tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53682572011-04-21T22:29:43.008-07:00La Poesia Interna del HongoRead this, and you read my words... kind of obviousJuanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comBlogger461100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1093066885661725382004-08-20T22:39:00.000-07:002004-08-20T22:52:30.286-07:00Broken Moon
The beauty of the dark sky
has torn apart in pieces
the amazing creation by God
the Astonishing destruction by men
she doesnt even put fight
was the end of her eternal peace
the amazing reflection of God
The eternal jelaousy of men
Her eyes, who cried of joy once
now cry with pain and suffering
her lips, who kiss our souls once
now scream in constant silence
her arms, that held us Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092723464284279012004-08-16T23:14:00.000-07:002004-08-16T23:17:44.283-07:00La Melancolia de los Dias
El futuro no es lo mismo que mi padre predico
solo reina el dinero, la culpa y confusion
EL futuro no es lo mismoque mi madre anhelo
solo deambula muerte, droga y destruccion
me disculpo, con mi padre, con mi madre y con mi dios
pero no necesito que alguien sufra mi dolor
talvez termine muerto, talvez se acabe este ardor
o talvez solo viva mas que cuando el antiguo yo Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092589732212713072004-08-15T10:07:00.000-07:002004-08-15T10:08:52.213-07:00The Butterfly's Anarchy
The Butterflies declare themselves in Anarchy
No more flights across the ocean, now they want to swim
The Beauty of their wings is not enough to be happy
They want to talk like humans, they want to run like deers
They want to feel the worl like other animals do
Loving their ideals, is the the only love they feel
They want desperatly to love like the human kind
Anarchy of Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092585914253467742004-08-15T08:54:00.010-07:002004-08-15T09:40:44.416-07:00Dark Fallen Angel Part.1
Dark Eyed Beauty Woke Up TonightGothic Memories Flashing to Her MindCame to My Life to Sing in my HallCosmic Dust is Cleaned for her SightDecided Soul for Everything to FindJust to Make Her Forget Why she Fall
Good Bye Dark Eyed BeautyForget Me Soon or you Never PrevailGood Bye Dark Fallen AngelReturn to Your Sanctuary to Obey Your God Again
We Dont Speak of Your Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092585535142363582004-08-15T08:54:00.009-07:002004-08-15T09:37:40.516-07:00Dark Fallen Angel Part.2
I was Petrified By the piercing black eyes of the dark angel that wanders in the night
like a gathering storm she wanders near to melooking to an eyewho can see her without bleed
Crying out Loud She is Crying Out LoudThe tenderness she is waiting for will never be around
she cant find a way out she wont find a way out the exit of the mazewas closed by her shout
She beginsJuanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092587596525306742004-08-15T08:54:00.008-07:002004-08-15T09:33:16.526-07:00Vampire's Poem
Creative Sense of touch and natural desire
feel the jokers and the queens dance
Tenacious feelings and adventure spirit
see the knights and the kings sing
I'm going to leave all up to you
if you want to leave this journey
you'll have to cut your heart in two
Relax, is an antivirus for your soul
its an ecletic music to your ears
Calm, is Antivioelence for your heart
its a Danger Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092587461791277792004-08-15T08:54:00.007-07:002004-08-15T09:31:01.790-07:00Sadness
The Amusing sound of your constant sorrow
the bittersweet taste of your sadness tears
Makes the pain something so small and useless
Makes your inner beauty Raise to surface
Sadness, The Most painful feeling
The Most Powerfull one
The Sarcastic sound of your whispers
the tenderness of your chastity belt
Make the love something so small and useless
makes your inner anger raise to Outer Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092587339147446722004-08-15T08:54:00.006-07:002004-08-15T09:28:59.146-07:00Love/Hate
Hate is Maleable, Is the Less Weak Enemy of Love
Is the one that makes you proud of your strenght
Is equally strong than your only pride
Hate and Love, Fire and Water
The Opposite of Tenderness
The Dawn of your Rage, The Dusk of your Head
Love is Undestructible, Is the Strongest enemy of Hate
Is the one that makes you doubt of yourself
it's stronger than your only pride
Love and Hate,Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092586972059638352004-08-15T08:54:00.005-07:002004-08-15T09:22:52.060-07:00Edge
