domingo, 13 de diciembre de 2015

How to save a life

I wouldn't knew what to say
if suddenly your arms
fell
around my body.

If I discover you
at my door
with your unique smile
that tells a hundred stories.

I wouldn't know what to do
if you were following me
between my dark thoughts
with your unique lifesaving.

I couldn't admit
you tempt me to fly
but then I remember you cut my wings.
So goodbye.

domingo, 29 de noviembre de 2015

The foxy and the hawk

She's the foxy and I'm the hawk. We're always together. I don't know why, I don't know how, but this friendship was born in strange circumstances. I could say that I didn't know how friendship is before meeting her, so trying to define my concept of friendship could be impossible. I can only speak about her.
She's so creative and original, and she doesn't really care about opinions from other people. I enjoy spending time with her, she can understand me. And I think I can understand her. We're so similar in different ways.
I think I grew up with her. And I still growing up, and I hope with her too. Situations, decisions, changes,.. Maybe if her wouldn't be by my side, I wouldn't know why I am here, not in this place, but in this world. Perhaps it sounds strong, but I really feel pathetic if she was not here. By her side I feel I'm weird, different. But not idiot.
I can only write about things that I feel or I felt important. So she is. So this friendship is.

I usually throw up with romantic things or excessive gestures of love, but she is one of those persons who I would say

Hey, I love you.

I never want to miss you.

domingo, 15 de noviembre de 2015

Two crystals, one wound

I want to let the time pass by,
and my wounds be the same,
but they don't hurt,
and closed.

Because now I have to come with me,
and I have to remember me,
because I had already forgotten about me.

To know that when I'll wake up in the morning,
just after remembering that you are no longer,
I will just look in the mirror,
and start again.

Carry on, contemplating,
the life in the coffee,
infinitely immense.

As this void in me.

Essay - Space Debris

We don't care about the space, may because we think that the space is very extensive, but usually we are wasting time, money and "space" with throwing space debris. Space debris is being a serious problem for the humans, and most of the space debris we send we could make it go back to Earth.

Most of the space debris is innecesary. A lot of rockets and satellites are useless now, because they served their propose, and now they're around us, with no function. The rockets and the satellites are expensive to fabricate, so most of them were made to investigate something and then wander through space. It could be a good idea to make them back to Earth and recycle them, making new rockets and satellites or giving them a second usage.

Being surrounding by space debris is affecting us, as we can see in the fields of Calasparra, Murcia (Spain) that objects that we could define as black balls are falling from the sky. And it is happening in sites as Australia and Brazil too, so I think that we should make something now, because of the "health" of our planet, and, in the same way, of our space.

We should respect our space as we respect the places in common as the street or the public transport because the space is owned by everyone.

lunes, 9 de noviembre de 2015

Frida Kahlo's paintbrush

I don't want to think anymore because thinking it's making me ill.

I only want to listen all my favorite songs and be laying on the bed, because the world it's getting cold outside and I'm very icy to catch more cold.

He's at the door, but I really don't care, so I'm going to sleep and let the flames begin. This time I win.

Fortunately or unfortunately, I'm here, alone, and the only thing I know are my feelings, for that reason I'm always talking about the same. I'm starting to be boring.

In another life, I think I would be a Frida Kahlo's paintbrush, because all I know is that love is the most powerful feeling.

Activity - Outline

Positive Thinking Helps to Have a Happier Life!

I. Positive thoughts are primarily those that help us deal with our daily problems.

II. Types of thoughts

A. Necessary thoughts
B. Useless thoughts
C. Negatives thoughts
D. Positive thoughts

III. Benefits of positive thinking.

A. Improve your mood
B. It helps prevent stress
C. Develop confidence in yourself
D. Upgrade your relationships

IV. How to think positive

A. Evaluate your thoughts
B. Fighting negative thoughts
C. Live an optimistic life

V. Because of their benefits, people should think more in positive.

domingo, 1 de noviembre de 2015

Clouds and shadows - Hello

I started the day studying hard. On Tuesday I had an exam and I wanted to go well prepared.
After lunch I took the bus and I listened the last single from Adele: "Hello".
I take off the bus and I was walking through the Blue Square when I saw him.

I was in front of him. Last time I had seen him was two years ago, a few days after our break up. And now, two years later I was in front of him again.

It was really weird. He and I were petrified, and then, he started to cry.

