Up in the clouds
Only white fluff and blue skies
Can see me, hear me ask.
How was everyone?
What happened?
Had it been a dream?
That it’s over for now?
A brief respite.
A single moment offered
By the Lord above
Away from this craziness
Of what we know before,
And always will be.
Life.
All my life
I have waited.
Endless days
For that someone.
Will it happen?
Accept me?
Or will I have to
Go to other lengths?
Perhaps…
I am not meant
To remain here.
So I will
Shed my skin.
Leave this place
For a new beginning.
a lonely heart will always yearn for release.
©Alexander on Facebook
Soft bed…
Fluffy pillow…
Warm blanket.
Looks lovely!
So…
Diving in…
Snuggling tight…
Goodnight sweet world.
See you tomorrow.
Time…
Yet and again it came.
A part of the year.
Spring.
And yet…
What does a heart yearns?
As others find their calling
Will they remain?
Somehow…
Changes are done
Yet…
The cherry blossom…
Will bring us back
To the time lost
For eternity…
©Alexander on Facebook
©konnexi on deviantArt
Wrote some ramblings this afternoon. Didn’t expect it to turn out nicely. I remembered something that sounded similar to this, yet I can’t remember the source…so this doesn’t make it 100% original though (Memory work, duh). Poem? I’m not sure. Song? Also not sure. You decide the genre: poem or song. Also, suggest me a better title than the one above. Comments are greatly encouraged. If you asked me the source , don’t bother asking, for I DON’T REMEMBER!!!!
I’m lost without a star
To guide my wandering heart.
But now there are two lights.
I can’t choose what to sing.
Do I sing what I have sung before?
Do I play what I have never played?
My heart loves both, just in different ways.
Lost at sea with no guide,
Drifting with shreds of two charts.
To blissfulness both leads.
My song lost between two souls.
Do I sing what I have sung before?
Do I play what I have never played?
My heart loves both, just in different ways.
My first take in writing poetry in Spanish. Used a translation program to aid me. This came from my Facebook notes. Enjoy 
Spanish:
La vida es bella
Muchas cosas cambian
Y muchas cosas permanecen constantes
El ciclo de nunca acabar
Lugares …
Nunca se termina el movimiento …
Siempre.
La gente …
Vidas nuevas todo el tiempo …
Recuperar el futuro los nuevos ‘.
La madre naturaleza ….
Siempre hermosa …
Cambios …
El fuego es la ira
La lluvia durante la tristeza
Sol de la felicidad
Viento como la paz
Nosotros …
el cambio como la gente …
Una cosa sin embargo nunca lo hace …
Amor.
De mayo de esta semilla …
Vivir para siempre.
