Saturday, October 5, 2013

can't reach the third

Stuck between two f the same
now i realize how futile running is
and how wrong my ways truly are
how can i stop loving you
when at times my hate is so intense
in those other dark shadowy times
when i try to free me self from you
hating you intensely  never works for me
but i cannot run from the hate for you
because when i wake up i love you even more my dear
so my love burns red like the blue soft wave of my hate
and my hate soothes me at the times i must love you
so now i run in a circle between
two of the same things engraved in my memory

Sunday, September 15, 2013

why

and now i spent my time wondering
what happened to me and to us
the tears never stop coming
unlike the love that quit coming from you
i wonder now about the uncertain future
and how i once tried to tie mine with yours
i now think of all the things that i don't have with you
everything that i lost when i lost her on a bad decision
i miss the past the present and the future

Saturday, August 31, 2013

night terrors

I need peace of mind
 both from the now and from the earlier
let me rest and dream of nothing
that way when i wake up ill look forward to everything
let my conscience breath again
let me have a blank slate
free from the pains of day to day
when my eyes shut and close
let no name nor face arrive
so that i may rest in peace tonight

Friday, August 23, 2013

Out for a run

I want to run far away from your voice
run to place where your notes cannot find me
leave the ground beneath my feet until i reach the clouds over the ocean
maybe then i can find peace and quiet
i want to run away from your face and your laughter
because now its sound is only a dagger
and its cutting deep within me killing me softly
i tried to tie you name to my grace
but then i fell flat on face
blood scattered all around like the dreams that i used to have
look now how they drown
 That's why i now try to make my escape to another place
far away from that face, which now holds my dreams captive
i need to feel the air of freedom hit me like train
take out the breath in me so i can breathe again
I don;t want to curse the day we met
 but i cant kiss the floor any more beneath your steps
Because you know i would give all my blood to make you happy
only now i know that i would be dead and you would be unloving
because i don't think that my sacrifice would even matter
its not like you couldn't replace ever faster
so this is a good bye I've written in sand and stone
so you will never see it  meanwhile ill be gone.

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Song #2

you know the drill press play and then read/ ya saben que hacer aprieten play y lean 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UAurWkWOxQE
Song Lyrics by S.Michaels( Michael Morales) (Music by its original author)

Walking fast face to ground, thoughts scattered all around

Nor here nor there, or anywhere dancing noised from your mouth

Remiscining of time gone by, or was it all on my mind?

And now it rains in the wind, salty droplets drenching me

From a far I hear a name, of a dancing marionette

From the ground she appears to me, questioning how it came to be

How did any of this begging, then somehow it came to me

Dancing pictures on a screen, fire warming through the wind

Something sweet like a cake, walking together wide awake

Then some laughs and a good bye, only to see you again at night

And I wear you on my neck, hoping truly you do the same

Wrote a note, that’s just me, hid it inside something sweet

Then you lips came to be, ever part of my memory

And sometimes it’s been hard, fighting over sea and land

But somehow here we are, living dreaming hand in hand

This is me, pouring into rhyme my memories

So let’s go dance, while we have a chance little dancer of my heart

Ill grab you hand and lift you up just look at me and don’t say much

Tell me everything you need, in one glance, in one dream

And if we are wide awake, who knows maybe I’ll believe in fate

And change my mind, and change my faith

Awakened

Open up the link and let the music play in the background while you read it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZKeH5k4JMU
Song title Awakened
Lyrics by S.Michaels (Michael Morales) (Music by its original author)

once, i stood in the top of the world
and saw everything from faces and sharing
to the despots killing, not even caring.
then a false step from over confidence
made me tumble down to the very world i created 
only then could i truly open my eyes
on see life for what it truly ever was
only then could i see my shadow
cast... a nightmare on everything i ever cared for
and this shadow is the inner me, full of angels and demons
battling for the grounds on which to prosper
and there's no churches nor gospels that could stop them
only the soft silence of my choice now reflected on my actions
willingly molded into the very fruits of labor and passion
then my eyes begging to blink and then stutter
for in the mirror i see not my reflection but this other.
and im not sure if this face is from an angel
or something even grater,
then i struggle with my fleeting sanity ever moving
and then my world comes down crashing
and i embrace it no longer shaken but now patient
crying trembling and shaken i i now finally find my self truly awakened.

