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  • cbpoet66 43w

    Alegoría (Allegory)

    There were instructions in this act, lessons we need to repeat. The first is about humility I love, for he who is great and small. The second is the cleansing of Christ, the greatest lesson of all. This is what salvation does when faith and trust convene. This is how the joy and peace and love come within to stay. Your water brings truth and life. Who I am and who I can be. is Humble.

  • cbpoet66 105w

    Cuenta el Cuento una vez...

    Ya no veré la palabra hogar con los mismos ojos de la ingenuidad de niño, de sus alrededores que no existe la maldad.
    Dejaron las ventanas abiertas; el intruso frío se ha colado por cada esquina, ha venido a robarse el calor humano, lo poco que ha quedado, junto con la razón de nuestra unión.
    No pensarías en damnificación tan ruin que causaría, a la delicada tela de que estamos hechos,
    mutando nuestros rostros en el asombro de incredulidad,
    de su existir en fas de nuestro entorno.
    Quién fue la mente maquiavelica de persecución, de exterminar a lo que venimos?
    El amor ha muerto;
    no lo dejaron vivir,
    no le dieron la oportunidad de cambiar al mundo.
    Hemos quedado huérfanos de amor;
    ya no quedará recuerdo de nuestra legacía.
    Quién contará la historia de cuando éramos felices?
    Prohibirán que se hable de la palabra ...Amor,
    sera el tabù,
    morirá sin motivo,
    se exterminará,
    no nacerá más...

    ©cbpoet66

  • cbpoet66 107w

    Vida Prestada

    Ogada entre lágrimas
    Sumergido hasta el fondo
    Donde yacen las palabras sin sentido
    Los pensamientos que a nadie le importa
    Y el sentido común que ha quedado atrapado sin que nadie lo rescate
    Han provocado la ira de Dios quienes de esos verán su gloria

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  • cbpoet66 108w

    Hablando sola

    Difícil de hablar con un elefante en medio de la sala que nadie ve
    Mientras se preocupan por las cosas vanas de la vida
    Siga pintándote los labios mientras yo me quejo un poco de mi
    Te pones un espejo de frente mirándote
    Mientras no ves como mis lágrimas se ponen más negro
    Mientras eliges entre los 20 vestidos negros iguales que tienes y no sabe cuál ponerse
    No te das cuenta que llevo puesto la misma angustia y melancolía que llevó arrastrando desde décadas
    Mientras te inclinas alcanzar tu cartera y tus llaves justo al lado mío
    Me ignoras por completo
    Al no ver el hambre y la sed que tengo de un poco de afección

    Desigual son los intereses de los dos
    Amor seguro no es igual que un estraño nuevo que no te conoce igual que yo
    Mientras me abandonas a mi suerte
    Tú sigues apostando a la tuya, a lo primero que venga
    Mientras no le hablabas claro a este pobre idiota
    Me arrepiento de no haberlo visto
    Y mientras me pierdo el enigma de la Pandora del olvido
    Rechaso el latido de mi corazón
    Al saber cuán inútiles me es
    Mientras me recuerdo cómo va las piezas del rompecabezas llamado mismo
    Siento que se me ha perdido las piezas de las manos y de los pies
    No me quedan fuerzas para saber en dónde han quedado
    Y si lo logro a encontrar no encoentraria su uso
    De caminar hacia dónde y sostener entre mis manos cosas que alguna vez tuvo algún significado para mí cuando ya no.

    Parálisis temporal tengo por tu desprecio
    No le encuentro el sabor a las cosas como antes
    Que quede claro no sufro por ti
    Sufro por mi enebalidad por amarme a mí misma
    Con la convicción merecida
    Con mi sencilles madura que no necesita maquillaje ante el mundo
    al saber que como vine al mundo, así mismo me voy
    Meditaré en que falle para no volver otra vez
    Y cuando tenga ganas yo de compartir amor, me lo pilfarae a mí misma
    Sin la mínima duda de la satisfacción
    Aunque sea lo último que haga
    Será mi meta prometida
    No me cansaré hasta alcanzarlo plenamente
    Que me salga por los poros
    Lo feliz que soy

    La suerte está mal repartida pero no jugaré a la mía
    Más bien
    Bien pensado como el ajedrez antes de dar un paso
    Se de muchos que quisiera verme perder mi sanidad y mi cabeza rodar por donde quíer
    Embriagada hastá tambaliar
    Pero da más gusto las caras de fastidio, uno con compostura de guerrera

