No!

Don’t wanna.

No, not again.

It’s just impossible.

It’s, it’s coming again.

I tried to fought it,

Tried to avoid it,

Tried to lose it,

Tried to kill it,

But it survived.

I’m falling “in love” again.

Can’t take this feeling away from me.

It’s warming like the sun,

Cozy as a hug,

Indispensable like the air,

And needed as water.

Love, love, love…

Makes us believe there’s always  more.

I feel better than yesterday.

L.O.V.E.

You’re welcome back into my life.

Regards,

Me.

P.S.

Good luck to me.

M.A.E.S.T.R.O.

Maestro no es aquel

Que te hace memorizar un capítulo del libro de clase

Que después no puedes aplicar en la vida real.

Maestro no es aquel

Que te da el pescado condimentado

Para que tú lo frías después.

Maestro no es aquel

Que te da una cátedra con palabras complicadas

Simplemente porque tiene más años de estudio.

Maestro no es aquel

Que siempre te está señalando tus faltas

Con lo cual destruye tu autoestima.

Maestro es aquel

Que lo difícil lo hace accesible

Para una mejor comprensión.

Maestro es aquel

Que comparte su conocimiento

Sin muchos rodeos.

Maestro es aquel

Que te muestra el lado práctico de la vida

Para que tú lo pongas en acción.

Maestro es aquel

Que en el salón de clases

Te enseña una lección de vida.

Gracias Maestro,

Por haberme educado y convertirme

En una mejor persona.

Gracias Maestro

Por haber sido quien fuiste

Y no escatimar en tu labor de formador.

Gracias Maestro.

Simplemente gracias.

Mil gracias.

Dios te dé paciencia,

Amor,

Integridad,

Carisma

Y bendiciones eternamente.

No te digo “Adiós”

Porque espero verte de nuevo.

Hasta luego,

Maestro.

Beautiful Mind

Dr. Alz

I was a great

Dancer, actor, performer,

Singer, writer, artist.

I was... I was...

I don't remember what I was.

Did I ever were?

I've been in

Brazil, Argentina, South pole,

Thailand, Japan, East.

I've been... I've...

Have I ever been at?

Did I forget?

I don't remember.

Have I lost all my memoirs?

I can't find them all.

I don't know who you are,

Please forgive me.

I'm sorry, you're not

Still on my mind.

I didn't mean to take you out.

Is not that I keep on

Dreaming about the future,

It’s just that I don't

Live in the past anymore.

I've moved on.

 

P.S.

And let me tell you

That the only friend

Who’s been with me

All along this journey,

His name is Dr. Alz

Dr. Alz-something.

Quisiera Ser

I'd Like To

I’d like to make

Poetry like

Pablo Neruda,

Octavio Paz,

Gabriela Mistral,

Julieta Parra,

And much more…

I’m nothing

Compared to them.

I’m no-one

Besides them.

I’m a mortal,

Who’s not even behind them.

I use plain words

To write nonsense phrases.

They use only words

To write magical rhymes.

I barely speak Spanish,

My mother language,

And this is in English,

Shame on me.

The fortune,

The fate,

The muses

Have they laughed at me?

Would I ever be great?

Would somebody remember me?

Would I ever be known?

We’re all concerned

About life after dead,

Want to know how make it

Once you’re gone?

Have many, many

Friends as you can,

Because,

They’d be the ones

Who’d tell your story.

So,

Be nice,

Be kind,

Be gentle,

Be soft,

Be warm to them.

And hopefully…

They will mention

Your name and your story

More than once.

Mi Plan de Nación

Más claro no podría estar. (Junio 2010)

Plan De Nación

Yo quiero conocer una nación

Donde su gente se ame

Uno al otro.

Yo quiero ver una tierra

Donde el hombre aprecie

El valor de una mujer.

Yo quiero ir a una patria

Donde los niños todos

Van a la escuela.

Yo quiero vivir en un país

Donde las familias

Siempre unidas están.

Yo quiero que mi Nación

Sea una comunidad de hermanos

Y hermanas que se cuidan los unos a los otros.

Yo quiero que mi Tierra

Sea un lugar regido por

Jueces justos

Que educan con su ejemplo.

Yo sé que mi Patria

Tiene el potencial suficiente

De ser lo que quiera ser.

Yo sé que mi Pais

Soy yo, eres tú.

Son ellos y,

Somos todos.

Yo sé que soy Catracha,

Que vivo en Honduras

Y que es mi madre y mi padre.

Vamos hermanos y hermanas

Juntos podemos.

La H es grande.

Hazlo todo de corazón.

You inspire me!

This is made 'cos u inspire me Mr.#103... I love u!

Your Smile

Your smile

Reminds me of a good day.

Your smile

Lets me know your ok.

Your smile

Makes me feel so good.

Your smile

It’s so true.

Your smile

Tells me about you.

Your smile

Makes me want to be with you.

Your smile

It’s what I like the most about  you.

Your smile

It’s a treasure I don’t like to lose

Your smile

It’s your best gift to me.

Your smile

Makes me love you more.

Please,

Never stop sharing your smile,

I don’t care if the world complains.

All I ask it’s this:

You always must smile at me.

P I E D A D

Este poema dirigido exclusivamente a mi madre. Te amo mamita hermosa.

A Mi Madre

Madre,

Eso es demasiado.

Es una gran tarea,

Es más,

Algunas ni lo desean.

Por eso a ti

Mi mamita linda

Te quiero agradecer,

Pero no encuentro,

Creo que no hay,

No existen las palabras,

Me quedo corta.

Mamá,

Perdón por a veces ser ingrata,

Mal agradecida,

Desobediente,

Prepotente y altanera.

Perdón por hacerte llorar.

Mamá,

Gracias por creerme buena hija.

Mami,

Te quiero,

Te adoro,

Te amo.

Eres grande,

Una diosa,

Eres todo poderosa.

Por ti yo soy,

Tú me hiciste,

Por ti soy lo que soy.

Y como dicen unas líneas por ahí:

“Porque no puede haber en La Tierra

Una imagen más clara de Dios”.

Por siempre y hasta el fin de los tiempos

Dios te bendiga grandemente.

Te amo

Mamita bella.

Te amo.

¡Qué cursi esto! ¡Por Dios!

Your Best

You look your best

When you’re in pjs.

You look your best

When you don’t brag out your beauty.

You look your best

When you don’t have any make-up on.

You look your best

When you don’t even care about it.

You look your best

When you give me a big smile,

No matter the day it’s been the worst.

You look your best

When you laugh ‘cos of my jokes.

You look your best

When you clumsy dance to me.

You look your best

When you sing out of tune to me.

You look your best

When you look at me.

You look your best

When you smile at me.

You look your best

When you kiss me.

You look you best

When you make those silly faces

When you’re mad with the world.

You look your best

When you say “no way”.

You look your best

When you have that naughty smile.

You look your best

When you say that you hate me,

Because I know ain’t true.

You look your best

When you say you’ve been thinking about me,

Although it was for a few seconds.

You look your best

When you show me that you need me.

Baby, I look my best

When I’m with you.

Haven’t…

I Haven’t…

I met you long ago,

There was me and you and the others.

We were kids long ago,

There was nothing

But pure innocence.

Destiny put us back

In each other life

One more time.

We are friends

Once again.

We have shared,

We have reconnected,

We are together

Once again.

I haven’t even touch you yet,

And I feel like

You’ve held me in your arms.

I haven’t even kiss you yet,

And I feel like I can’t wait to meet your lips again.

I haven’t even see you yet,

And I feel like I don’t want to be alone again.

Love is messing with us,

For the first time.