Another one

An Important Feeling

He was amazed with that state,
Never thought about the possibilities,
And cared so much about his fate.
He claimed long life to those spirits
Who lived their long-live minutes
As if they were dreams,
And never cared about the opinions
Carried out by those irritating persons.
Now, he sits down on that stairs,
Thinks about these amazing fairs
And concludes that his fate
Has to be connected with his own state.
Let it lead to wathever happens,
Because life, sooner or later, would compensate those matters.





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Another poem...

Unkown days

Due to those days
That guy almost know what life is about,
But he still doesn´t get that way
And feel this experience going out.
It can be love, music, esteem,
Which make him feel confused;
Although they try to himself redeem,
He thinks life is an abuse
For those things that cannot be realized
By that part of the personality called "shyness".
All these seem like a mess,
And one day everything will be expressed.
Hope that experience soon clarifies,
If not, let him live without false hopes.





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WHY? (This was writen in April 2007 while being in Limerick)

We are what we are or what we are supposed to be, that is one of the main questions that are now invading me, but the main one is who we are supposed to be and how we are supposed to behave. These facts depend on something: yourself, which is continually changing. So, if someone says to you that you are like this or that, do not mind about it, you are yourself and that is all. The main objective is your personality, yourself, though it changes through all our entire lives. So, why are we changing through all our entire lives? is this usual? what imply these things? what determines yourself/personality?is there something that we cannot realize about it? is all these because of the society? Bufff... too many questions rounding my thoughts. However, my opinion about personalities is that we are too complex for analyzing ourselves due to our continuous thoughts. We realize about these things because we are observers, and also because we change so easily and fast that we do not realize how these things affect us in ourselves during our entire lives. I hope you, reader, to agree with me, or at least in some way. Life was easier when you were a kid, because you do not think about these matters, do not you?





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