Este poema está dedicado a mi nana, que descanse en paz. Donde sea que te encuentres, espero que sepas que te amo y te extraño. Espero que te guste este poema. Hay otra versión en Ingles titulado “The Rain”.
“La Lluvia”:
La lluvia nos saludo en el principio del fin.
Nos dirigió hacia el camino adelante.
Un camino enlodado, lleno de piedras, con saltos y golpes.
Un camino muy bien viajado.
Un camino lleno de dolor.
Un camino que dirige a todos hacía el mismo, desgraciado final.
Y igual como vino, se fue.
Inesperadamente.
Nos dejó empapados en lágrimas de tristeza, de alegría.
Pero la lluvia nos trajo juntos, nos unió.
Y juntos lloramos su partida.
Llorábamos porque sin ella había una sequía en nuestros corazones que nunca va estar resuelto.
Las nubes también se juntaran, por el resto del tiempo y llorarán por su memoria.
La agua goteando desde el cielo no estará llena de su presencia.
La agua no será suficiente para aliviar el dolor de la desaparición de la lluvia.
Y aunque no queramos aprender a vivir con el dolor y la sequía lo tendríamos que hacer.
Solamente tenemos su memoria para satisfacer nuestra sed de querer verla, de querer estar redondeados de su presencia.
Solamente tenemos su memoria de la frialdad recorriendo nuestra piel, llevando con ella nuestras preocupaciones y dolor.
Por ella, nos convertimos en lluvia—llorando gotas tratando de limpiar el dolor de haberla perdido.
Por ella, nos convertimos en lluvia para recordarla.
Just a reminder that today is NOT Mexico’s Independence Day, that’s September 16th. Today actually marks the Mexican army’s victory over France at the Battle of Puebla in 1862. I don’t really know why people here in America celebrate today, I guess it’s an excuse for them to get hammered. God, sometimes I hate my fellow Americans. Anyways, it’s not like Mexico celebrates the Fourth of July…let’s stop making Cinco de Mayo a thing here.
what society needs to understand is that friendship and romance are not ranks, tiers, or levels. they are not above or below each other. romance is not a promotion. friendship is not a demotion. romance is not “more than” being friends with someone. friendship and romance are concepts that exist on equal terms, side by side. sometimes they happen to coincide. other times they never intersect at all. how relationships are classified is up to the individuals involved but like?? neither is inherently more or less valuable is the thing
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT
i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls
“Remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet”
— Stephen Hawking (1942-2018)
With the way that I am singing these love songs, I bet my mom thinks I must be in love with some boy. The jokes on her I am singing about 2 characters that I believe are in love to get in the mood to write a fluffy fic.
A reminder that turning in assignments for partial credit is better than not turning them in at all. It is. Even if you think you’ve done a bad job and are ashamed of your work, or it’s way overdue, you take whatever you can get. Partial credit dramatically improves your grade over a zero, and I’m always astounded by how often even the smartest kids don’t really comprehend that. 60% is worlds better than 0%. Even 10% is going to help you. Letter grades are misleading and are not created equal. “F"s are mathematically valuable. Turn that late assignment in.