Our tongues may speak different languages
Even though our hearts all speak the same.

Tongue and teeth

Because sometimes even words fail you.
& your own voice deceives you....
Too much sweetness can decay the teeth,
Too much bitterness loosens the tongue to slay

Dogma

Give more than one would expect to receive.
Receive less than what is expected to be given.

Remember boundaries. Respect limits.
Accept & appreciate.

Piece and Face

Piecing faces
Or facing pieces
Whatever it is,
It is beyond the point of comprehension.

Invalid arguments
And illogical sequences.
Preachers of peace and makers of violence

People speaking with voices wanting to be heard,
But nobody wants to listen.

It is weird when you start realizing that your poetries all sound the same,
But each, to you, conveys an entirely different meaning.

A Beauty That Hurts

Breathtaking, between each breath I take in
Beauty with a name
Beyond brittleness it hides in vain

By the blue I sit and-
Before my eyes there lay
Between the self & a blessing
Buoys a boat subtly drifting

Exquisiteness that left me wondering
For even words have failed me,
Mayan men docking beside
Siesta they way,
Submitting to slumber-
Escaping daylight

How fragile my soul feels,
Your eminence overwhelms me
Submerging my thoughts into this lake,
Embracing freedom I've feared to claim

Breathtaking, between each breath I inhale in
For such beauty with a name,
Lies in a land that veils a pain
From a scarred wound, healing.

-Lago de Atitlan,  Guatemala Feb 25th 2012

Illusion

We are easily fooled.
What we perceive as strength sometimes in our actions,
Are really our weaknesses emerging.

Bridges

Bridges crossed will lead us somewhere.
But you will never really know the significance of crossing over bridges, until you realize what it took to take that first step.

A bridge does not designate a farewell. Its purpose does not intend to terminate. Nothing entails an end with its creation. Rather, it serves to begin.

For you will never really understand what it means to begin again,
Until you decide to depart. 

another year,
another chapter.

Look ahead,
Reflect the past
But don't forget to smile & give hugs.

sometimes

Perhaps we will never really know
because some things
are not meant to be told

Some secrets in life are meant to be
To leave wandering mind
Remain at unease