shinigami thought XIII

As the sun goes down
Everybody is in town
At the opera, that’s were they’ll be
That is were I’m going to go, see
Everyone sang the same
No feelings, bunch of lames
Until I heard her
A perfect songster
She is the one to be heard
She was the only songbird
Her voice, talented and special
Her appearance was sensational
Her long blond hair, blue eyes
Her skin makes me cry
But she sang so pure
She was like the potion for my cure
She sang and made me weak
She is the one I am to seek
Beautiful eyes on where she sees
She even brought me to my knees
It can’t be real what you can not steal
So I went and told her how I feel
I was scared at first
Which made me feel worst
I felt such a worry
She was in a hurry
I thought she’ll say no
It was the only way to know
Her answer was a surprise
The we lived our lives with no lies
Then we lived happily ever after
That’s if the story ended to be shorter
We did live happy together
We did get married forever
She also kept her career
Which I didn’t interfere
I went to all her concerts
Every guy wants her which hurts
I never let it build up
So I kept it shut
That night I felt bad
These thoughts made me sad
I told her something is going to end wrong
She closed her eyes then she sang my song
At one point I felt good
Then I understood
Pain, shame I felt for her
All my feelings are gone for her
I graved my pillow, held it on her head
Minutes later, she lay dead

Thor secret I

In the dark caves of my mind, I fall asleep spending time hoping and dreaming for the truth from my princes.
Instead loneliness knocks on my door to come over and play knowing I’ll answer every time

Shinigami Thought XII

Hogar ese dulce hogar
donde anidó ni cariño
y mis caprichos de niño
rebelde para olvidar

Puro pasar con sentido
despertar con alegría
la magia, la fantasía
lo bueno de lo vivido

Eran los tiempos felices
maravilla de colores
verdaderos los amores
un festival de matices

Y mi madre tan amada
y tan franca su sonrisa
todo se fue con la brisa
y en mis manos sólo nada

De regreso en lo que deberia llamar hogar despues de un mes de descanso volvere a donde lo sueños no estan al otro lado del arcoiris
extrañare denuevo el pacifico... aquel oceano q le hace honor a su nombre donde solo puedes navegar y respirar paz....

Thor Confession I (for his lost penguin)

Alice cooper Die for you....
A HUNDRED NUMBERS ON MY WALL
SOME WITH NAMES I SOMETIMES CALL
I DROP A COIN AND WATCH IT FALL
TRYIN TO GET CONNECTED TO YOU

A THOUSAND HOURS ALL ALONE
MY SOFTEST PILLOW TURNS HARD AS STONE
THIS IS THE LONGEST NIGHT ON MY OWN
LYING HERE THINKING OF YOU

SOMETIMES I SHAKE MY HEAD
AND LAUGH TO MYSELF
ID LIKE TO START AGAIN WITH SOMEBODY ELSE
IM LIKE A BROKEN TOY FORGOTTEN ON THE SHELF

BABY, I COULD HAVE BEEN SOMEONE
I COULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN NOTHING TO DIE FOR YOU
BABY, YOURE GOING TO NEED ME
YOUD BETTER BELIEVE ME
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN EASY TO DIE FOR YOU

A MILLION MEMORIES FLOOD MY BRAIN
DROWN MY SORROW
KILL MY PAIN
WHETS MY THIRST FOR YOU AGAIN
JUST ANOTHER NIGHT TO GET THROUGH


ALL MY NEIGHBORS SCREAM FOR QUIET AT MY DOOR
SHATTERED GLASS AND TORN UP PHOTOS ON THE FLOOR
WELL, I COULDNT STAND TO SEE YOUR PICTURES ANYMORE

BABY, I COULD HAVE BEEN SOMEONE
I COULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN NOTHING TO DIE FOR YOU
BABY, YOURE GOING TO NEED ME
YOUD BETTER BELIEVE ME
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN EASY TO DIE FOR YOU

THESE CUTS ARE DEEP BUT YOU PLEAD INNOCENT
ARE YOU HELL OR ARE YOU HEAVEN-SENT
YOURE MUCH TO COLD TO KNOW HOW MUCH
YOU MEANT TO ME, YEAH

A BILLION TEAR DROPS FALLEN FROM MY EYES
BUT ITS JUST A JOKE NOW
AND IM LAUGHING AT YOUR LIES
YOU MAKE ME HARD AS ROCK
AND NOW I REALIZE

BABY, I COULD HAVE BEEN SOMEONE
I COULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN NOTHING TO DIE FOR YOU
BABY, YOURE GOING TO NEED ME
YOUD BETTER BELIEVE ME
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN EASY TO DIE FOR YOU

Shinigami thought XI

Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
To cast me off discourteously.
For I have loved you well and long,
Delighting in your company.


Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeves.

Your vows you've broken, like my heart,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart
But my heart remains in captivity.



I have been ready at your hand,
To grant whatever you would crave,
I have both wagered life and land,
Your love and good-will for to have.



If you intend thus to disdain,
It does the more enrapture me,
And even so, I still remain
A lover in captivity.



My men were clothed all in green,
And they did ever wait on thee;
All this was gallant to be seen,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.



Thou couldst desire no earthly thing,
but still thou hadst it readily.
Thy music still to play and sing;
And yet thou wouldst not love me.



Well, I will pray to God on high,
that thou my constancy mayst see,
And that yet once before I die,
Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me.


Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu,
To God I pray to prosper thee,
For I am still thy lover true,
Come once again and love me.

Shinigami Thought X: ...y Agost Vinoo y se Fue

Por primera vez un Post demora mas de una noche....
....pero con la misma calidad potrosa LOL........
.....Mi primer Thought inspirado por ti pero no en ti....

Y pensar de que ya paso agosto vino lleno de esperanzas y se va lleno de incertidumbres,llego lleno de seguridad y se la lleva.

Tanto esperar escribir y borrar para quedarme en nada para que supuestamente un blog de un mes tenga la calidad de un mes de noches en espera.

Eso es agosto para mi el principio del fin empieza la cuenta regresiva trese meses para el fin de otro año esperemos que septiembre tenga algo bueno...

Shinigami thought IX Geometric solitud

De cortantes aristas y cúbicos silencios;
de sueños triangulares
sobre un frío rectángulo de lienzo:
de relojes sonoros, cuyos ángulos, se abren
para que escape el tiempo...
...Y, el tiempo, interminable,
con todos los recuerdos entreabiertos.
Ya, sin ti, me confundo
con los otros perfiles, recortados
en el álbum nocturno.
Soy, una sombra mas, atada a un cuerpo;
una caja vacía;
un punto de tu línea,
perdida la esperanza convergente;
un globo que se extingue
antes que pueda haber tocado el cielo;
un alpinista en la pared del alba;
un barco naufragado que se rompe, gimiendo...
Ya, sin ti, soy, tan solo,
un corazón abierto,
surco carnidolido,
sin la tierna semilla de tu cuerpo.