Standing in the corner of the roof
Looking at the floor, it seems so full
of steps and steps of anonymous souls
while little by little i open my hole
Fall into the gates of death
Feeling the Truth
Looking all my life step by step
Stoping the Growth
When i realize i can no longer shout
Destroying the Youth
Now i can see life clear and bright
Jump, one step further to my fate
Feeling real Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092586810150408842004-08-15T08:54:00.004-07:002004-08-15T09:20:10.150-07:00Ode to a Wicca
Shine in my Eyes, Light of the Moon
Reveal to me the secrets of life
as i put all my faith in you
the power of your faces will kill all my fright
make me a believer of the force of nature
make a believer of the Power of my mind
Shine in my Skin Light of the Sun
Show me the way to be totally in peace
i've played under your eyes and had fun
the warmth of your rays will kill all my Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092586683500780312004-08-15T08:54:00.003-07:002004-08-15T09:18:03.500-07:00Prisoner
Your mind is inside four walls
Like a jungle Lion, you used to be free
But when the hunter wants you close
you, no fight you give
Your Heart is in a Cage of gold
Screaming and Kicking to go back to your soul
Your Life is now a prisoner of a Human Heart
But, your heart is a prisoner of the sky
Your Heart is between three Swords
Like the vulnerable deer in hunting season
when you think Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092586553522979292004-08-15T08:54:00.002-07:002004-08-15T09:15:53.526-07:00Hell & Heaven
Demons and angels live in peace in our Heads
Immaculated conception of the strongest messiah Ever
Open the gates of the human salvation, Lust
Sarcasm and ego rule the land of futuristic Love
Everyone will suffer, but the pain they'll Adore
Soffocation, a pleasure considered as Nullification
Youth will be the distant past as we all Die
Is the planet earth, where hell & heaven Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092586301699226322004-08-15T08:54:00.001-07:002004-08-15T09:11:41.703-07:00Painkiller
Can i take this pill?
will it really make me forget?
i will not be afraid for a while
but later all the problems will be there
can i take this ride?
will it take me far?
i'll be far away from the problems in my mind
but when the ride stop i'll be back inside
Anything i drink, anything i take
will make me smile but wont make me wake
anything i do, anything i kiss
will make me smile Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1092586170923936092004-08-15T08:54:00.000-07:002004-08-15T09:09:30.923-07:00Us
Falling stars crashing in our heads
bleeding roses of black oil
is not a question of morality
is just the graphic expression of us when we boil
Self centered destroyer earthquakes in our feets
growing clouds full of darkness and acid rain
is not a clue of our priority
is just the graphic expression of our pain
Chaotic riots of screaming babies
Invisible jails that don't let us free
is not Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1090697375985875272004-07-24T12:28:00.000-07:002004-07-24T12:29:35.986-07:00ABSOLUTION
My Time is Running Out, i dont know what to do, im suffering the Stockholm Syndrom, and the only thing that come out from my mouth is the sound when i Sing for Absolution, i was a witness of the battle between Butterflies and Hurricanes, was so Endlessly and it was so full of Hysteria, i want it to stop i said "Apocalypse Please", but one of the soldiers give The Small Print of a Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1086978047702689322004-06-11T11:19:00.000-07:002004-06-11T11:20:47.703-07:001104/0203
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Close the Window
I Dont want to Look Outside
Awesome Blue Sky
Will Turn Red by the Homicides
Death, Kill, Enemy, Thrill
Water Flowing from my Eyes
I Dont Want to be Outside
Make them Stop the Genocide
Pull the People
I Dont Want to see them Die
Take off your Gloves
Now is Red by all the Lie
Faith, Free, Serenity, Feel
Water Flowing from my Eyes
I Dont Want to be Outside
MakeJuanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1085505015785108492004-05-25T10:09:00.000-07:002004-05-25T10:10:15.786-07:00Desapareciendo entre las nieblas del amargo destino
La nostalgia crece ante el desvanecer de un aura
La tristeza nubla la alegria radiante de un alma
Destruyendo cada sensacion de calidez en un asilo
nacer, vivir, morir, el final?
