Golden Heart

This was inspired by certain Hendrix and Tupac songs.. Two artists of different genres whom I fuckin' love!...

Eyes concentrated onto the ceiling
The warmth of the cloth against her body
But the heart and soul received a cold feeling
Tears rolling down the cheeks, one after another
A struggle arises that she did not want to meet
Seconds feel like minutes, minutes feel like hours, hours feel like days, and days feel like years
The end, she hopes is soon to come near
Stuck in a nightmare and at times stuck with fear
Wanting to escape, not wanting to feel
Not caring if her eyes were closed shut the next day along with her body in dirt concealed
Many stepped into her life
The hurt trying to deprive
Some did not succeed
Only some saw her eyes bleed
A few kept attacking her soul
Attacking with positive vibes
Trying to help her survive
Not letting her heart beat grow slow
She finally started rising, rising slowly in hope for a better day
As she started to rise, an Angel flew her way
An Angel in disguise, beautiful at heart
A vibrant glow the Angel shined from the start
The Angel stayed took her under the wings
An emptiness was felt, an emptiness she was perceiving
The Angel stood by her side
Lifted her spirits up as if she were about to fly
The warmth and beauty of the Angel's heart was what she felt
Her cold heart soon started to melt
Little by little the Angel's warmth in her heart it stayed
Not only the Angel's heart, but other hearts she let enter her way
The Angel led her down a new road
Her mind, body, and soul was then entered into a new mode
She still continues to see this Angel throughout her life
Keeping the Angel at a close distance, keeping the golden hearted Angel as long as she can with all her might

Cierra Tus Ojos !

La juventud se esta hiendo, años siguen viniendo. Estamos vivos o muertos? La vida te trae sorpresas, malas o buenas tragedias, buenas vibras, gente viene y sale, amigos quienes son? Miro atrás de mi, ahí están, volteo al otro lado por un segundo, volteo para atrás, miro atrás de mi otra vez, donde están? La vida te puede pudrir la alma, la vida te puede curar la alma. Estamos vivos o muertos? Viviendo en un infierno, muertos nos sentimos. Viviendo feliz, mas vivos nos sentimos. Estamos vivos o muertos? Tal vez nuestra vida empieza cuando nuestro corazón pare. Tal vez esta "vida" que vivimos es solo un sueno. Tal vez estamos dormidos en este momento, cuando vamos a despertar y vivir nuestra vida? Cuando vamos a despertar y sentir nuestra vida? Sentir lo que vivimos, poder sentir lo que es sentir ser libre sin las cadenas teniendonos aquí atrapados. Cierra tus ojos, imagínate en un lugar donde estas feliz, estas viviendo! Tal vez cuando nuestro ojos se cierran nuestra alma empieza a vivir? Tal vez en un sueno estamos viviendo. Tal vez cuando nuestros ojos se cierren para siempre, empezaremos a vivir...

© Ruda

Mesmerizing Eyes

Some sonnet I wrote around feb (2012)....

Looking deep into those strong vivid eyes..
Clasp of your emotion, intimacy..
Eyes engaged, a radiant feeling lies..
The heart beating strongly, intensely..
The light of the sky, caressing your face..
Gleaming through your body, making you glow..
Foreign feeling I feel passion and haze..
Yet so affective, intimacy shows..
Light, clothing over you so sensual..
The beat of my body with fierce it runs..
Caused by those shined eyes, unforgettable..
Memorable feeling, can not run from..
Can’t run from it, too strong to let go of..
Within seconds, into me this was shoved..


© Rudas