Monday, October 31, 2005

Your presence in the absence

You're gone.
You're gone and now there's silence.
You're gone and everything's right again.
You're gone and I'm peaceful.

You've left, not because you wanted to,
But because I asked you to.

And I feel cold, but I'm smiling.
It's dull, but I'm happy.
You're gone and I don't know why I'm crying-
Either way I try to keep on smiling.

But in the deep, cold silence
I still hear your voice singing
I can feel you in the wind's whispers
And I see you when the moon's shining.

And I know you haven't left me
Even though I try to deny it.
Despite the fact of your absence
I know you still keep an eye on me.

It hurts, it bothers me and I'm desperate.
There's nowhere I can hide
'Cause I know you'll find me.
Even though you're far away
You're so close I can hear you.
I can almost taste you
And it bugs me.

It doesn't matter how hard I try to keep yu away from me,
Deep inside I know that's not how I want it to be,
Because I hide in places where you'll be able to find me,
I peek from teh other side of the door just to get a glimpse of your shiny face,
To remind me of how you are
And try to convince myself that I'm not missing out on something great.

I can't manage to escape,
I can't fnd a way to make you go away,
I don't know why the hell do I want you to stay.

I can't help your presence in the silence,
nor can I help to miss you in your absence.

You're haunting me,
I don't know if I like it
And it bugs me.
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It bugs me...

Saturday, October 29, 2005

SE7EN

7 cosas que me aterrorizan
·Las cucarachas
·Perderme
·Coldplay
·Las clases de teología con María Jesús
·Las multitudes (los bonches)
·Sobredosis de reggaeton y RBD (sobretodo por las mañanas) ugh x_x
·Las rancheras y las enchiladas

7 cosas que ams em gustan
·Helado de té verde
·El olor del sótano
·Que se vaya la luz
·Las tormentas
·Los besos
·El agua
·Fonseca

7 cosas importantes en mi cuarto
·Mi lámpara azul
·La parte de atrás de mi puerta
·Mi computador
·Los ángeles
·El duende
·Mi cama
·Mis libros

7 afirmaciones sobre mi
·Soy adicta a floricienta
·Me gusta jugar con pintura
·Me demoro mucho leyendome un libro
·Soy piromana
·Soy histerica
·Tengo afro
·Toy loca

7 cosas que planeo hacer antes de morir
·Conseguir opio y laudano
·The picture of Dorian Gray
·Ir a Argentina
·Viajar por India, China, Japón y Egipto
·Nadar en una fuente
·Dejar de fumar
·Tomarme una botella de vino a las 3:22 de la mañana un 31 de Febrero

7 cosas que me atraen del sexo opuesto
·La mirada
·Lasonrisa
·El cuerpo
·Espontaneidad
·Sencillez
·Honestidad
·Inteligencia

7cosas que mas digo
·Marica...guevon!
·Reguach!
·TOTAL!
·OE!
·Ahí...
·Ay caray
·Coño!!

7 famosos
·Tim Burton
·Jhonny Depp
·Helena Bonham Carter
·Kevin Spacey
·Floricienta
·Jack
·Kurt Cobain

Tuesday, October 18, 2005


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Think,
Do not speak,
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Live,
Do not breathe,
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They may know,
They may see.
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But you shall not believe...

Sunday, October 09, 2005

.. † ..

You who, with the stroke of a sword
Has entered my plaintive heart,
You who, strong as a horde
Of demon women came apart
Humiliate my soul
To make your bed and domain
- I am bound to your squalid whole
Like a convict to a chain,
Like a gambler to his cards,
Like worms to a decaying corpse,
To your bottle I am a drunkard
- I wish you damned, forever cursed!
For your swift sword I often pray
To defeat my liberty,
And I've spoken the poison of betrayal
To feel less cowardly.
Alas! The poison and the blade,
Only say, with disdain, to me:
"You're not worthy to be lifted away
From your cursed slavery.
"Fool! If we could fate
Your delivery from her empire,
Your kisses would merely resucitate
The cadaver of your vampire."
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Baudelaire
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†..Like a convict to a chain, Like a gambler to his cards...

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

...

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Il Pleut dans mon coeur
comme il pleut sur la ville
quelle est cette langueur
que penetre mon coeur?
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Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Narcotics


Pain. Relief, no more pain, it's gone.
I feel sedated, peaceful, immunity runs through my veins. Drowsiness, I feel numb, I am numb. I feel relief, tolerance, euphoria. My senses are sharpened. I can hear every sound, I can see the secrets hidden in the dark. I can feel beyond surfaces. I can smell purity. I can taste the poison that brought me back to life.
All sorts of thoughts, visions...I feel invaded. I know it all and it's more than I can take, it's just too much and I can't stand it. I've set my foot on hell adn I wanna go back. Nausea, I feel sick, my head aches, my eyes burn, my heart stops. I can't speak nor breathe, I'm suffocated and alive again.
But I need it again. I want to go back. I want to feel numb. I need to die and come back again. My precious venom! I need it again to breathe, to bleed, to live.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Un enorme dragón

Cuantas promesas se van con el tiempo
Hoy yo me ahogo en un amr de recuerdos
Yo construía un castillo de sueños que pronto se derrumbó.

