Poems by Rosa Velez

THE MORNING SUN

What is a vision of beauty? Have you seen the morning sun whose shades of yellow just brighten up one’s day?

Yellow-orange, yellow-red, Yellow-ochre, yellow-gold, All these colors van Gogh foretold.

Colors of beauty, colors of warmth, colors that tantalize one’s sight with food for thought.

How sad, the blind man who craves the vision only his mind and his heart can feel. Yet he can really see far beyond the man who was born with sight. This is true beauty… This is true sight… Have you seen the Morning Sun? WITHOUT RAIN

Instead of the sunlight, give me rain. Rain, cleansing me of all those memories… INSANE Rain is tears in disguise. Can’t hide those lies, Can’t hide the rain. The sun warms me, dries me, yet at times annoys me burning my skin, like flames… Like a whiplash— a whiplash, that’s constantly striking my skin… Beating like a drum, without rhythm. Beating like a dream, without rhythm. Beating without rhythm,

Without rhythm, Without Rain… My life’s insane.

Poems by Rosa Velez

TAKE TIME OUT

Take time out to see me for who I really am

Take time out to hear me when my ears hear no more whispers

Take time out to share a moment with me, to feel the echoes of my heart, to feel the memories of the past wisp away in the wind.

Take time out to realize, your blindness is only temporary, for the true sight, is the one that sees from the soul…

Take time out. silence is where we entered where there were ashes, there were broken masks. ashes of the past, ashes of the present, wings wide open, taking everything. everything that you gave me, everything that we shared, everything tossed into the flames— bright, hot, fiery flames. like the pits of hell swallowing me, tonight i shall run naked in the wind, not caring what they’ll say not caring what i feel. pain, like hot coals sizzling again, crisping the outer layers of my skin leather-like, reptile maybe, a barrier, like a porcupine. no passions left… who am i? trying to be free from the silence where i entered… tonight i will wipe a tear from the ashes of the past turning the flames into the residue of the phoenix. i shall rise like the phoenix from the fire into the ashes strong, beautiful, wings wide open. tonight i shall enter my life, knowing that if i fall, i shall be caught by the universe— not you? where unicorns fly and dolphins sing their haunting songs siren-like mesmerizing putting men into trances tonight I shall enter my life entering time-zones not known connected to this world—not necessarily my own, tonight i shall enter this life, with a belief that magic can exist within the realms of its entity. tonight, i shall walk in silence.