Broken wings

A dark sky, a full moon,
The cold wind touching my face.
I can't hear anything...
I can't feel anything...
'cause it was the night in that you broke your wings.

You faded away like the petals of a blue rose
You had so many dreams, so many smiles to give.
A grown up man with the soul of a child and the heart of and angel...
An angel with broken wings.

You envied the butterflies because of their wings.
Once you told me you'd like to fly with them to the sky,
But no butterfly would give his wings to you because you already had them.
You were the angel that was taking care of us.

The sound of music that you played is still in my ears...
I'm still learning to feel it like you did;
I'm still searching for you.
But you're gone...

Once I dreamed of you staring at the moon.
I wanted to scream, but I had no voice;
I wanted to cry, but I had no tears...
You turned and smiled at me;
"I'm not coming back, so stop saying to return.
And don't worry, don't be sad,
I'm happy because now, my once broken wings, are back.
I can fly with the butterflies now."

If then I could talk and say how much I miss you...
I just wanted to feel the touch of your music one more time...for the last time.
I guess I wouldn't have let you go.
But I felt your calming love inside my hear and calmed.
Your gentle voice is still singing in my ears.

One day I'll have my wings,
So when that day comes, I'll hold you by my side forever;
So wait, wait...



p.s: made this one six years ago.
R.I.P Pink spider.

A present every day

      It's December again; the month of joy and overwhelming happiness, the month that brings up the gift of life. I'm very disappointed to see that many people only think about this month as being the month of receiving presents and forgetting about the true meaning of it.
      As a kid the only thing I expected from the first month of winter was my mother home for winter holidays. The presents for Christmas were a bonus, another reason to like December. But for others, unfortunately, a present was something that they only dreamed about.
      As we grow up, we should realize that we receive a present every day; and that is the present of life, of another day that we are allowed to live. As a grown-up, to whine and cry for presents is stupid. By this time one should have realized what a true present is about...material stuff fades away fast.
      The day of tomorrow is a true present; not all of us can benefit of this opportunity, and not all of us take advantage and enjoy life. For example the terminal phase cancer patients; a day in their life is a blessing, a chance to live for one more day, a hope for a cure. A mother who sees her child grow day by day, a daughter who lives as being the only joy of her mother, grandparents that see their grandchild succeeding in life...this are the people that thank God every day for the gift of another day.
      So why so many spend their days crying, being sad or angry? Don't they realize that they are wasting precious hours or days doing something that is unnecessary. Some would wish to have another day to be with their families,while others are wasting it on people that make them unfortunate and sad.
      People, wake up ! You only have one live, everyday is one of a kind so make sure that you live as happy and joyful as one can live life.