12721. Early Morning Symphony 6/6/2012
12722. Leveling Fields.... 6/6/2012
12723. Love Lives In The Kingdom Of Your Heart 6/6/2012
12724. Deep Into The Personal Affair.... 6/6/2012
12725. A Poem For Another Friend Who Was Offended By My Stare.... 6/7/2012
12726. A Red Motorcycle With Least Meaning 6/7/2012
12727. Your Mimicry 6/7/2012
12728. I Am Free, I Tell You So... 6/7/2012
12729. Going Back Home After Days Of Desolation 6/7/2012
12730. For My Beloved... 6/7/2012
12731. I'Ve Been There.... 6/7/2012
12732. About You And Restraint.... 6/7/2012
12733. To The One I'Ve Known When I Was Younger Then 6/7/2012
12734. For A Niece Who Just Had An Abortion 6/7/2012
12735. Growing And Aging.... 6/7/2012
12736. The Mango Tree And The Children 6/7/2012
12737. To The Artist Of Endelicio 6/9/2012
12738. Goals..... 6/15/2012
12739. New Niche.... 6/15/2012
12740. Inhuman 6/15/2012
12741. Nothing In Particular 6/15/2012
12742. The Lesson Learned 6/17/2012
12743. The Death Of A Revolution 6/17/2012
12744. The Poetry Inside All Of Us... 6/17/2012
12745. Forgetting The Consequences Of Our Ignoble Actions.... 6/17/2012
12746. One For The Road... 6/17/2012
12747. The Loneliness In You... 6/17/2012
12748. On The Shores Of My Island 6/17/2012
12749. Waiting For The Light 6/17/2012
12750. The Pragmatist 6/17/2012
12751. The Rattlesnake 6/17/2012
12752. Our Final Option 6/18/2012
12753. Morning, Noon And Nightime.... 6/18/2012
12754. Focal Point... 6/18/2012
12755. The Fireflies Of Puerto P. 6/19/2012
12756. On The Island Of Lilitao 6/19/2012
12757. Transcendence.... 6/19/2012
12758. Today's Blank Wall 6/19/2012
12759. The Way To Live And Die 6/20/2012
12760. If I Were Happier 6/20/2012

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' The Last Dance Of Your Life '


you don't really have to mind
what power do you have for it

when it comes
it comes
none can prevent it
from sitting beside you

the doctors are honest
and sometimes
too stupid to give you a promise
for another extension of

a hope that poisons the mind instead
and makes
our recent stand rigid and

for those who have seen the light
on one hand
sees death as
a welcome experience
in fact a festivity
another coming experience
another full moon
at the bay

another ...

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And Ants........

the quest for nothing is almost over.
the use of words as ships of your journey.
the probing mind of the wind to all the alleys.
what have you become instead? winds for all directions.
boats of illusions. words have become your master and
you are their slaves, until you wake up from this
long night sleep. Time brings you back
to the land of your birth.
There are no words here.

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