. His senses become more aware and more sensitive. Everything becomes a thought.



Well that's how I feel right now.



When the exterior becomes mute and all you hear is your heart beat; you've become you again

Te Extraño

"Quisiera estar a tu lado para poderte explicar el pasado. Quisiera estar a tu lado para poderte decir cuanto te amo. Y quisiera estar a tu lado para enseñarte que si puedo estar de tu lado. Quisiera todo esto y mas, pero mas que todo, quisiera poderte decir cuanto te he extrañado."

A Poem To A Loved One

You are the most natural looking of them all.
You are strong and powerful.
I admire you every night, and I miss you every morning.
I drown my thoughts thinking about you, all of you.
Sometimes you're a pain, and other times you drive me crazy.
Either way, I desire you more and more each day.
You've taught me so much throughout the years, and
I keep falling for you each time.
You are the most amazing feeling and the most beautiful of them all.
I'm looking at you right now, and I'm falling for you once more.
Oh, how much I desire your taste on my lips.
Everything that I am now is thanks to you. Everything that I want is just you.
You have given me so much joy, so many wonderful nights.
All the pain I've ever felt you have numbed it.
You're too good.
My obsession for you is killing me. Sometimes you hurt me, but then you know how to numb the pain away. I love you. I want you. I will have you once again.
Oh, Vodka, why do you do this to me? Help me, don't hurt me.