When Silence is the sound,
From the bullets last shot round.
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Creativity helps you live,
I must include the Cinema,That I so much adore.Art opens of life the precious door,It is the Ship that helps you travel,To an unforgettable sea of serenity,And to life’s most brilliant shore
The guitars and castanets,
The ambiance is of romance,As each one does what he wants,Individualism peaks!For the Spaniard is not meek,Proud and boisterous is He,And Romantic as can be.Oh I love you, Spain so far,Followed always from afar,Land of my ancestral star,Understanding who you are.Your artistic talent rests,Quite a gift, one of the best,Pride and Passion coincide,Living always at…
Each bird is different,
Different colorsThat enthrall,That is what keeps us,In admirationBeing softly fascinatedDelicately infatuatedAnd loving them All.
The Feelings that your Life may give,
But nothing is without, a mark,Your life a song, go light the spark,The spark that makes you live and say,‘I love you more each passing day’The search of happiness and then,You have to start to seek again,Nothing we have will ever lastOur Feelings can’t escape our Past.
I miss the Ocean,
All the emotion,It may convey,The dancing waves,All tipped in white,And the seagulls game,As they cry in flight.I miss the Ocean,But I miss you more,As Stars weave dreams,That won’t come ashore,For they are made,Of the wind’s ocean sprayAnd so much of our World,Is thus, blown away,For when Love is gone,What’s left to say?
We hold onto Things, as crutches,
Our life-tree has its notchesWhere Destiny carves its own spheres.We try to protect our Circle,Out of self-preservation and fearBut who can control, the Future, unknown,Where all. will some day disappear.