D' Poems of My Life
Living the life with a piece of poem
Friday, 14 March 2014
My Queen I Will Die For - A Valentine Poem
Thursday, 26 April 2012
Two Souls of Happiness
Souring soul of dreamsRiched and living
To die in the edge
The moments here.
Thrumpets of seeds
I hear the sweet harvest
From the songs of
Your voices loud
When I'm home
I live in Heaven.
Two souls to live with
The loves dig deep
never gone fire out
From the fields of dreams.
Gentle affections
lies life of beauty
longing to come home
To hear your songs
My little one.
Two souls of happiness
I live in heaven.
Wednesday, 25 April 2012
Tube Zombie
At days work
A graveyard shift
Tube too fast
Too crowded in.
Filed up stations
With zombies
In queues.
Free papers
To read and
For the rains
Stand up still
Squeezed in tight
Breathe in mode.
Dont move!
Rush and running
Those lifts unstopping
Zombies moving,
Drained and
Exhausted
Same day
Next day.
What could expect
Too see dead
Moments here.
The life at work
Dreaming to stay
Home forever.
Where the life
Is there to feel.
And raised from
The graveyard shift
Passing London bridge station
Meeting Zombies
At war zone
Everyday zombie
Just to be
With my Family.
Wednesday, 22 September 2010
Today and All Your Birthday's
This season might be too late for 1-more dream,
And summer has gone from long overdue
Whatever season falls it all ends to you.
I heard the angels in heaven singing allellujah
The Westminster choir sounding lullabye,
I pause at drunkin man shouting hurray
Everyone's happy B'coz its your Birthday.
I might not be a song you can sing today
Nor a bell you can hang on Christmas day,
Neither a pillow you hugging all night long
Or an iPod you can listen your fav'rte song.
I'm not famous and rich like Enrique Iglesias,
Your H-ero for once but I, the one that always last;
To remain faith, inlove, devoted and true
Today and all your Birthday's right beside you.
Happy Birthday My Feunee!
Monday, 24 August 2009
Cuando Usted Esta I Se
Till I bow down to the last King of England,
And toast the sword of Monte Cristo;
From the thousand Isles of far east islands,
I will sail this love wherever i go.
Till the tides of season comes to end,
and the throne of men fall;
Till the world rise on judgement,
With this love I conquered 'em all.
Till the life's journey dim in surface
I Moved mountains and embraced;
Till all humors of war come endure,
I will be you knight and shining armour.
Till this eyes come to endless sleep,
And your beauty fades in grave;
Till my last breath and words to fall
I will be wherever my love go!
-- Post From My iPhone
Catching Train
Yet not fast enough to run and walk
With train too fast to pass the station,
I saw it moving forward fading gone.
Knowing one stop is coming ahead,
Fast breath still hangs as i leave;
As the next train slowly approaching
Catching Time is always my daily game.
I summed up the wheels of assume
Beating time is good to run home.
Cambridge heath is a dull station
Not to wish a wait and stay but gone.
I choosed to live day-work this way
Far from home and time to catch train.
Creating one simple poem like this
Tilll i reach Silver street i have to finish the piece.
-- Post From My iPhone
Friday, 3 April 2009
Mi Poema de Amor Inmortal - My Immortal Love Poem
The shadow of dooming sky and gloom,
Never think of turning back the face
Of time and years i will never return.
So faithfully stand beside your midst
and troubles of days to come and go,
Ramdomly attracted our far journeys
It might be there, still I’ll be here for you.
Does this remind of our separates lives
we’ve longed spent the years of longing,
with seasons that made us strong and wise
The love that molds us in years hidden.
El Viva Santo Nino! I’ve meet you in drums
The chemistry of feelings was so magical,
Endures the festival that brings you home
Staring your face so intensely vocal.
That starts my sun shining on continuely
the feeling of loving wretch and swears,
Married in mind and soul and eternally
Vowed to be with you as we grow old fair.
La esposa de cariño Angelical de mi vida!
I oath in tides of time and death beyond,
You are my strenght por amor destinado’ra!
Till last breath i speak, We will meet again!.
oh Funylyn, su mi poema más hermoso!