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Here are some poems I wrote.....



A SMILE






Your smile wow

How do I start

to explain it

It is beautiful

It is magnificent

It can brighten anyone's day

But why don't you ever show it...

Everyone is always left wondering

Why is she so alone

Why is she always sad...

But you just sit there and wait...

Waiting for that reason

To start t smile again

But that day never really seems to come...

It seems to have left that day he left

he said he would come back but he never did.

He said she would always have his heart

and he would always have hers

and that it was true love...

The day he never came back

was the last day her infatuating smile left

now she just sits there waiting and waiting for him.

Everyone knows he will never come back

because they fear that then they might

never really smile again.

The smile everyone loved

that everyone fought for

but that only belonged to one person

that would never come.


FIGHT!

You call me weak, you call me inadequate.
You say I will never achieve my dreams
You say I will never be good enough
BUT those words you tell me, mean nothing to me
I have the inspiration of great figures to guide me!
My mama, my papa they came here to "the land of opportunity".
Not for me to just listen to your words and just give up
but to have a life they could not have
you think your words hurt me!
But guess what???
THEY DON'T!!
they help me, they remind me of what I don't want to be
if I listen I will only undermine become weaker and weaker
living a life I wish I could change
Are you the one that is afraid?
Are you afraid that I will surpass you?
That u will not have that power you felt so strong to have?
Did you see MLK give up when people seemed not to listen? NO
and look at the wonderful effects it had!
Did u se Ceaser Chavez stop marching stop fighting for those rights the farmers deserved?
when some things seemed not to change but soon they did...
Did you see Che's asthma stop him from fighting his battles when he fought for what he believed was right?
So why should I stop?
Ur taunts you may believe they will weaken me but they won’t
they just remind me of what I don’t want to become
and make me fight harder...
 
 
ok so i havent really added anything on here lately but i have reacently wrote new poems so ill put them on here
 
Light of Tomorrow
 
the phone rings
the child cries
no money to bring
day by day money leaves
hands scarred
age exceeding
work is a must
for food is a must
and clothes is a must
a child innocent
for him you work
for he is your future
the light for tomorrow
innocent to all the sin
as they grow richer
we grow pooer
our people defensless
to there tactices
we are exploited but they are protected
they grow richer we grow poorer
education is a must 
or so it feels as if it is
with our voices and our light
the future will hold a better tomorrow.
a tomorrow that holds no lies
that holds no hate.
for your child you work
for the light of tomorrow.
-veronica
 
 
this one is called pain of death (i did it on hwo and animal must feel wen being in a slaughter house)
 
a screech is heard
i knew it was to come
i was born to live this way
destined to die
my soul whithered from the day i came to live
the pain of living started young
no sympathy coming from him
all he cared for was his money
me dead meant nothing
i tried to squerm form his locking hands
his blood shot eyes looked at me blankly
has he no sympathy
yes no maybe so
no he doesnt
he grabs that blade
the heat the pain
why wont it stop?
now confided
i find a new pain
i long to see those visions of my dreams
to see a sun shine brightly
to eat anything i please
to feel the grass brush against my skin
instead i am haunted but those
blood shot eyes
knowing my end will soon come
it mustn't come
i should resist they pull me
i resist
they shock me
i still resist
but my resistence is not enough
my end is near
and once again i encounter his blood shot eyes
that first introduced my to my end.
 
 
 
is love overrated?
 
is love over rated?
i single hug
a kiss
a little more
those words
ur words
my words
a smile
the sun shines
i look at oyu
you look at me
those words are exchanged
the rain falls
time has passed
no word from you
thoses kisses
ur smile
now just a memory.
was it love? or
was it lust?
 
ok well this is all i have for now ill add more later
 
 

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