Cuando te vi en aquel bosque encantado
Un duende dijo que tu eras mi principe azul
Como si fuera por arte de magia llenaste mis días de luz.

Pero todo acabó, ya nada quedó entre los dos
Porque como en un cuento un enorme dragón nos robó el corazón
Porfavor donde estás, tu eres mi otra mitad
Siempre estaré esperando se que algun día regresarás.

Y nuestra historia se peride a lo lejos
No encontraré tu mirada en secreto
Y dibujando mi olvido en silencio
Con el color de un adiós.

Yo me inventé todo un cuento de hadas
Pero al final nos ganó esa bruja tan cruel
Lo que soñamos quedó en el olvido
Todo MI amor se perdió.

Pero todo acabó, ya nada quedó entre los dos
Porque como en un cuento un enorme dragón nso robó el crazón
Porfavor donde estás, tu eres mi otra mitad
Siempre estaré esperando yo se que algun día regresarás.

Mi amor se perdió y como en un cuento, tal como un enorme dragón te rompo el corazón...

Friday, September 16, 2005

x_x

The perfect measure
1.80, not to long but there's still space for comfort.
Perfect material and color
No sound can pierce the walls of peaceful silence.
The appropriate outfit
Comfortable but at the same time elegant.
Make-up, manicure, the perfect expression
It's all a cliche.
Now it's all going down
It feels like falling, slowly, peacefully.
The sound starts to fade away
The voices turn down to whispers
There's only me and silence.
The moment we all wait for throughout oru lives
The mystery is unsolved.
Eyes closed but I still know what has happened.
Freezing breeze
But there's only warmth inside.
Limited space
But absolut freedom.
No life
But I feel everything
More than ever.
It isn't so bad after all.
R.I.P.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

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"For beauty is nothing
but the beginning of terror we can just
.... barely endure,
and we admire it so because it calmly disdains
to destroy us."
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Rainer Maria Rilke
"Duino Elegies"

Wednesday, August 17, 2005


...what's there to say?

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

El caballo

-Qué tiene en el bolsillo?

Un caballo.

-No es posible, niña tonta!

Tengo un caballo que come hojas de menta y bebe café.

-Embustera, tiene cero en conducta!

Mi caballo canta,
y toca el armonio,
y baila boleros,
bundes y reggae.

-Se volvió loca?

Mi caballo galopa dentro del bolsillo de mi delantal
y salta en el prado que brilla en la punta de mis zapatos de colegial.

-Eso es algo descabellado!

Mi caballo es rojo, azul o violeta,
es naranja, blanco o verde limón,
depende del paso del sol.
Posee unso ojos de color melón y una cola larga que termina en flor.

-Tiene cero en dibujo!

Que lástima y qué pena que usted no vea el caballo que tengo dentro de mi bolsillo.

Y la niña sacó el caballo del bolsillo de su delantal, montó en el y se fue volando.

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Jairo Anibal Niño

Saturday, July 23, 2005


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Talking to you is like pulling teeth
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And I'm running out of teeth
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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

The 10 commandments of a chemical romance

1. Thou shall not put a gun to thy lover's head.
2. Thou shall be willing to die for love.
3. Thou shall seek revenge on those who wrong you.
4. Thou shall be a demolition lover.
5. Thou shall unleash the bats.
6. Thou shall protect your lover from everything (even vampires).
7. Thou shall respect the lord, whoever that is.
8. Thou shall sing the holy hymns of the chemical romance.
9. Thou shall see beauty in bloody love.
10. Thou shall rock hard...

That love rules all, it conquers all...

Saturday, July 16, 2005

La verdad duele

Es duro, muy duro aceptar las cosas que negamos pero muy en el fondo sabemos que son ciertas. O no?

El famosísimo y muy simpático "Ratón Pérez" no es tan dulce como parece, no tiene las buenas intenciones que parece tener. Es el jefe de la mafia dental, así es amigos mios, el Ratón Pérez trafica dientes, con el fin de obtener dinero para financiar sus "rumbas" en el rinconcito "in" ubicado en un sector muy frecuentado de la respetada ciudad de Bogotá.

Lo se..es duro, duele, pero es cierto.

*Sniff*
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P.D. Nótese que el rinconcito "in" es un sitio real de la ciudad de Bogotá, que puede ser tildado como lo que se conoce como bar de mala muerte.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

I know I should be happier than ever,
But for some reason,
All I can feel
Is an empty smile.
"No se puede vivir con tanto veneno..."