And I started to cry too, because even all this time had passed, I still loved him. I still missing him at nights, and I couldn't dream without him in my dreams.

He hugged me.

And we decided to have a coffe.

domingo, 25 de octubre de 2015

Misunderstood reality

It is like if you're on a brainstorm
and a ray fall down
and the blame is on you.

------------------------------------------------

They call him misunderstood
because
my name is very simply.

He's always in the middle
of a cats's fights,
so far from the life station.

Someone said once
that he's got the broken soul
of a painful artist.

But, there's a problem
-more-
he doesn't have art.

He come into my room
with the boots of thinking
and says: "I'm here"

Anywhere is okay
when you don't feel okay
in yourself.


Writing - A man in the edge

There is a man in the edge of a skyscraper.
He only wants to feel alive, but the world is so close-minded... The police men want he to come into the room, but he doesn't agree with that. He just want to be free, he just want to be himself.
He can feel the air in his cheeks.
A few boys are yelling: "Jump! Jump!"
"Stupids!"-he thinks. - "I'm under pressure at this moment!!"
Suddenly, the hooters, the light and the firefighters. People down of the skyscraper are scared.
The man jumps.
Most of them are crying, others are feeling very bad.
And all of their sad faces become in surprise when they see the man flying. Like a balloon. He's elevating more and more.

He's happy now. He's flying through the sky, and he can see the world.

And the world is smiling to him at this moment.



Problem + Solution - Racism

Racism is a serious problem because of people's prejudices. Yesterday, I was talking in the bus with two old women when an arabic woman got into the bus with her baby. One of the old ladies started to tell me that arabic people are going to kill us because they all are terrorists. This though was formed by a prejudice and the fear of unknown.

One solution to this problem is making aware in people who have prejudices. We have to know that we live in a multicultural world and we must respect all people without thinking if they are black or white... These facts must be learned in school, so it must be fomented the tolerance between people of differents races. Because we are humans and we have the same rights.

[In my opinion, the solution is very well, but I would talk more about the necessity of empathy. Anyway, I liked very much my partner's solution.]

domingo, 18 de octubre de 2015

"This world needs a new world"

My favorite poet wrote once: "This world needs a new world"

If I could, I would make a new world.

But I think that it's a foolishness to make a new world if in that world will live stupid humans.

Yes, it is a fact: humans are stupid. We have built a second world on top of a first world what had been created by nature and the second world is like a black hole: the second world is swallowing the first world, the humans, the planet, the space and all that is around.

The hardest part is that we are proud of that. We are proud of destroying a world, a planet, a lifestyle. We don't care about the feelings. We are worse than animals. 

The saddest part is that we are lost.
And we will be more lost if we can't see beyond.

But it's not impossible. 
All we need is hope and faith.

Comparison / Contrast paragraphs - Punk Music VS Classical Music

Punk music and classical music are types of music, but they are so distant. First of all, punk music has more younger followers than classical music. Most of the followers of classical music are usually adult people. Punk bands usually wear dark and baggy clothes. In contrast, classical music players usually wear suits and elegant clothes. Classical music normally has not got singers. On the other hand, the principal element of a punk music band is the singer. Punk music's followers usually wear t-shirts printed with the icons of their favorite band. Punk music has got a very extended merchandise to buy their products, while in classical music we rarely can find products (except music's CDs) Maybe people who does not like music thinks that that two types of music are similar, but that is wrong.

domingo, 11 de octubre de 2015

In my place

Break all the mirrors. Take me away. I can't stay here with this loneliness. It's hard to breathe when you're in flames. I want to take this off.

I say "this is the moment". I am waiting for nowhere. Break all the rules and take me away. Please. Please. Come out of my head and take my hand. Sing me all night. Show me the way and make me smile. Come on!

I'll paint you with all my colours, at night, at day. But it doesn't really matter. You are not here. Until your mind. Until your hair. Maybe we can stay together. I'm here waiting for you. You've got a place here. So come on! Please! Come on! Come here!

Lying in my bed, feeling so small. I cover myself with words of magic, and then, the moon is blue. My blue space to start a dream. Inside my bed, get off of my head.

