When I Hear a Song

When I hear a song

The whole world dances.

The melody writes a story

In my head, of gods and glory.

The instruments are flowers.

The singer is a sinner.

The rhythm intoxicates,

And I start dreaming.

But it has to end,

And the night brings me to my bed.

Even there I hear the music

And the story is in my head.

Words start dancing there

And freedom is found at last.

Although it doesn’t stay,

And I have to fight the next day.

Climbing to that mountain of inspiration

Is the best solution, the best invention.

Staying on the top is a peaceful moment

For me, unreachable in the morning,

A duty when night is coming.

Introduction and Conclusion

Introduction

A lot of people spend lots of hours connected to social networks such as Facebook or Twitter. This can be bad or good. Many people in my circle found love through them. However, they can have their negative aspects. The social networks have a lot of people against them but it is one of the next steps in the evolution of humanity towards a more united one. Besides there can be a controlled use of them without many problems.

Conclusion 

We can’t turn the face to this new technology. It is the next step and we have to face that fact. On the other hand, there must be an effective use of the powerful tool called internet. There are too many people wasting their precious time there and we have to be aware of some limits. However, it is the future and it is going to stay. The only thing we can do is to propose some changes in the way we use it nowadays.

Aftermath

It is here.

We carry on without knowing. That it is here.

Don't understimate yourself, you are all you have.

Even when there is no answer to that question, you are there.

It is here and you are it. You are here and it is now. You are now and maybe that is the answer.

Up and down, and in the end it is only round and round.

Don't understimate yourself, you are powerful. Only that you don't know it yet. But I will show you something. If you are reading it by now, it means you are somewhere beyond them. You are us. Us and them, and after all, we are ordinary men. That is what it hurts. But that is what makes us human. We have the power to be human. Our mind would escape if we hadn't that chain. Many minds have escaped without saying goodbye. So keep being a human, but keep considering you as us, not them.

Little Poetry 2

The eyes were shut
spiders were there
a lemon tree waited
for spring to come

Castles forgotten
in the luminous day.
Whatever you think
was thought yesterday.

Dreaming this night I saw
two people dancing alone.
No music were there,
only their souls.

Speechless I listened,
their movements were slow
I can't answer your question:
My reason has drown

Nobody asks for money
in the land of gold.
All they want is an answer
of the happiness god.

Escape from reality
a goddess said to me.
It is risky and dangerous,
but it's how it must be.

If paradise city is near my town,
I would satisfy my soul,
spending the hours thinking
that I've never been there before.

But stupid is the question
if the answer is always no,
so keep on dreaming baby
cos I'll always let you go.

A yes appears in my dream
but you are not there.
Who is that woman?
I really do care.

Explaining all my thoughts
is so hard to understand.
So keep on dreaming sugar
I'll never be your man.

I've just seen a face
I do know the place
were we just met.
It was a sunny morning
the smile on my face.
And you were daydreaming
of life and death.
However, the only possible answer
is to see me again.
I will explain you insanity.
I will teach you about faith.
If love is not the answer,
nobody will understand.