The Stars

I’d look at the stars
If I only knew where to find them.
This lonely night is so, so cold.
My breath just clouds my view.
My footsteps echo on the empty pavement.
The sable palms filter the yellow street lights
And their grey fronds sing a sad song in the wind.
I can’t stop the pain of this emptiness
When there’s nobody here to hold me.
I sit in the sand on the side of the bay
And listen to the water.
Why don’t I know who I am anymore?
The things I worked so hard to find
Are the only things I’ve ever lost.
The things I’ve held on to so tight
Are the only things I’ve ever lost.
The people I love and care for most
Are the only ones I’ve ever lost.
The city lights on the black bay
Are so beautiful,
But I just wish I could find the stars.

Los narcisos y la charca

This is a sonnet that i wrote for my Spanish Literature class. I'm posting the original followed by the translation. (Note: daffodil is a type of narcissus flower)

Contando estrellas esta noche pura,
yo veo a algunos altozanos cubiertos
de narcisos amarillos, abiertos,
mirándose en alguna charca oscura.

¡Qué triste que perdieron la dulzura
de vida siendo seres tan inciertos!
Tan vanos que son que a aislados desiertos
han ido hasta incierta punta futura.

Es verdad que ellos son muy bonitos.
Mirarlos en la charca me ha atrapado;
Me condenan por ignotos delitos.

Veo a mi rostro humano avergonzado
cambiar en vanas flores en ramitos.
Mi propio reflexión me ha dejado.
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Counting stars on this pure night
I see some hills covered
with daffodils yellow, open
looking at themselves in some dark pond.

How sad that they lost the sweetness
of life being beings so uncertain!
So vain that to isolated deserts
they've gone until some unknown future time.

It's true that they are very pretty.
Looking at them en the pond has trapped me;
They condemn me for unknown crimes.

I see my shamed human face
change into vain flowers on stems.
My own reflection has left me.

Your Star (4/17/08)

When days grow short and nights grow long

Look up and find a star.

A star that will shine down on you

No matter where you are.

Follow its light every night;

Let it take you far away.

And when you find a safe, new place

You can settle down to stay.

Then the sun will shine again

And the soft breeze, it will blow.

And it will bring you happiness

No matter where you go.

And even when you feel alone

And you can't get off the ground,

Just close your eyes and smile.

I'm your friend, I'll be around.

4/17/08

You

You came to me when I was alone.
I didn’t know who I was.
You smiled at me.
You kissed me.
You made me free for the first time in my life.
To trust was not something I knew
But I found it holding you.
The color of your beautiful eyes
Will burn forever in my mind.
Your lips so soft
And skin so smooth
I’m so lucky to have found you.
The fear I felt
Was unfair to you
But you loved me anyway
And I loved you.
Sweetly holding your hand in mine,
I finally started opening up
Like a flower facing the morning sun.
And though we’ll forever be apart
I’ll always hold you in my heart.

Moonlight

Scarlet moonlight in the night
Shining grimly, bloody, bright
Shakes the spirits in their fight
To end their everlasting flight.

Cemeteries hold no grave
Containing the hearts of the brave
Content in having tried to save
What little peace their short lives gave.

Though I thought I could survive,
There’s no way to get out alive.
Then into fire we all drive
And into fear we all will dive.

Bloody moonlight shining down
Bathing Earth in ghostly gown
Bright blue irises turning brown
And peasants wearing kingly crown.

Corpses blessed by cursed priests
Casting eyes on sun sets in the east
Crying babies cared for by the beast
Will cry until their days have ceased.

Moonlight shining down on me
Where I, now blind, will never see
The benefits of being free.
That’s something that I’ll never be.

The Beach (7/8/07)

I will watch the sun set. Yes! One more time
Before I go away from this beach of mine.
The yellow sand is growing old
And the once-blue water is growing cold.
Along the shore, a little, will I walk
And listen to the seagulls talk.
But then the big waves will come crashing down
And send them flying all around.
And under the moon, should I get lost on my way
Maybe on that lonely beach my body will stay.
But I won’t wait for night to come to an end,
For then another day would begin.
And lost and scared, to that lonely beach confined
I would lose what little is left of my mind.
I will follow the stars away from the sea,
Although the sea will call for me.
And never again will I sit on that beach
Where upon me the waves come crashing down.

7/8/07

The Wind's Song

I often lie alone at night
And listen to the breeze.
It sings such a sad and lonely song
As it passes through the trees.
A tired song of confusion and fear
Of deeds done so long ago
That sounds through the night skies
No matter where you go.
Sometimes it howls so angrily
And strips off all the leaves;
Much like the old oaks in the woods
My own heart rocks and heaves.
Will I not ever sleep again?
Will the wind's song never be silenced?
Or will the night keep it pleading
To from the darkness be free?