gone like *puff*

keeps cryptically speaking

nothing makes sense anymore

words are comming out

breathing in
sucking the energy and all it's contents

it's nothing but a strange language

can't quite figure out

and actually not feeling the need to do so

cause soon

will be gone like *PUFF*

transparent like thin air

vanish to then just come back

feels like a re-run

and i feel like zapping

tuning on another life-channel..

yo-yo

comes and goes

..

once upon a time

and a few more ones

the never ending story

that keeps hanging around
maybe there's some sort of attachment

that can't defy gravity

rebound everytime there's a touch

like a yo-yo

up and down

it has never known 

what direction will finally go..

ya.SI.se.ARMO! jajaja

i was surfing online and found this somewhere.. i laughed quite a while must admit.. not a pro-life-motto txt but it is quite funny 'tho..
indeed it represents an inside joke.. 

[ cada enero 19 desde el 2001 ]

Cada enero 19 desde el 2001

se celebra el aniversario de muerte de

Braulio (Babio) Arturo Echavarria Gonell
11-mar-1919 al 19-ene-2001
Inmortal del Deporte Dominicano

http://issuu.com/elgallo/docs/revista_pabell_n_de_la_fama_2005-1902

 (pags. 26 y 37)

 
a minute of silence in the loving memory of my Grandpa's death anniversary 

='(

te adoro Abuelito Babio!

learned..

algunos siempre hablarán de más

y sin importar que tan honesto uno sea, 

ni que tanto diga la verdad.. 

..a veces ni así se logra la paz

por eso a partir de ya:

que 'polta a mí!

celebrate the season

and at christmas you tell the truth..

BF- Who is it?
[Man's sign reads "say it's carol singers"]
 Girl- It's carol singers!
BF- Well, give them a quid and tell them to bugger off! 

Man's sign reads: "With any luck, by next year - I'll be going out with one of these girls: [shows pictures of beautiful supermodels]
"But for now, let me say - Without hope or agenda - Just because it's Christmas
"And at Christmas you tell the truth - To me, you are perfect - And my wasted heart will love you -
"Until you look like this: [shows picture of a mummy]
"Merry Christmas"

The man leaves, and the girl runs after him in the freezing cold. She leans forward, towards him, and to defy the happy ending every member of the audience wishes for them, the girl plants a chaste, almost apologetic, kiss on his lips.

She turns and walks back to her home, leaving the man alone in the snow on Christmas. The cold seems all too painfully apparent, now.

" Enough, enough now." he says to himself, as he walks away, back turned from where she was a mere moment ago.

Heartbreaking.

My.LiFe.AcCoRdInG.tO: Mario Benedetti

Muchos enviaron esto por fb hace un tiempito..i'll do it now. 

Using only POEM titles from ONE POET, answer these questions. Repost as "My Life According to (POET).

.-Are you a male or female?

"Una mujer desnuda y en lo oscuro"   
.-Describe yourself:

Tactica y estrategia
.-How do you feel:

"Estados de animo"
.-Describe where you currently live:

"Chau numero tres"
.-If you could go anywhere, where would you go:

"A la izquierda del roble"
.-Your favorite form of transportation:
"Ovnis" 
.-What's the weather like: 
"Ahora todo está claro" 
.-Favorite time of day: 
"Ayer" / "Hasta Mañana" 
.-What is life to you: 
"Lento pero viene" 
.-Your relationships: 
"Viceversa" / "Te quiero" 
.-Your fear: 
"Síndrome" 
.-What is the best advice you have to give: 
"Hagamos un trato" 
.-If you could change your name, you would change it to: 
"Arco iris" 
.-My soul's present condition: 
"Corazón coraza"