Sinners never sleep.


miércoles, 7 de octubre de 2015

Expressing my opinion - About taking care of pets

Nowadays, a lot of pets and animals are being mistreated, and that's horrible. Some horrible people abandon their dogs at street before travelling on holidays. It make me feel so sick. A dog is a living thing that gives you all that he have: love. So, if your dog loves you, why do you abandone it? Are you that kind of person that hurt at everyone you love? Would you like to feel abandoned? People should think the responsibilities of take care from a dog before adopting it or buy it. Dogs (and another animals) are not to blame from your madness and your irresponsibilities. So if you take care of your pet, you would have a real good friend.

domingo, 4 de octubre de 2015

White cat, blue cat

I remember when we were two cats in the middle of the way. We were lost.
You used to bite my little ears while I complained about how unfair is this world. That's right, we were together. You used to smile when I used to run away from my boring home for being with you. When we ate garbage from restaurants. When you used to say silly things to make me smile. When we didn't mind anything: we were dysfunctional cats and we liked it.

The other cats used to talk about our relation, they though that it was perfect, but I remember too the last days. When you said that you prefer the loneliness luxury life before the warm hug of a street cat. When you said that you were tired of eating junk. When I said to you goodbye, and you said "see you later". 

But later...

...later doesn't exist.

So, nice to meet you, weird cat. I will never forget anything.

Describing someone - Demi Lovato

When I was younger, I used to listen Demi Lovato's music because I liked her songs. But I didn't knew what was going wrong with her.
Demi Lovato is a beautiful young singer, actress and a warrior. She's not very tall, but I think she's a beautiful girl with her height. She's got dark brown hair, but she prefers dye it of different colors. I think she's brave and strong, and she's for me a helpful icon.
In her life, she had got many important problems about her body image because of bullying and emotional problems because of the absence of her father when she was a little girl.
She was in a rehab center for her problems: her bulimia, and her addictions.
When she overcame all her problems, leaving the rehabilitation center, she canceled her contract with Disney and began writing her own songs.
In her songs she talks about her own story and how to be strong against life's problems. She wrote a song called "Warrior" that tell her story and she tells that she's a warrior because now, she's got thicker skin.
I think she is an example of overcoming when we fall, so for me, she's a hero.

"Guernica" - Picasso

Pain.

I can see the pain. I can feel the pain.

That's what I feel.

A mother with her son in her arms. He's dead, and now she's dead too.

Chaos. Isolation.

The birds can't fly in a room. I've got to breathe.

No one can save us, they don't know where we are.

The fear is running through the room. The world is quiet.

The silence of the night, The trees are crying.

The wind is howling "stop".

But.

I can see a light.

I feel a flower.

The spring will bloom again.

And no matter the cold of the winter. The sun will always shine.

domingo, 27 de septiembre de 2015

Poem to practice - "Fear"

Fear of being the one and only.
Fear of starting a war.
Fear of the silence that lives inside of me.
Fear of falling down.
Fear of not learning from mistakes.
Fear of pain.
Fear of paint.
Fear of the sea.
Fear of gray men.
Fear of the sunshine.
Fear of the moonlight,
Fear of getting worse.
Fear of taking the wrong way.
Fear of feeling alone.
Fear of feeling.
Fear of diseases
Fear is not the same.
Fear of being free.
Fear of the future.
Fear this day will end on a sad song.
Fear of waking up to find the same broken person in the mirror.
Fear of not loving and fear of not being loved.
Fear that feeling the world is ending to me. Again.
Fear of this world.
Fear of me, myself and I.
Fear of death.
I've said that.

Pills for not to dream

He's so wrong.

He only wants to be normal, but the world is so cruel.

He prefers being alone at his room, listening Oasis's music, thinking about his consequences, reading old books, drawing a life that he can't find in this real world.

He's the last day. He tries to get up when the night is in his own inside.

He tries not to worry while all of the stars are fading away. He takes what he need, and he's on his way, but he can't stop crying his heart out.

He thinks twice, because he was wrong once.

He starts a fire without a flame.

But, don't worry.

It was just my imagination.

martes, 22 de septiembre de 2015

Breakdown

All these street had seen all. They were witness of our love, our hate, our hope, our disease, our madness and our last goodbye.

Running through them don't make me feel better. They are yelling, screaming. Screaming that you're the one that got away. Screaming that I'm not the same.

Things are better? I don't know. I learned what was lose that game.
However, I'm brave. You was running from all your demons, and I faced them.

I'd be lying if I said that I don't feel nothing at all for you. I feel sorry for you. You still being the same, but I've grown. And I'm still growing. And learning.

I'm starting my bright life, meeting new people, studying what I want and having fun with my friends. 

So I think it's time to say goodbye to you.