A Ballad Of Sweet Madness

Open up this song tu put in the background while reading the song/ abran este video y escuchan la musica de fondo mientras leen la cancion :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gr_DGlgIZ7E
Song : A ballad of sweet madness
Author Michael Morales ( S.michaels)(Lyrics) (Music by original author)

Sifting through my polluted confusion
I found strange signs of ongoing delusions 
memories of things that never really happened
cracks in the crystal walls of my madness 

So many things I can’t believe were made up
Crossing inter dimensions
running away from false perceptions
reaching to the sky
bringing in the moon shooting away all the stars

i was floating now am falling
leaving behind a trail of desperation
made it to this song and verse it
leaving small dents on my judgement

jumping little rabbits, leading me into fire
Alice's wonder land, burnt into a pyre
no more words of wisdom from the smoke of the hookah
sad to see the little dead Buddha

everything is fantasy here with you
you and me breaking into stolen dreams
transforming this grey world into make believe
so i guess in some way that's why i greave

morning dark light of dawn
evening star on her own but not alone
take my hand breath with me
enter into insanity

walk in time walk in space
never leaving sight of grace
come along come with me
enter into infinity

then at last you broke my fall
leaving me on my own
with a smile on my face
cuz i can see you in the rain

Pandora's Box

Open up this song tu put in the background while reading the song/ abran este video y escuchan la musica de fondo mientras leen la cancion :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=naN0P97CEP8
Song : pandoras Box
by Michael morales (S.Michaels) ( Lyrics) (Music by its original author)

handle with care said the package
how would i ever have known of the blade that was inside it
i guess that's what you get for forgetting the fines prints when you signed it
and now months of rainy days fly beside me
trying to over come the blazing pain of the knife that's inside me
product of blind fate entrusted by none the wisest
still i hold on to the cardboard box of broken promises
replaying in my mind every second stood in silence
suddenly i shout a silent cry of contrition
i swear i could feel you getting nearer
then the phantom hand of your memory comes before me
sticking its hands, twisting the knife always so gory.

a crimson pool forms before me
nothing but the iron taste of bitterness so deforming
and still i don't throw away Pandora's box , look this is me holding
no lessons learned , its nothing new, this is always.
the hospital room is my bed ever willing
to rock me to sleep until my wounds start healing
but my little box is never leaving
ant its contents once poured they always scatter
taunting me like the mouse to a cat to get me go after.

but the pain will only lie dormant
because the pain from the blade is just a name
and its handle was the fateful day we met
and the box i so struggle to keep
is the very same heart beating for that name to hear.

and so i always lie awake pretending to heal
a wound thats openes when your name i hear
and my beating box is always fateful
even though these cuts and stitches look so awful

a tender line i walk between a shadow and grace
no safety line to my waste no safety net i'm afraid
no reason to fall either, or so they say
no way to escape the cuts from your name.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

night time terrors

wow i don't remember ever writing this but its good
look under the hood, tear away my facade
tell me did you find a beating heart?
or is it lying still, almost frozen comatose?
i find it hard to feel, find it hard to see
i can't remember when sadness took it's hold on me
so afraid to sleep, because that's when she comes to me
She brings me in fear to my knees
Please grab my hand and wake me
kiss me 'till tomorrow night
come stay with me until there's light
love makes time tick way too fast
so lie with me here in the grass

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Waiting

my life became a waiting game
first for a name with a face
now i wait for you to utter words
Watching my screen for signs of life
itching i wait for a confirmation of your interest
waiting i'm let down again like yesterday evening
such is the pain from indifference.
that i prefer your words of good bye
 to the sound of complete stillness
 

