Nirvana (with English translation)

"No, no sé nada"
dice la luz, hambrienta
de sol vacío.

"No, I know nothing"

says the craving light, hungry

for an empty sun.

The pursuit of...?

Men made man greedy:

egos as empty balloons

floating aimlessly.

Haiku of hope for the lonely

Split in syllables,
lonesome street songs cry and mend
my broken love dreams.

Haiku for The Hague

Hush, hush, The Hague speaks.
Powdery rain pours over
creaking steamy streets.

Farewell to the summer

Weeping willow trees,
a coffin, crushed leaves
in cracking stillness.

Little prayer for stray dreams

 Nyx, goddess of the night, William-Adolphe Bouguereau – La Nuit (1883)

Lullaby after lullaby,  the graceful gods of the silence whisper the nightly songs of the ebony angels. Like gracious tempting shadows, mysterious stray dreams dance and tease the raven feathers of my tired eyes.  As if longing for shelter, the goddess Nox softly squeezes herself into my velvet pupils and I have no other choice but to surrender to her blank blanket of darkness. And I embrace her lovingly, with the faith that in a fraction of a second, someone, somewhere, won't shed a drop of blood or sorrow, nor a tear of fear. 

 

No more.

Y entonces

Y entonces,

andaré desnuda por el mundo,

ofreciendo mis manos,

mi nombre, mi hambre,

mis pómulos demacrados,

mis sueños arrugados,

mi corazón encadenado,

mi cobija de lluvia, 

mis pies hinchados,

regalándome toda,

cual harapiento mendigo,

repleta de amor y hueca de mimos.

Y entonces,

rodaré desnuda por el mundo,

ofreciendo todo, todo lo mío,

a cambio del vacío, de lo inasible,

que flotando me huele,

me lame los ojos, me respira los poros,

durmiéndome el dolor, calmando lo seco,

levantándome sobre caminos ligeros,

enseñándome  a primos pasos,

en soplos de canto y de sonrisas,

a desandar sin miedo,

el mudo destino.

En cada beso sin promesa

Anoche soñé contigo,

con las perlas de tu sonrisa

derretidas al borde de mis labios,

con la sin razón de tu lengua

desbordándose ansiosa

en el húmedo albergue de mis locuras, 

de mis amorosas soledades

sedientas de mi en ti.

Anoche soñé contigo,

con el verbo de tu aliento

engendrando meteoritos de miel y celo

en el cielo inhabitado de mi boca,

pariendo delirios a borbotones,

sembrando sin resistencia

trémulas y frágiles palabras 

de amor lejano, 

en cada beso sin promesa.

Dear, dear DR, I miss you

My island,
my island is not imagined.

Like the African drums
of the last freed slave,
like the new-born eyes
of the first mestizo
and the ailing sigh
of the last taino child
she beats and dances
she cries freedom,
calling me Amapola, Manuela,  
mi hermana, mi hija.

My island,
my island is not imagined.

With that same frantic echo
which was suddenly born
on the same day we parted ways,
she beckons me and captures me,
whispering infant memories,
holding me in her pregnancy,
taking me to her Caribbean sun,
drowning me in the depths
of her loving Atlantic breath.

My island,
my island is not imagined.

She speaks with clarity,
assuring me in a rapture
that she is as real as my own mother,
as my own voice, as my own flesh
as I dream and dream of her promise,
as I sail with an open rose in my hands
to the magic treasure awaiting for me
within the foamy softness
of her divine golden shores.

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My dreams, they beckon me.
With my silent eyes, I listen
to their childhood memories,
to their infallible promise
of a blossoming future
rising, always rising
like a sprouting sun.

Hope

When the pouring tears 

wash away the clouds 

and stop as they welcome

the fresh blue sky,

hope is the window

that allows us 

to be present,

and see it all unfold

like the simple magic 

of a new day.

 

 

Ontwaken / Awakening

Nog een nare droom
en dan ben ik echt klaar mee
wanneer ik wakker word, nu!

Another nasty dream

and then I'm really done with it

when I awake, now!

On love, after being in love.

Sometimes love might seem not enough, 

simply because we fail to see 

that love is everything,

in everything,

always.

Ahora (see free English translation below)

 Oh! ser y estar!
justo en el presente,
sin temor, con fe.

