Martas poems

L ife eating life all around, everywhere the life of the flesh destroying the life of the spirit, flesh eating dreams, earth swallowing trees and homes and people, humans cannibalizing their dreams through warfare. Life eating life. Selfishness gobbling up love, greed snatching crumbs from naked, dirty children with distended bellies. Trust eaten alive by deception and betrayal. What manner of life is it which tramples so boldly and brazenly on unsuspecting innocence? I stand amidst disease and... Sign in to see full entry.

I like the feeling of that room, the one on top of the stairs, with its big windows looking out into the garden, a flowerless garden full of contrasts where the many shades of green make up for the lack of colors. Four walls I can see through; Beyond them, life goes on like an endless complicated play full of meaningless characters, who go through their lines finding their places. Its all in the script, every move, every pause, and I see it all from that room, the sunrises full of light, the... Sign in to see full entry.

I f I were brave, if I were daring I would tell you this: "Kiss me in the morning, when all is quiet and you can hear the music of my heart singing our song, the one I wrote, with our words, words that ignore time and will hurl us into the midst of gentle feelings, relaxed, sweet feelings, like early morning leaves blowing in the wind. Kiss me at noon, when the sun is blazing, when no shade can hide our scorching love when all stands naked and revealed in dazzling light, kiss me then, right... Sign in to see full entry.

L ife has a subtle way to stop, as everything keeps going forth A woman can forget anything and everything, except her last moment with her first love. and sometimes, while a slow Autumn afternoons drags on and rain plays with the grass blades covering them in mud, our soul, drenched in nostalgia, can suddenly remember the man we adored, the one that filled with butterflies our empty heart and with happy occassions our till then empty life, the man that we thought we could never live without,... Sign in to see full entry.

I t is really very sad that I cannot love you but I can't. Don't you think I sometimes have wished that I could give you my heart in a kiss? Please understand... I am like an old tree that is seen too much life and does not want to live. Inside of me, there is no peace. I am only waiting for the hatchet to set me free. You... you are like a happy stream that with the ocean dreams, but sweet spring water turns bitter in the sea. Love is very simple darlin', but don't be fooled it is greedy too,... Sign in to see full entry.

A s a little girl she wore a charm hanging from a silver chain around her neck it was a Star of David a funny looking six point star, it had a drawing on its back, was old, looked worn and had been given to her by her mom " Always wear it " she had said " close to your heart where love is kept. When you touch it, you'll feel me close right by your side, keeping you safe " She did not know what she meant then Through life she dreamed in black and white with a sweet lady with bright blue eyes and... Sign in to see full entry.

I t rains so hard... as if the gray clouds were crying for something they'd lost, a constant wall of water reminiscent of tropical deluges and yet, there is a coldness in the water that falls from that sky, that white sky devoid of warmth, a coldness that submerges my mind in Autumn blues, overtaking my will, immersing my mind in a nostalgic fog. Those Autumn blues, that softly, slowly, descend upon my soul, when I look out of my window and I see the leaves fall, covered in shinny, shimmering... Sign in to see full entry.

C ome, give me your hand. I know to cry alone is sometimes hard and not too many understand the deep agony of loosing one's heart. Come and we'll just by the ocean stand, with our eyes in the clouds and our feet in the sand, thinking of soft colored skies and far away bells that toll for the end of heaven and hell and we will feel sorry for the men that try to satiate their thirst in empty wells. Come and sit with me under the sleepy stars that destiny foretell and watch them fade away. We will... Sign in to see full entry.

I finally have the key, the key to the door that is not an entrance nor an exit. the door that does not stop anyone from entering when is closed, or lets anyone in when it is opened. I have the sad key that only opens a door that does not exist, but when I reach the dark door, that is not really a door and has no lock, the key is lost and even though I am now always looking for that key it does not matter if I find it or not, because the door is gone. Sign in to see full entry.