don't count me out

I never wanted to see it from the bright side

I didn't care, I didn't have the time

Life is too short to stop and look around

All I knew was that I had to do everything at once

Do this, right here, right now

Don't care if that's the price I have to pay

I'll worry about it later cause maybe I won't live another day

Why must I die

You're living, you're taking, you're giving, you're breaking

It's not enough you're alive and it's a misery

Can't take it, can't fake it, I won't run away and hide

Don't count me out cause I'm not here to sit around and rot

Don't count me out, it won't get to me

Don't count me out, I'm not here to sit around and rot

Don't count me out

I don't know where I'm heading, just know where I've been

There's no use fighting nature cause there's things you can never win

I don't look back, full speed ahead, I'll do it till my neck snaps

I don't have nine lives to live so I'll use the only on I ever had

Why must I die

You're living, you're taking, you're giving, you're breaking

It's not enough you're alive and it's a misery

Can't take it, can't fake it, I won't run away and hide

Don't count me out cause I'm not here to drown

Don't count me out, it won't get to me

Don't count me out, I'm not here to sit around and rot

Don't count me out

.-Pain

whatever it is you're feeling

is a perfect reflection

of what is in the process of becoming.-

-the secret

?

We have so many ways to send a message to somebody. To make a connection. In the old days, you had to put a bottle in the ocean or train a pigeon or set something on fire. God, it used to be so easy.

♫

You know I gave you the world
You had me in the palm of your hand
...
I just can't seem to understand
Thought it was me and you babe
Me and you until the end
But I guess I was wrong

Don't want to think about it
Don't want to talk about it
I'm just so sick about it
Can't believe it's ending this way
Just so confused about it
Feeling the blues about it
I just can't do without ya
Tell me is this fair?

Is this the way it's really going down?
Is this how we say goodbye?
Should've known better when you came around
That you were gonna make me cry
It's breaking my heart to watch you run around
'Cause I know that you're living a lie
That's okay baby 'cause in time you will find...

What goes around, goes around, goes around
Comes all the way back around
What goes around, goes around, goes around
Comes all the way back around
What goes around, goes around, goes around
Comes all the way back around
What goes around, goes around, goes around
Comes all the way back around
...
Thought it was me and you, babe
And now, it's all just a shame
And I guess I was wrong

little ashes

make me believe

make me believe
make me bend on my kees with laughter
make me lie to myself because it's all too good and i need some "real-life" facts
make me believe you're prince charming again..

the air filled with little ashes of past
little ashes of deep aims

oh, but
that decisition made without deep thinking

that look on the face made without deep analizing

and that hand held without a deep feeling

leading to misconception

either true or false
it's those little ashes

the air is filled with little ashes..

positive thought

Ser feliz no es cuestión de destino.

Es cuestión de elección.

La vida es corta, quiebra reglas, perdona rápido, besa lento, ama de verdad, ríete sin control, y nunca dejes de sonreír, por más extraño que sea el motivo..

Puede ser que la vida no sea la fiesta que esperábamos, pero en tanto estamos aquí, debemos bailar..

the keys to success

Passion

Drive
Grit

Porque algunos cambios serán mejor,
y otros, con el tiempo,
se demostrará fueron error de juicio..

será que con todo no es garantía
?!?

just hold me

Comfortable as I am,
I need your reassurance
Comfortable as you are,
You count the days
But if I wanted silence I would whisper
If I wanted loneliness I'd choose to go
If I liked rejection I'd audition
And if I didn't love you, you would know

So why can't you just hold me,
how come it's so hard?
Do you like to see me broken?
Why do I still care?

You say you see the light now
at the end of this narrow hall
I wish it didn't matter
I wish I didn't give you all

But if I wanted silence I would whisper

If I wanted loneliness I'd choose to go

If I liked rejection I'd audition

And if I didn't love you, you would know

So why can't you just hold me
How come it's so hard?
Do you like to see me broken?
Why do I still care?

Poor little misunderstood baby
No one likes a sad face
But I can't remember life without him
I think I did have good days
I'm sure I did have good days

So why

-Maria Mena ♫