    Hay un dicho que dice qué le será devuelto todo lo que uno haga en esta vida
    Espero mi granito de amor en creces
    Mi devoción y mi lealtad
    Que venga, que aquí lo espero
    Para que no sea en balde lo vivido

    ©cbpoet66

  • cbpoet66 108w

    You are worthy

    Okay, so I'm starting from zero today
    Zero, because I died last night
    And I arose again from the darkest corners of my mind
    That was troubling me

    As I'm shaking this off
    day by day
    I must follow a higher understanding than myself
    Renounce to what I want
    And recover what I need
    Spiritually
    To not give Gateway or space to the nonsense that steers me away for my good fortune closer to God
    I must believe that he made me great
    Greater for many things
    For His Glory and Honor

    I bid you many blessings,
    to those who are going through struggles
    in these hard times

    Don't give up
    Keep it together
    Learn to love yourself again
    I promise you you are worthy
    Don't let anyone tell you any different

    ©cbpoet66

  • cbpoet66 109w

    Stop the clock

    When some thing hurts, I tend to hold my breath, fighting back the tears, how complex are human beings, it's so hard to fake human emotions , your whole world could come spiraling down, just because someone stop loving you, you know it's not the end of the world, you was warned this was not forever, but the pain is so real.
    So... let me hold my breath for a while, for as long as I can for a matter of minutes, if I feel like if I'm dying, at least let me simulate it.
    It's only fair to say.. .... I tried

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  • cbpoet66 110w

    Coronavirus

    For many who are mourning their loved ones,
    I have no doubt that they are looking down on you
    Saying if they could,...

    "You mortal fools, ...
    You have no idea,... what awaits you"!!
    Nor do you have the slightest clue, of what this is all about...
    If you can just take it all back and start all over again

    I beg you to stop what you're doing
    And do yourselves a favor,
    What's left of your life
    Learn to love...

    Put all agendas aside,
    Look your enemies in the eye and say I forgive you,
    hug a stranger that looks the opposite like you,
    That doesn't even speak your language,
    Lose your mind and dance,
    As if it was the cure to world Peace,
    Take all your Worthy possessions and leave them in the Town Square,
    Have a picnic with the finest food, with unfortunate people,
    Be brave to sing a happy song of hope in the public transit,
    Go to the hospital read a book to a patient to calm there fears,
    Bring some extra blankets,
    How's about coffee and sandwiches for the medical staff in a basket, leave it in the counter with a little note that says, "thank you for your service"!!
    Bring a serenade for elder people who live alone in their apartments who no one comes to visit,

    Live as if it is your last day on Earth,
    Give thanks and praise that you've done all that you can
    And rejoice,
    To whatever happens
    We might just be spared from this fate,
    And if not,
    at least we tried...

    ©cbpoet66

  • cbpoet66 116w

    Daydreaming

    I have been enlightened
    and I'm on schedule
    Booked with appointments
    My diet plan has been ignoring my efforts, and all I dream about is fried chicken
    As I pass out with dizzy spells from the excitement
    As I down as much water that I can in between
    Boxing matches with my sleep
    I get nostalgic when I see a plane in the sky
    As I occasionally have my father visit me in my dreams to say hello
    As I write this down with coffee in hand
    To say "wow"!, what a life...

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  • cbpoet66 118w

    Abandonment

    It is so scarce the little amount of fuel left in my heart to withstand the hurt in my chest which has left my heart Pulverrated to dust. With tears I smother what's left, to try and mold it back into place. knowing that my heart is dead, I place what I tried to mold back as a heart, as remembrance of what once was a pulsating heart, where once lived a harmonizing love.
    Turn away, let me grieve, so you would not see me die slowly in the dark hollow space where I stand.
    Where all is cold, no one left for these useless arms to hold, the Essence whome once I loved.
    I cannot stand to be replaced for one that was not with you, but was I, willing to call you mother when no one else would.
    I was bared in this world to walk alone and wash away images of whom I thought love me back never to be mentioned again, for they only have left me Halo.
    I will hide away my scars and Walk tall with the sun upon my face, never to look back, for there is nothing more to return to.
    I came into this world with no mother, but I leave this life with two fathers, that I have Gained. who have taught me well to be strong. The one who has raised me, and the one and only who is in heaven whom I praise and give all the glory to. I would do my best to make them proud...
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  • cbpoet66 120w

    Missing Link

    All roads lead me back to you
    The force of Destiny is bigger than or will to move on
    When we look down into the rath of future
    We see a unwritten page
    That leaves us clueless
    We must go back to the past to find the answers
    Find what was left behind and bring it back
    And then we can continue
    Our only clue to unlock that door it's called "LOVE"***
    ©cbpoet66