nacer,empezar o continuar una mision
Vivir, accionar, lograr, percibir la realidad
Morir, el final o solo un paso mas en tu evolucion?
el alma ahora ha de continuar Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1084784041663216382004-05-17T01:53:00.000-07:002004-05-17T01:54:01.663-07:00Jamiroquai
Chapter 1: Emergency On Planet Earth
When You Gonna Learn that everybody is Too Young To Die?, release yourself from everything, dont stay Hooked Up if only one thin in life. do like me, If i Like it, I Do It. that way you will be prepare when there is an Emergency On Planet Earth. Live the life, dont stop, just like what is happening to me, Whatever It Is, I Just Cant Stop, is like Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1084711667273854272004-05-16T05:47:00.000-07:002004-05-16T05:47:47.273-07:00Hinomaru
As you fight against your inner demons
Wondeful ashes flies in the wind
As the rising sun shine in the horizon
Kabuki dancers plays in the dawn
Every touch you feel is her breath
Forever in the Sky the rising sun will shine
Reality and Dreams Become the same at night
Obey the words that your emotions shout
Misterious Revealed, The Dark becomes Light
Yesterday you announce your faith Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1084711631011768642004-05-16T05:46:00.000-07:002004-05-16T05:47:11.010-07:00Voces
Desarrolla el espiritu de tu propio ser
que llegue al mas alto nivel de apreciacion
Cuando sientas el mas minimo toque
Que ya no le interese ni el amor ni la traicion
ya la espesa niebla no interrumple su enfoque
Destruye los temores que no te dejan ver
Aulla el Viento, son voces no extintas de lobos muertos
Gritan tus adentros, son las voces no extintas de tus pensamientos
Asfixia el Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1071630977978821672003-12-16T19:16:00.000-08:002003-12-16T19:43:53.403-08:00Aztec Sun
Ode to Victor (Vikorn31)
Vanish the memories into the air, but we'll never forget
Instant Flashes of a rewind, the time has flew away
Can a piece of our Soul be Forgotted ?
Take a dim view of the idea of Ignore it
Of their own account will stamp your soul into theirs
Risking his neck for all of us, his Friends
Doesn't Matter how much time will Pass
How many aztec suns you watch all Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1068865948800290172003-11-14T19:12:00.000-08:002003-11-14T19:12:58.403-08:00Everything Will Be OK
Im so Angry now with Myself
I dont get it, how do i reach to this hate?
Definitions, Dictionaries, Philosophy's Books
Awnsers in my own Flesh, in my bullet holes
Scars Mementos, Reminding me my Mistakes
The Stupid Thing i've done to end with myself
Now, Everything Will Be OK
The Worst have passed now
Everything Will Be OK
"I Forgive You for all the Fight"
These Words KeepsJuanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1067235303862874592003-10-26T22:15:00.000-08:002003-10-26T22:15:08.796-08:00Unfreeze
just hear the screaming sound of silence, is the worst sound i ever heard,
the sound that brings the sadness, the sound that Vanish Hope
the annoying voices of the mutes, make me think in when i'll be gone,
the awful space of emptyness make me forget that i was strong
just feel the Cold silence of your soul, just feel his touch
someday you'll want my warmth, but i wont be close
then Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1064970777870516092003-09-30T18:12:00.000-07:002003-09-30T18:12:57.930-07:00Untitled
Silence in the deepest memory of a screaming child