I wish she were here, So I could tell her what I feel, I wish she could read my poems For she knew me She understood that I wrote not about what I saw, or heard, or felt but about what I felt when I saw or when I heard. She understood. For she knew me And she would have known Reading my words she would have known About the new sweetness in my soul And how I found it and how unexpected it was, Oh yes, she would have known Sign in to see full entry.

A gain, all roads seem to take me towards sunrise, but there are no smiles left in me for new born suns and my hands try to reach for something new while the deep roots of the undressing trees thirsty for dew try to forget the sadness of growing in the shadows of the clouds that make this autumn sky so dark. Again, that sun that colored the sky before has dimmed and around the almost naked trees, plays the wind, painting with earthy colors everything that before was green and covering the soil... Sign in to see full entry.

Tell me, when the sun rises and soft colors displace the darkness of night, when light invades all, slowly filling the void that her absence had caused, do you forget that the stars are still there, just beyond that light and that they are shinning like before, like always, just as bright? And when the storm rages, and the rain writes mysterious messages on your window's glass, when thunder and lightning rush through your room hastening the beat of your heart, Do you forget that the sun is still... Sign in to see full entry.

I sit by my window looking through the colored glass into the strength of a storm. I relish the angry rain, that bravely leaves its cloudy home admiring the lightning bolts that boldly make the dark sky bright and the thunder, that loyally follows it always echoing its light. A symphony for the senses, wet, loud, intense, full of life. I let my mind and soul fill with the sensations, the fright, of the angry pounding rain that gives voice to my sadness, that embodies my pain. I watch it while it... Sign in to see full entry.

On a dark and starless night while he hugged me by his side softly whispering by my ear this is what my lover said: "Never doubt I've loved you never think I have strayed now that I am less than when you met me tell me love help me understand Have I gone so far that I've forgotten who I am?, have I left so much of myself behind that I am barely here?. I cry myself to sleep at night when I think of all the things I never thought about at all, I try hard not to let emotion show, but sadness fills... Sign in to see full entry.

Blessed, unique, she was chosen from amongst all others by the trembling hand of destiny to be the gift for those who could see, and she stood tall in painful humility far from the garden of colorful flowers where she longed to be. Radiant, her petals, delicate and transparent, reflected the light that surrounded her, and she appeared soft and velvety to the clouds that witnessed the miracle of her being, but to the passing souls, that hurried to their ends she was nothing but a quick spot of... Sign in to see full entry.

T urn and toss searching for peace needing some sleep, but its no use, her thoughts go fast and in her mind all she can grasp is that in time, he will be gone, she'll be alone. Sign in to see full entry.

He is strong, yet vulnerable. and no woman alive would stay away from his arms of comfort and protection, not the protection of man for child, but the fulfillment of that primal need of woman to merge with man, to feel the pain, to share the weight of tears. What woman would not willingly be conquered and bound in his heat, Which one would not dream to be with him... to explore the promises contained in his words words not meant for anyone but one but that resonate with all Those... Sign in to see full entry.

And so I am left with an empty page, after you have gone away knowing it will be hard to start to write with so many feelings crowding my heart. But I want to write tonight I need to write, for writing helps me understand, understand how is it that someone can hurt so much and still love another whom one does not trust. Writing has always cleared things for me as if by putting thoughts down on paper I could see what is true and what is not, what is and what will be... but it is not working, it... Sign in to see full entry.

As the rain falls hard against my window it sings a strange song, a song that is sweet but speaks of loss and I can't help thinking...what has that rain lost? How does it know the sadness of not having the one it loves? and in my bed I turn and toss trying to find the someone I miss, that someone that is no longer here even though he lays right next to me. and again I toss and turn wishing I could take out and burn all the memories that on this night crowd inside my head and keep me awake, to... Sign in to see full entry.

Tell me why... explain to me what the purpose would be if we were to get lost in each others eyes and I would let my heart again sigh Tell me why... why would all this happen to me when I have not been allowed to feel anything close to love for so long, so very long. Tell me friend... if we were not supposed to feel why did G-d allowed us to be so close... so very close. I don't know why but I know this that since the first moment we met I somehow knew it was Ok to talk to you, to let you know... Sign in to see full entry.