Soyla Veronica's Poetry Page =}~
That up there is me. My name is Soyla Veronica< not slim shady> LoL. A while back I decided to put this page together as a "fun" project. This page is dedicated to poets and those who enjoy both writting and reading poetry. But most of all it is dedicated to my dad David Martinez Chávez
becasue he truly believed in me and once write to me to "go ahead and write that book" He always told me that no matter what i decided to be he would back me up. This to him I dedicate. R.I.P. Papí I love u SIEMPRE A warning the following poems are going to be in either Spanish or English. If you have any suggestions or comments do not hesitate to e-mail me. You can best reach me at brandonfan4life@aol.com OR poetryprincess1977@yahoo.com; Enjoy. All right :) PEACE
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~~~*******~~~*****2 my lil korn nut*****~~~******~~~
YOU
The passion in your eyes makes me realize that nothing can come
between the love which reaches and branches out like a growing tree
between me and you
and you and me
Skies can only be so high but not as clear as the love
which holds us close for eternity
Smiles come and go but in the ones we show
that love can always be and you I love
and you love me
You brought me back to life
when dead I almost felt
you grabbed me by the arm when I almost fell.
You showed me through and through that you'd be there for me
and that Is why now I can be there for you too
I thank you for all happiness you brought upon my face
I thank you for the tears I shed
at moments which we shared
for all the joy you brought me
even when I cut my hair.
You made me laugh at things others might have thought childish
but you brought out the child in me
and of life you did remind me
I love you with all my soul if I knew what all my soul was
I love you with all my heart
even if at the end of the day we need to part
I love you with every beam of me even though I can not count each grain
I love you with all I have because I know you love me the same
Thanks for all this you share with me all the bad and all the good
I love you with all I have in me our love will never be misunderstood.
2 My lil KoRn NuT
4/12/04 12:18 pm SVC
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When tears do come down my face
I wonder why the drops make such a race.
I need not shed them anywhere
But some do fall on my darkened hair.
They whisper shed me
let me go.
I will let you
grow
grow
grow.
So I let them
trickle down
and let then clear that saddened frown.
And with that frown creeps a smile
which I know that with you at my side will
grow
mile by mile.
And as the sun brightens up my days
I learn to grow
In many ways
My spirit cries for year that have passed
My spirit rings
I'm free at last.
But also my mind has grown a bit
For I have learned
How it is not to quit
For with you by my side
I say all words that use to hide
And hope that one day you will see
all that you truely mean to me.
So even if for now I go
remember this my friend
you shall grow
grow
grow.
SVC 4:25 pm 1/9/03
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My JoUrNaL pOeMs
Untitled
The sun was shinning onto the west side of the school.
The clouds coming
From behind like a wooven cobija.
Wrapping themselves around the Sun and hiding it from the unknown.
Like a mother to her child.
The Chiquillos running around the sharp corner as their mothersštry to catch them to hit them with their chanclas.
The sun finally going down like a long day at the pulga.
Today my children say the mother
is another day
it might have been raining hard
the storm never seemed to settle
but it is not always going to be like that
The children run into the home and smile with their inner sun.
For today is a day more they live in their barrio.
By: DreamerDawg925/Dreamer/SVC
revised 3/20/05(c)Dreamer's Productions
HERMANA/SISTER
Hermana
What up with your Moro?
Love him, si no nimodo.
Hermana
What up with your Cholo?
Is he handing out the babies bolo?
Hermana
What up con tu chavo?
Do you hug him like you would no other?
Hermana
What up with tu
Chico?
Is he hanging out with that lilš Chavito?
By: DreamerDawg925
GRACIAS
Gracias
I tell you, as you open the door.
Gracias
You whisper
Why and what for?
For being apart of my life
And seeming so close yet sometimes real far.
Gracias
I tell you
As you pass me the salt.
Gracias
You whisper
Why and what for
For being my companion,my love
and my life.
By: Soyla Verónica Chávez
ReSpOnSeS tO cLaSs PoEms
Maria Garcia
Maria Garcia
I felt your pain
I felt your sorrow.
You asked how would you deal with it?
Well, I couldnšt wait until tomorrow.
Swallow your pride
Hide your fear
And here my friend is my lending ear.
Maria Garcia
I say to you
There are fish in the sea
And I heard that there are few known to be good
When you cast your sail and the sea seems right
He will come to you with all his love and might.
Maria Garcia
I say to you
I know your pain
And feel it too
You see my friend
And fellow poet
You loved him so
But you will find a new love
Before you know it.
It might take months
It might take weeks
But there are plenty a friend that is here for you.
I saw your pain and felt it too
For as they say been there and done that
I have also lost a love
Of someone I felt and though was worthy of my presence
Welcome to the club of warm-hearted females
That one-day can turn around and say
My name is (fill in the blank) and I can give you all my love
If you show me you are worth that and more.
Maria Garcia
My answer to your poem is
Walk proud of who you are
Show us who you want to be
And little by little the bad will be gone
But remember that with this one experience you will
And have grown to
Be but a better person.
For when that next encounter enters your world
You will be ready to give your best possible and will see
That that person will respect you more and be grateful for what they have
And maybe then you would see that your question has finally been answered.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OtHeR pOeMs~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sometimes
Sometimes when you sit
and look into the
sky and you see
nothing
Do you wonder if up there
there is someone looking down
at you too.
And wonder why nothing is there.
TO MY BEST FRIEND
FRIENDS FOREVER
we have seemed to be
FRIENDS FOREVER
maybe until we are both
103
FRIENDS FOREVER
we have learned about
each other
gone through school together
and seperated
yet
we stay
FRIENDS FOREVER
till the end.