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Now

To be and to be!

oh! just now, in the present,

without fear, with faith

Summer night

The church bells ring once
The soft night heat blows sweetly
Dreams crawl on my bed

Mango

mango, luscious, delicious, sensuous mango,

your kisses in my tongue.

Image source: bhagya.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/mango.jpg

Insanity

How can i explain
there is no relief
for this latent pain
which eases when i cry
and returns when i smile
it’s all fucked up inside
it feels like a vice
denying happiness
to my beatless heart

I feel this violence
breaking me, it bounces
when i feel your absence
hitting me back
crushing my senses
killing my defenses
it’s all so senseless
i crack like a wrack
i long for your presence
my love’s been sacked

It’s so intrusive
and so abusive
i feel delusive
it’s so reclusive
when you’re elusive
to be exclusive
when you’re decisive
to keep us apart

How can i explain
i know no way
to pack my feelings
and get away
i can only stray
i know it’s in vain
to ask you back
to beg you to stay

It’s driving me insane
i drain in your disdain
when i feel your essence
chained to my veins

How can i explain
there is no relief
for this latent grief
which eases when i scream
and returns when i sleep

it’s all messed up indeed

it feels like a creed
to live by your greed
i don’t cease to bleed
please hear my plea

free me from this need

It’s so fucked up
to carry this weight
there is no escape
this is my fate
to be your prisoner

I feel my decay

Poema lanzado a la eternidad virtual

Plasma : Materia gaseosa fuertemente ionizada, con igual número de cargas libres positivas y negativas. Es el estado de la materia más abundante en el universo (diccionario de la Real Academia Española de la Lengua).

Atravesando este plasma infalible
oh, tu dentadura a flor de sonrisa
cuando te miro y tú me miras
enamorándome con tus pupilas
y tus juguetonas manos
que me tocan toda a través de las mías

a pesar de esta triste lejanía

en el silencio que nos asalta
cuando se nos preñan los labios
de versos, de remotos besos
que como savia divina se entierran
en tus entrañas y en las mías,
brotando luego como rocío de anhelos,

mojando la frágil soledad

en el aleteo de tu eco
cuando tu dulce voz se pierde a gritos
como recia lluvia que viaja y emigra
habitándome de ti, en mi desnudo epicentro,
colmándome con tu hambre,
con tu fuente a cántaros, con tu grave canto,

cual sedienta y abandonada tierra

a bocanadas de amor embriagante,
gimiendo en tus delicias,
a tí, solo a tí, en puro temblor,
sin temor, me lanzo y me entrego
hasta que el efímero encuentro
nos engendre y nos separe,

tiernamente, alguna vez.

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Como perra realenga,

entre tus piernas,

relamiendo mi cuerpo en tu lengua,
con tus húmedos besos

limpio mis heridas calles en ti

Jadeando, gimiendo,

se funde mi aliento en tu aliento

Aliento tuyo que como generosos dedos

acaricia mi cara, las entrañas de mi cuello

Callando mis ojos, mis párpados, 

tu elocuente y vicioso deseo

susurra tu  salvaje canto, tu insasiable sed,

desafiando, sin descaro, mi pudor, mis oídos

Como gata que lame y abriga a su cría

te besa mi piel en tus labios, en tus manos,

en tu mimoso instinto, en tu tierna mordida,

acurrucando en ti mi abandono, mi frío

Con tu fogata en mi desnuda prosa

el resto de mis sentidos habla por ti,

Ululando deseo, maullando amor

narrando la historia de mi carne y de tu nido

Ciega y sorda de razón y casi muda de versos,

a ladridos y entre tus juguetonas garras,

entre silencios y risas, en aullidos de luna,

me regalo toda, me refugio en ti

Como gata amorosa, como perra realenga

en tu dulce abrazo, en tu divino sexo,

me pierdo dócilmente al encontrarte

en esta frágil calle sin salida

And this is how it ended

"... and this is how much I love you" he muttered.   Nearly resembling a day-time thief, he  disorderly pulled out the cables from the blue wall and hastily put the remote control into his coat pocket.

"Be careful! you are going to break something".  I said, annoyed.

With an ungracious and nervous effort,  he tried to lift the expensive television.  Barely bearing its weight, he held it tightly against his chest as if it was his only and most precious possession and, without saying much, walked away.

To my relief.