Loudest Screams in the Voice of the mute man
The Light that Shines from the Eyes of the Blinds at Nights
The Darkness of the Lightbulbs that kill your Evolving Frights
Shine on the Alley, Light of my Third Eye
let me see the scary monsters that will knock me down
Burn the emotions and the Fear, Psycho Flame
No One will hear you scream Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1060136101305831082003-08-05T19:15:00.000-07:002003-08-05T19:15:01.290-07:00Radiohead
The Karma Police arrested me for being a Paranoid Android, only cause i talk in math and say "2 + 2 = 5", when i was in the jail, under a Church, the Morning Bells always wakes me up, every morning. my cellmate was Creep that always Sings the National Anthem, and a Underground Homesick Alien that love his cd of a Motion Picture Soundtrack. i was reading the guide about "how to Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1059945434677635272003-08-03T14:17:00.000-07:002003-08-03T14:17:14.660-07:00Hongos Invaden mi Mente como parasitos Sonrientes
Oscilando mi Alma hacia un delirio Creciente
Nostalgia del Pasado inunda mi subconciente
Guerra de Neuronas me confunden por siempre
Obedeciendo a los deseos paganos de mi Conciente
Subiendo a la superficie la poesia de mi mente.Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1059539383803686992003-07-29T21:29:00.000-07:002003-07-29T21:29:43.730-07:00Asfixia
Asfixiame, solo tu puedes hacerlo como nadie puede
Hazme Sentir dolor y sufrimiento atravez de ti
enseñame a no cometer cosas de las qe me arrepentire
eseñame a no herirte ni hacerte sufrir
Asfixiame, como solo tu puedes
el sufrimiento es mi castigo por hacerte llorar
el dolor es mi leccion por hacerte dudar
eseñame a mas nunca dejarte en tu soledad
asfixiame, quita la ultima gota de Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1059539223208418202003-07-29T21:27:00.000-07:002003-07-29T21:27:03.146-07:00Fobia a los Cambios
La gente tiene miedo a cambiar, tiene miedo a ser diferente o conocer algo diferente. La mayoria de las personas son conformistas, solo necesitan lo que tienen; pero, mucha necesita cambiar, sufren con lo que tienen, pero tienen miedo a perderlo, le temen a que al dejarlo obtengan algo peor. no lograr lo que quieren es su gran temor; pero, ¿le temen mas a no lograrlo o a Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-1057190504585377482003-07-02T17:01:00.000-07:002003-07-02T17:01:44.436-07:00My Muse
Dry Autumm Leafs falling from my eyes at night
Makes the blooming Roots of Spring takes me under
to the deepest point of the earth, the darkest
i can feel now the warm pleasure of the core
Hear me, take all this happyness out of my heart
you say you can choose, but i cant be an option
i want my sadness, i want that emotion
Sadness is my muse, Tears are my art
make me cry, make me cry
Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-959272342003-06-22T16:45:00.000-07:002003-06-23T09:56:37.000-07:00Peasant's Dream
Wake up, she said to me in my face
i didnt understand what was happening
then i realize the pathetic action i was doing
Do i was really wrong all this time?
i dont know what to think about
the desperate need of afection left me blind
i couldnt see what i was doing
then she opened my shutted eyes with a true
or it was a lie? i have no idea, i didnt understand
She said to me, thatJuanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-958833162003-06-20T20:53:00.000-07:002003-06-21T11:27:42.000-07:00
¿Que es esta realidad alterada por mi propia conciencia?
