Dolce

As the sun declares its glory,
I see my soul from afar,
I smell the inviting scent of cigarette
And inhale the rotten air of jealousy.

My eyes witness the
Defying rules of justice.
A sequence of longings
murders the eternal hope.

Fascinated by destruction,
I looked into it and tumbled down.
The ensemble of sadness and fear
plays a masterpiece of death.

The phantom in me,
embellish the musical chaos.
I am lost in the marvel of darkness.
Trying to find a fire to light up my heart.

I was devoted to the
synthetic endeavor for love.
My thirst never dared to neutralize
the rebellion of my mind.

I witnessed a dash of
enabling charity a breath away.
I helplessly ran towards
the unknown flash of blinding light.

Then a sweet scent of affection
nested around me.
A flame invaded through
the door of my very soul.

Deep in the stillness,
The colored world speaks to me.
The punch of glee
evolves my being.

But then again, every bit of sanctity,
Must come to an unveiling end.
Happiness eventually fades away
from the view of the blue sky.

I find my heart
submerged in the blood of anxiety
I find my eyes in tears,
trying to close my eyes and dream again...







DOLCE means sweet...

Every sweet chapter may come into a bitter end of closure to purify its meaning...

-end-

BH
bring home; beat hurt; be happy

Who Is Isabelle?

Watching the dim stars
A cluster in the corner of my eye
A bright light nears my view
Que belleza!
What beauty!

Isabelle:
Such wonder...
Such wonder
Devoured my confusion.

Isabelle:
A shower of bloom...
A shower of bloom
Flashed in the darkness.

Isabelle:
A breeze of tide...
A breeze of tide
Amidst the gushing winds.

Isabelle, Isabelle!
Que belleza!
What beauty!

Isabelle, Isabelle!
Bestow me your love!
Isabelle, Isabelle!
Whisper me endless hope!

Por fin,
Mi amor ha llegado a lo largo de!
At last,
Thy love has come along!

Isabelle, Isabelle!
Well nurtured you will be.
Isabelle, Isabelle!
My heart: happy and free!


Isabelle,
Now, seas will come between us
Sadness dampens my spirit
Tomorrow, you must leave
My arms with great solitude

Isabelle, Isabelle!
I press my cheeks against the wall
To blanket the tears of my broken heart.

Isabelle, Isabelle!
Let destiny intertwine
Our journeys.
Isabelle, Isabelle!
We will meet above,
Under the tree of sanctity.

And now, Isabelle,
Tú eres mía, por fin.
You are mine at last!

Que belleza! Que belleza...




i watched a love story in youtube... so i decided to make this i-dont-know-what... I hope you'll like it... I'll ask my buddy to make me a chatbox at the right side of this site so you can put some comments... if you don't understand the story, please read and read again... I would like to thank my chatmate in spain Ms De Valgo for translations... If you are reading this, i hope you'll like it... some of the words are from the spanish version of the song At Last by Etta James...

-End-

Amour

i remember writing poems that rhyme
inspired by you, i am in my prime
i wake up and see you in the sunrise,
living for you is living a paradise
you are my scarlet autumn snow
a kiss from you is worth the show
your eyes illuminate the dark abyss
my life is good, nothing is better than this
speechlessly lost when i look into your eyes
because of the bliss you bring, an angel cries
magnificence is shown in your smile
fetching every pain is worth the while
you bring colors on my black and white silhouette
eternal touch grants my soul to resurrect