The embers are slowly fading
Into the deep, cold sleep
Of darkeness-
The fire burnt itself out
A long time ago.
There once was a flame
That burned so intensely.
Now there is only
Hidden, dying embers.
Where did the storm come from
That put the fire out?
It blew in and out in an instant
Like a humming bird, so rapid.
Was there ever a chance
To take cover from the storm?
Or was this part of HIS plan?
This fire was never meant to be
It seems.
But if it really wasn't
Then why is there still
One, single, tiny ember
Still glowing?
Do not let this babe dissapear.
A new flame is to be started.
And only the remaining tiny ember
Can light it up once more.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
Friday, June 23, 2006
One poem today...
I am hot and tired, but I found this poem I wrote in '99 reflects my emotions right now. I hope you enjoy!
Anger clouds my mind
While hatred devours my soul.
I do not feel pain
Nor do I see life.
My eyes only register
Colors dark and menacing.
My heart holds no compassion.
I cannot comprehend love.
My perception never shifts
Of the world around me.
I am a lone wolf
Who will never survive.
Solitary.
Deadly.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
Anger clouds my mind
While hatred devours my soul.
I do not feel pain
Nor do I see life.
My eyes only register
Colors dark and menacing.
My heart holds no compassion.
I cannot comprehend love.
My perception never shifts
Of the world around me.
I am a lone wolf
Who will never survive.
Solitary.
Deadly.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Poems for today- a couple short ones!
Hmmm, I think I had a creative explosion back in '99!! So far all these poems I've been posting are from the same month and year.
The sun is shining down
Before a growing storm
Yet I do not feel it's warmth.
The storm is far away
Just beyond the horizon
But I can feel it's wrath
I do not see the storm,
But I know it is coming.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
My
Ego
Now
Tumbles
Around
Lifelessly,
But
Registers
Every
Atom
Kindling.
Disaster's
On it's
Way
Now!
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
The sun is shining down
Before a growing storm
Yet I do not feel it's warmth.
The storm is far away
Just beyond the horizon
But I can feel it's wrath
I do not see the storm,
But I know it is coming.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
My
Ego
Now
Tumbles
Around
Lifelessly,
But
Registers
Every
Atom
Kindling.
Disaster's
On it's
Way
Now!
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
Monday, June 19, 2006
A couple of Poems for today!
Yet some more reflections from my past!! Both were written in 1999. ;)
A feeling I've kept hidden
Is sprouting in the shadows,
Peering around the corner
Blinking into the rising sun.
I can't see where it's headed.
Indifference makes me shrug it off.
But only on the outside.
On the inside it burns
Every centimeter of my body
Until it boils over
Creating a craziness
That I can't control.
Extreme youthfulness is
Internal happiness
But external indifference.
If everyone knew the truth
Of the secrets I hold deeper
Then all my emotion
Will spill over the wall
And bury once again
The one that is newly uncovered.
Maybe it's better this way;
I need this feeling more
Than any other emotion
That I keep hidden.
I just need to remember
To keep going foward
Blinking into the sun.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
A strong wind blows
A flikering candle
That dimly lights
An empty room.
The deep shadows
Harbor darker truths
While the shallow lies
Feast upon the dim light.
The empty room fills
With millions of lies
Devouring the flame
That flickered with fright.
There is nobody around
To relight the candle
And uncover the truth
That dissapeared with the flame.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
A feeling I've kept hidden
Is sprouting in the shadows,
Peering around the corner
Blinking into the rising sun.
I can't see where it's headed.
Indifference makes me shrug it off.
But only on the outside.
On the inside it burns
Every centimeter of my body
Until it boils over
Creating a craziness
That I can't control.
Extreme youthfulness is
Internal happiness
But external indifference.
If everyone knew the truth
Of the secrets I hold deeper
Then all my emotion
Will spill over the wall
And bury once again
The one that is newly uncovered.
Maybe it's better this way;
I need this feeling more
Than any other emotion
That I keep hidden.
I just need to remember
To keep going foward
Blinking into the sun.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
A strong wind blows
A flikering candle
That dimly lights
An empty room.
The deep shadows
Harbor darker truths
While the shallow lies
Feast upon the dim light.
The empty room fills
With millions of lies
Devouring the flame
That flickered with fright.
There is nobody around
To relight the candle
And uncover the truth
That dissapeared with the flame.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
Friday, June 16, 2006
I found my other writing!!!!
So now I can share more of my poems and creative writing again!! I just moved, and as I was cleaning out boxes that had been in storage for over a year, I found my portfolio with all my drawings and poems and other stuff!! So here is one poem today that I really love!!
This one I wrote back in April of '99, and I also translated it into Spanish!
Time stands still
And I look back
To broken dreams
And unkempt promises.
The world revolves around me
But I am blind to it's movements.
Time regroups slowly
And I look forward
To unspoken dreams
And promises yet to be made.
The world is knocking on the door
But I am too deaf to hear the sound.
Time starts to run.
I don't have the chance
To think about the past
Or to look toward the future.
But now I am aware of the world.
And I am not afraid.
Spanish version:
El tiempo se para
Mi vista regressa
A los suenos malos
Y las promesas quebradas.
El mundo da vuelta
Alrededor de mi cuerpo
Pero por el movimento,
Estoy siega.
El tiempo se mueve despacito.
Yo miro por el frente
A los suenos desconocidos
Y a loas promesas del futuro.
El mundo se toca la puerta
Pero por el ruido,
Estoy sorda.
El tiempo se corre.
No tengo la chanca
Para pensar en el pasado
Ni pensar en el futuro.
Pero ahora veo el mundo como es.
Y ya no tengo meido.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
This one I wrote back in April of '99, and I also translated it into Spanish!
Time stands still
And I look back
To broken dreams
And unkempt promises.
The world revolves around me
But I am blind to it's movements.
Time regroups slowly
And I look forward
To unspoken dreams
And promises yet to be made.
The world is knocking on the door
But I am too deaf to hear the sound.
Time starts to run.
I don't have the chance
To think about the past
Or to look toward the future.
But now I am aware of the world.
And I am not afraid.
Spanish version:
El tiempo se para
Mi vista regressa
A los suenos malos
Y las promesas quebradas.
El mundo da vuelta
Alrededor de mi cuerpo
Pero por el movimento,
Estoy siega.
El tiempo se mueve despacito.
Yo miro por el frente
A los suenos desconocidos
Y a loas promesas del futuro.
El mundo se toca la puerta
Pero por el ruido,
Estoy sorda.
El tiempo se corre.
No tengo la chanca
Para pensar en el pasado
Ni pensar en el futuro.
Pero ahora veo el mundo como es.
Y ya no tengo meido.
Kira Sandoval, copyright 2006
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