Intenté ©

Manos contritas
Fotos marchitas
Y las luces no brillan más
Se apagaron y se llevaron la sonrisa
Que tanto busqué en mi vida
Ahora no sé qué hacer
Porque los libros no me hablan de vuelta
Y el dolor es incandescente
Quema y no deja verme
El espejo solo refleja mi tristeza
Recuerdo la primera vez que llegaste
Me cubriste las primeras heridas
Ahora son rojas las vendas
Y el laberinto sí es verdad que enreda
Qué tanto fallé... si ni siquiera intenté


Omar Perez-Then
Conconcito Publishing ©
11 Mayo 2009

Te Tuve

Te tuve una vez
Con mis manos te abracé
Te miré una y otra vez
Con mis labios te besé
Me reía sin querer
Tú reías también

Ahora todo es al revés
Como antes nada es
La nieve no vendrá otra vez
Porque solo en tus brazos encontré
Cosas más allá del placer
Me mata que no estés

Te tuve una vez
Y el recordar no me hace bien
Se mezclan las lágrimas con el café
Es difícil estar de pie
Me duele perder
Las batallas que ya luché


Omar Pérez-Then
Conconcito Publishing©
17 Feb. '09

Señales

Las señales no están en las luces

Están en mis manos

Las señales son como el agua

Pero pueden saciar la sed de algunos

Las señales pasan de largo

Esperan al primero que las encuentra

Como gatos se esconden

Hasta que llega el extraño

Con las palabras precisas

En el momento preciso

Todo comienza a hacer sentido

Hastas las señales

Que una vez no entendimos

Que algna vez nos dejaron confundidos

Vuelven al principio de las pirámides

Escalan los pensamientos de los sabios

Capturan la atención de los que prestan atención

Las señales están, pero no todos las vemos

No todos las vemos

Porque no hay peor observador, que el que se niega a ver

Puntos Suspensivos...

Puntos

Unidos por una línea

Caminan sin parar, sin pedir permiso

Con lápices en las manos

Patinan por las cartas

Que nunca escribiré

Acaso las leerías?

Acaso mostrarías el menor interés en mí,

En lo que digo?

Pensé que al buen entendedor 

Pocas palabras son suficientes

Haz demostrado todo lo contrario

Ni siquiera los libros de "self-help" te ayudan

Porque tu mente está en el limbo,

Vagando, perdida en el espacio

Como una frase que temina con puntos suspensivos...

Omar Pérez-Then
Conconcito Publishing©
10 Feb. '09

The Bridge

Where are we going?
Why the fast pace...?
My feet are tired,
My head is exhausted
Roundabouts
No way out
Circles
Back to square one
Against my will
But under my consent
Even though I've never been here before
This bridge looks so familiar
It brings me so many memories
Of you and me, apart
Caution, the floor is wet
And we might fall, again
All over again
Can't you see?
This is complicated
And loops make crazy
Tonight, I realize
You brought me here
Why did I let you?
'Cause I've let you
Why did I let myself?
I want to run as far as I can
Even if I slip on my way out
I don't care
I've broken my nose before
But I need to burn this bridge
Even if it's the only way to you
The one bridge that once united us
Is the one bridge that divide us
Once more, divided.


Omar Pérez-Then
Conconcito Publishing©
7 Feb. '09

I knew

I knew

I always knew

In the snow, or the beach

Mountain high, valley low

You were going to be there

Present

I knew that your presence

Would make my allergies senseless

In the dark, in the light

You always make me shine

Even when I can't see it

I knew

That your words are promises

Things that I can believe in

Beyond comprehension

Your peace is, will be

I knew

I know, I want to know more

Of your heart, your spirit, your soul

More of you, drink up

Until my thirst is quenched

Conconcito Publishing©
Jan 23, 2009.

I Wish, I Wish ©

I wish I could inspire you
Just like you inspire me
I wish I could sing
All the beautiful things you say to me
I wish I could play
The notes I hear when I'm with you
Sweet mornings
Warm afternoons
Silent nights
Next to you
I wish, I wish


Conconcito Publishing©
Jan 20, 2009.

Found By Love

I sing
I sing because I know that you
Somewhere, near or far
Are listening

I sing
I sing because I know that you
will find me

I want
I want to be found
By love


Inspired by the movie "August Rush."

Through it All

Seas
Mountains
Deserts
Perils
Trials
And tribulations
But through it all
You, Lord have kept me...
Always, everytime
I am thankful
I´m still here
I am blessed

When Colors Turn ©

When colors turn
You and only you
Are in my thoughts

When colors turn
Is like your face
Is smiling back at me

When colors turn
I take a deep breath and realize
How much I miss you

When colors turn
The strings of my guitar
Call out your name

When colors turn
The sound of your voice
Brings a smile on my face

When colors turn
Technicolor butterflies
Flush down my stomach

When colors turn
My soul warms up
Everything makes sense
Because you are here
And everything
Falls into its place
When color turn



Conconcito Publishing©

Inspired by Michael Higgins "When Colors Turn"
From the album: The Moon and the Lady Dancing

Mi Todo©

Un amanecer
Un atardecer
Un anochecer
Unos brazos
Que me abrazan
Tus brazos
Que me amarran
Tu abrigo
Que me calma
Tu abrazo
Mi tranquilidad
Tu corazón palpitando
Mi descanso
Tu respiración
Mi 5ta. sinfonía
Tu y yo
Mi deseo
Nosotros
Lo que anhelo
Las olas
Las estrellas
La arena
Mis testigos
Y tú
Mi causa
Mi mar
Mi todo

Here I Stand

Here I stand
Myself with empty hands
Thirsty of yours arms
And the smell of your skin

Here I stand
My heart in my hands
And the sound of empty space
Ringing in my head

Here I stand
Hopelessly waiting for you
Making excuses to justify
The absence of you and my fear

Here I stand
Listening to the clock tic
While I drench myself in wine
But nothing seems to ease my mind

Here I stand
Crying and wondering
When I could be happy
Smiling and shinning my light

Here I stand
Watching the sun set
Since you never came
The warmth of the walked away

Here I stand
Trying to rationalize
The fall of our secret
The extinction of our flame

Here I stand
Gathering thoughts in my room
After I pictured us flying high
As the "Big couple of the West"

Here I stand
When I could let my anger
Speak bad of myself
Busting the windows of your car...

Here I stand
Wasting precious time of my life
Writing away the feelings I got left
The things you never got to see face to face

Here I stand
Like a rock in the sea
Watching the waves break
And once they go, they don't come back

Here I stand
Both feet on the ground
Considering the facts of our split
And that I could've been very mean
But Instead I chose to be clean
And kind to you and to myself