acaso es bueno ver cosas donde no las hay
no creo en realidad que exista el mundo perfecto
pero de todas maneras me gusta crear mi realidad
Aconteciemientos que no comprendo y los canalizo de una manera diferente
me confundo en pensar lo que es la confianza y lo que es la esperanza
la realidad que me implantan no es la que pienso necesariaJuanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-953921822003-06-06T18:16:00.000-07:002003-06-06T18:16:59.620-07:00Enigmaticamente me Destruye mi propia Conciencia
El Sueño y el Deseo de mi Infancia ya Muerta
Despertar entre Sabanas de Seda junto a otra Alma
Recuerdos que Los Desvanecen y me hacen Evitarlos
Dormir entre Conexiones Neurales a una mente en vano
Soñar con memorias de antiguos y futuros pasados
Que Ciegan mi Conciencia y Nublan mis Ojos
No me Doy ni cuenta de los errores que logro
Falsas Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-950434282003-05-29T11:01:00.000-07:002003-05-29T11:01:13.746-07:00Destruyeme sentimiento arido de autocompasion
es la unica manera como me puedes dejar olvidar
ya no recuerdo ni porque me has de ostinar
me hace sentir agonia y autodestruccion
Ya no se que Creer, ya no se que hacer
con solo pensar que ese deseo fuera verdad
Puede que termine confundiendo la realidad
No entiendo porque no se reconoce mi querer
Noticia o Rumor, no estoy seguro de lo que es
Pero Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-945120772003-05-17T14:35:00.000-07:002003-05-17T14:35:00.020-07:00Solitario Ambiente y seco aire, es lo que respiro de vez en cuando
No creo poder confiar en nadie, no creo que le importe a alguien
El Aura de soledad que me rodea cierta parte del tiempo
cada vez toma mas posesion de mi persona y me gusta
Estoy enamorado de mi Trsteza, pero la Engaño con mi Locura
una mascara de hierro que esconde mi emocion al momento
un Disfraz de espejos que refleja la Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-944254062003-05-15T19:34:00.000-07:002003-05-15T19:36:34.000-07:00Poder, Pasion, Creencia, Accion
La Sensacion de Poder, La Corrupcion de la Debilidad, Siente en tus manos el deseo de los demas
La Precaucion de Temer, La Ebullicion de Querer, Siente en tu alma que los pasos no van hacia atras
Poder en tu genio, Poder en tu vida, Poder sin freno, Poder del Suicida
La Perdicion de Amar, La fertilidad de Hallar, Siente en tu corazon todo el afan
La Generacion de Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-942118432003-05-12T09:52:00.000-07:002003-05-12T09:52:10.500-07:00I Feel so Calm right Now, I Fell i Need to Fall and be Down
The Air is Getting so Dry,The Myst in the Air Doesnt Let me Fly
The Weather is Getting Cold, This Atmosphere is Getting Bored
I Need a New Place to Fly Around, I Need a New Way to escape
Im Sitting in My Grave, Reading my Memories, Searching my Corpse
Digging the Wet Mud to Pull Out my Body of the ground
I Need a New Place to be, i Need Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-940822222003-05-09T17:49:00.000-07:002003-05-11T11:21:25.000-07:00Mentiras que se Vuelven verdad al Pasar de los Años en los que no se cuando estoy vivo o muerto
Asombros y Desengaños que se Convierten en Mentiras Psicoticas para Confundirnos todos, Teoremas de Filosofia construyen un Futuro incierto en donde la felicidad destruyen las Mentes, Espacios en el que uno no sabe como estar ni sentirse, solo vivir para arrepentirse de lo perdido, Nostalgia, Tristeza Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-940628242003-05-09T10:26:00.000-07:002003-05-11T11:25:07.000-07:00Ventana
He Vivido Mucho Tiempo entre Gente Hipocrita y Egocentrica
hay momentos en la vida en que me pregunto si hay algun pensamiento mutuo entre mi vida y alguna otra en el mundo, Tengo una Sobredosis de Emociones que Enfermana mi Mente, Emociones que no estoy acostumbrado a tener, un cariño y atencion ajena que no estoy acostumbrado a tener; Es algo que he Recibido desde hace mucho tiempo, Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-940140252003-05-08T14:38:00.000-07:002003-05-08T14:39:47.000-07:00Pretendiendo la Vida