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

lagrimas de madrugada V

and the foots steps of your name run from my heart
while the memory of what once was blooming now shrivels and dies
only questions talk to my broken sobbing mind
coldness and despair talk to the fears that once where inside
and a thousand sad songs remind me of the kissed we once shared under pouring rain
now only the faded touch of them caress the lips drenched under my own rain
muteness has become our talk of the day
and words have become a goodbye and a goodnight
the only time i now know of you
is when there is nothing left to tell
and your speech is now  inexistant
so you care for me no more
meanwhile i'm writing in blank pages about a love that i still hold unforgotten
tears and chords so depressing adorn my darkened room
but all i can think about is how much i love you
the times where id kiss you and smile and laugh
how they went and became ghosts i will never know.

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Lagrimas de Madrugada IV

look at the wounds I've self inflicted
tell me how much more should i bleed
until something changes in you or me
how many more cuts for me to show you
until you think i'm worthy enough
i'm going insane trying to move the earth wind and water
yet nothing seems to ever work

Tell me if my blood lies forgotten
or if it at least served to water a seed
this hurts me more than any man could bare
and yet for you i would gladly bleed

i love you in dreams and with my eyes wide open
yet such words i have yet to hear
when silence responds to poems
thats when my eyes drown in the sea

Sunday, May 26, 2013

the road

a lonely railroad track in the middle of a mountain stood the test of time and the wither of the elements, being visited on occasion by the few wondering tourists the mountain received, if the road could speak not many tales would be told, and of the few it did tell, none where of honor nor battles, nor any importance the the outside world, but then again, to the outside world nothing really matters. but the road and the mountain path had a favorite story to tell among themselves. it was short and random but at the same time a never ending tale. Speak the mountains of a rainy day like the many that show with the coming of summer,  among the droplets, came a couple walking playfully in the rain, she was as beautiful as a starry night, while he was a robust as a grizzly bear, quite jolly too. as they made their way across the path, the gravel and rocks beneath them made cracks and crunches that livened up the otherwise grey walk. the wood from the railroad track could feel it in the air, that sweet essence that drips from young lovers discovering the world through each others eyes, even if they themselves couldn't. as he wondrously marveled at the round and spout words of awe at the beauty his eyes saw, she whispered to him  to come close to her, with a voice full of innocence and playfulness and maybe a dash of spice. as he closed to her, their bodies met, and their lips clashed in a matter only known to few, his grip tighten around her waist and suddenly two thoughts crept into his mind like a wallflower in the middle of a summer day. the first was that this was unlike any other kiss he had ever experienced,  there's nothing he could compare it to, perfection he knew; did not exist, but boundless beauty he did feel, alongside heat and emotion, something that comes once in a life time stays but only for a few seconds and leaves to never come again, but leaves its markings tattooed on your being, and that was exactly what it was for him.the second thing he realized was that, right then and there, he could have died and been completely at peace with the world.all of this came through his mind in the few seconds the eternal seconds that took place in the pouring rain, hammering the lonely road, and though he never said it out loud, the road, the trees, the sky and rain knew those precious moments he was telling her in his mind, i love you

Monday, April 1, 2013

Captains love song

In the wake of this storm
My ship crashes, then burns to ashes
Rendering my sinking words on the mind
Of a poet thats is grasping, for air as he
Dashes from the wreak of a dream, turn
To ruin, no olive branches offered from the beating of the cold words thrown by the ocean. only laughter from a mad man called destiny , or faith or something greater, only he's the joker and I'm batman, but i cant find a robin on this battle, that trembles like a volcano erupting fire. And at the end of the day theres no water nor fire only the anguish from desire ripping stitches from the blankets that through time i fought so long to acquire, comforters from the harshness of madness or liars.
And truly the witnesses of the unmaking of the maker of words trying so hard to inspire , truly flailing in despair from failing at the only job the ever mattered. Keeping a flame lit in a candle.