So as I say this
FRIENDS FOREVER
poem
I wish you my FRIEND
The best from now
until
FOREVER.
THIS IS FOR U MICHELLE = }} HE HE
WHO ARE YOU
Who are you?
I ask
Since people say
That we pick our spirit guides
I ask you my lifešs guide
My unseen life companion,
Who are you?
I only direct this to you
Because I sometimes wonder
Who it is I speak to.
Or who may be listening in while
I think to myself.
Who are you?
Where did you come from?
Did I know you before?
Will in turn you, know me too?
When it is my turn to fit in your shoes
Who are you?
Is it you I hold close,
At night as I sleep by myself in a room
Of
Unknown silence
Or
Light whispers of those coming by?
Are you the one that dances or danced with me as I grew?
Who are you I ask
As I cry a cynical thunder
Of sweet madness
Who are you?
Will I ever know?
POEMSFROMTHE OLDSOYLAPOEMS FROMTHE OLDSOYLAPOEMS FROMTHE OLDSOYLA~~~~~~~Mostly Have a short explanation of who I thought of while thinking of the poems.~~~~~~~POEMS FROMTHE OLDSOYLAPOEMS FROMTHE OLDSOYLAPOEMS FROMTHE OLD SOYLAFROMTHE OLDSOYLA
IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT
It's not your fault that you don't
love me.
It's not your fault that you don't
care.
It's not your fault that you don't
need me.
It's not your fault that you don't
want me.
It's not your fault if you
aren't there.
Then why is it that I
really love you?
Then why is it that
I really care?
Then why is it that I
really need you?
Especially because you're not there.
It's not your fault that you
had to leave me
It's not your fault that you
died that way.
Then why is it that I
think about you weekly?
Then why is it that I miss you everyday?
BY: SVC 20 years old 1997
I was thinking of a classmate at the time his name was André Fernandes R.I.P.
UNTITLED
Wind blows
Sun glows
and beautiful flowers
Grow in the Spring time.
Birds fly
Blue sky
And
Summertime passes by
to quickly.
So whatever you do
Don't wait until your 102
to have some fun in the winter.
And then you say
"What about fall?"
Well my dear just go to the mall.
BY:SVC 3:23 7/10/97
That Day
That day I recieved your message
it was actually for my sister.
Who would have known that we would
come to do so many things with
and for each other.
You were more to me than a brother.
We went through hard ships and fun times.
We even had time to count our dimes.
We had differences in our age.
But seem to have been going through
that same odd stage.
I helped you with your problems and
you with mine.
We had so many good times with each other
and no one seemed to mind.
Music we listened to.
Things we did
So much in common
yet not the same.
Then one day the fun faded
When you said something we both hated.
You had to leave to another land.
No more having fun and making castles with the sand.
Now it has been atleast a month
tears still role down my face
My heart still thumps as I here your lingering voice.
I am still afraid that I will never again here you.
When will I see you?
Never it seems.
Yet tears still flow like streams.
A how loud the wind screams at night
When I hold my pillow tight
in hopes to hear you again
my dear and lovely friend.
SVC 1:51pm 8/1/97
age 20 and6 months :))
Dedicado a/Dedicaded to:
Pedro Ernesto Portillo Salamanca.
Mi amigo que se mudo a EL SALVADOR.
My friend who moved to El Salvador.
Abrasos dreamer14
MAMACITA
Mama
no sabes cuanto te quiero.
Aunque hay dias que no se nota
Mama
no sabes cuanto te adoro
Hasta me da ganas de mandarte un coro
Mama
vales mas que puro oro.
Hasta cuando pura LATA te doy.
Mama eres mi vida, mi alma, mi razon por vivir.
Si no fuera por ti no se que se haria de mi.
Mama, me has ayudado por todo lo malo
y tambien lo bueno.
Y esa no mas es otra razon que te quiero.
Desculpa mamacita si el acento de me olvida
Porque como sabes no soy perfecta.
Ni de grande ni de nińa.
Mama hay dias que me porto mal.
Y a pensar realmente no tengo razón.
Debo pensar mas con el corazón.
Mama y si hay dias que me quedo cayada
es que recuerdo los dias que tuvimos juntas.
Y si te hablo de mucho es porque te considero mi mejor amiga.
Mama no hay nada mejor que ser mama e hija.
Y es por eso que te quiero desear
un feliz dia de las madres. Porque mi mama eres y feliz me
haces.
This is a poem which was written for mi mother as a mothers day gift.
1997 SVC 20yrs. old
Wish
I wish that you were here today
so that I could be happy like I was yesturday.
The sky was blue the sun was out
And you made me feel so proud.
I felt you near
But some how now I don't
Can I call you dear
Or do you not love me any more.
I miss you so
I wish I didn't
But that is just how I feel
When I see that the sky is gray not blue
and that I can not be with you.
SVC 7:08 12/4/97
The following poems were written by a friend of mine and dedicated to me. His name is Hector Hugo Alvarez. Keep the faith .
WISHING ON A STAR
Cold nights; and lonely; emptyness all around me,
My star keeps me company.
Many nights I have shut my eyes and squeezed them tigh.
As I wished with all my might.
I've always kept my wishing simple. Not too extreme
My wish is my dream. I don't want money.
I don't want fancy cars.
I just want someone to fill my lonely nights.
So when I stand and wish upon my star,
I'll have someone wishing there with me.
7-8-97 H.H.A. 22yrs.old
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