Pretende que te Interesa la Vida
La Vida que Desearias que Fuese Destruida
Pretende que Tienes todo el Amor
Amor que sabes que Nunca Curara tu Ardor
Pretende que te Afectan los Males Ajenos
Males que no te Interesan y que Desearias tener Lejos
La Vida Consta de Pretender en ser Igual a los Demas
Consta de Falsificar Valores para que Crean que eres Igual
Consta de Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-940139002003-05-08T14:36:00.000-07:002003-05-08T14:38:13.000-07:00Creo que la Vida se Mueve como una Marquezina Desplazandose, Parte de un Lugar y Termina en Otro, Pero Empieza en el Mismo de antes, Creo que nunca Podremos Empezar de Otro Lado de la Pantalla, Solo de Donde Dios nos Configuro para Movernos, Hacia Delante y mas nada... Nuestro Presente no se Basa en el Pasado, No Necesitamos Ver el Pasado porque ya Paso, Menos el Futuro, porque aun no ha Llegado,Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-939415532003-05-07T11:34:00.000-07:002003-05-07T11:34:16.170-07:00
Mi Rostro.... Expresiones Faciales que Esconden una Verdad, Dos personas en una, Izquierdo es Derecho, Derecho es Izquierdo, Escondo la Verdad con una Sonrisa, Escondo la Mentira con unas Lagrimas, Nunca Soy Yo, Siempre es Mi Yo interior, Miento, Digo la Verdad, Rio, Lloro, Odio, Amo, Pero ninguna Expresion dice la Verdad.... me escondo detras de mi, Nadie Sabe quien Soy en Realidad, Muchos Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-939415302003-05-07T11:33:00.001-07:002003-05-07T11:33:48.370-07:00Bosque Negro
Imagenes de un Bosque Gotico
Personas Bionicas con Sentimientos Caoticos
Camino por Cuevas de Cristal Negro
Cada Esquina me Hace Sentir mas Enfermo
Movimientos Frescos de un Abanico
Este Bosque me Esta Conviertiendo en Adicto
Locura y Esquizofrenia en Corazones Ajenos
Cada Arbol Negro me Hace Sentir Menos
Toda esta Gente Extraña Parece de Circo
Me Empujan Poco a Poco hastaJuanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-939414952003-05-07T11:33:00.000-07:002003-05-07T11:33:06.363-07:00Discovered by Ancient Druids
Under a Lot of Collapsed Ruins
A Heart Still Beating Under this Chains
A Emotion Still Shouting Inside this Brain
Psychotic Entertaiment Define my Life
Declined by Everyone to Shut my Fire
Forsaken by the People i Believe my Friends
Cautivated by everything that Cause Them an Offense
Defined by the Reality of the Games
Rejected by The Soul tha will vanish Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-939411312003-05-07T11:25:00.000-07:002003-08-03T14:15:40.586-07:00Me Asomo en la Corniza del Tejado, Estoy al borde de la Muerte, pero no quiero morir, solo estoy alli, pensando.... pensado en que hago aqui, mejor dicho "hacemos" ya que todos somos dos personas, nosotros y nosotros mismos, viendo la gente asercarce de manera hipocrita, como si les preocupara que me lanzara hasta alla bajo, se ponen a susurrar y a disque preocuparse por alguien que no conocen, Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-939401362003-05-07T11:04:00.000-07:002003-05-07T11:04:59.730-07:00Geisha
I Need it Right here With Me
The Only One that Understands Me
I Know Pieces Fit right without Me
No Difference will be if im not here
Awake, Realize about my thoughts
Think, What you loose if im with you
Pray, Only if you have to Lay Alone
There is Nothing More to Doubt Anymore
Inspiring Me in my own Earth
Your Touch, leave me a Sense
My Art is my Simple Life
Your Life is a Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5368257.post-939393402003-05-07T10:49:00.000-07:002003-05-07T10:49:41.080-07:00La Abstinencia de Sentimientos Puros me Hacen Sentir Soledad y Vacio en mi Alma, Me Hace Sufrir de una Manera Agradable
Lo Peor es que Empezo a Gustarme, El Dolor Interno y el Sufrimiento Mental empezo a Agradarme, Me he Vuelto Adicto a Este Sentimiento.
Nadie Sabe el Dolor que Causa Ayudar a los Demas, No Saben que la Ayuda Consta en Absorber el Dolor, Te Conviertes en una Esponja Emocional, Juanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099811147846063762noreply@blogger.com