Tag: Eva Santiago

Nos Vamos Queriendo Sin Querer

Nos vamos queriendo sin querer
I love you because I don’t have to try so hard
Nos vamos queriendo sin querer
“You’re so easy to be with!” You said when we first met
Nos vamos queriendo sin querer
It’s just that simple
It seems effortless
Loving you you is not a tough math equation
Nos vamos queriendo sin querer
Because when love is real
It flows in a smooth current
Because when love is real
We overcome numerous obstacles
Because when love is real we’re willing to risk looking like 2 fools
Nos vamos queriendo sin querer
Nos enamoramos sin querer
We fell in love inadvertently
We fell in love because we were destined to
We fell in love because we wanted to
Nos amamos por que si
Nuestro amor lo resolvera todo

Eva Santiago copyright 2014

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CONTRADICTION

Used to be torn
Right in two
Pieces of me strewn all over
After a life time with you
After a life time of your hate
I discovered to love instead of hate
You tried to break me
You’re the one now torn
Bits of you lay scattered
Tossed about haphazardly
By your own hand
You chose this for your destiny

I am not the one
Laying naked on the floor
I am now the one
Clothed in another man’s love
You said so many damned times,
“I love you”
And I not once believed you
Because your balled up fists
Spoke way more than your words
” I love you,” you said
By your side, I always felt dead
Your love was in question
Every single day I shared my life with you

For you see: To love is to clothe
To hate is to expose
To love is to compose
To hate is to dethrone
To love is to protect
To hate is to defraud
To love is to secure
To hate is to unhinge
To love is to embrace
To hate is to cast aside
And cast me aside you did
To love is to kiss
But all you knew how to give
Were the fake kisses of Judas the traitor high priest
To love is to bless
To hate is to curse
And you did curse me with your fake confessions of love
To love is to be honest
To hate is to lie
To love is to see
To hate is blindness
To love is to feel
My love for you always chose to see past your evil delusions

I don’t miss you
I don’t miss us because you and me never became us
You were and still are YOU
I am me, still searching for my us…but never again with you.
I am fine now
No longer torn am I
No longer naked and bound on the floor
My faith has come back stronger than before
I am growing whole
I’ve nothing left to lose
Because even though you cost me a great deal
I soar daily as an eagle
Arising daily from my smoldering ashes
And my heart has found a home
A home worthy of my heart
A heart worthy of my home
And daily I fly to meet him…http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=co6WMzDOh1o

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2014

At Your Feet

At your feet
I feel no pain from the defeat
At your feet
Light pushes the darkness in me back
At your feet
I find my once lost beat
At your feet
My pain is certain
But my joy knows no bounds
At your feet
My worries,doubts and fears fade
At your feet
Down I lay every one of my burdens
And pick up life’s eternal crown
At your feet
My tears unleash a torrent of my love for you
At your feet
Is where I’ll always want to be
At your feet
At your feet
At your feet.

Eva Santiago copyright 2014

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Don’t Fear Your Wild Heart

Don’t fear your wild heart
Out of it come life’s finest treasures
Don’t fear your wild heart
It fuels your most intimate of passions
Don’t fear your wild heart
It makes you feel the highest and lowest compassion
Don’t fear your wild heart
It’s why you’re not numb
Don’t feel your wild heart
It feeds your wildest imaginations
Don’t fear your wild heart
In it,faith,hope and love thrive
Don’t fear your wild heart
It is the antithesis to all that your brain denies
Don’t fear your wild heart
It draws you away from the mundane
To soar higher and graze upon greener pastures
Don’t fear your wild heart
It makes you feel the sharpest of pain
It opens the door for you to change
Don’t fear your wild heart
It makes you feel love’s width ,depth, height and circumference

The most alive people
All posses wild hearts beating passionately, madly , boldly
The most alive people
Have all feared our wild hearts at some point
Then we awoke
After feeling like long dead corpses
We fell into a deep slumber
When we no longer followed our wild hearts
We succumbed to fear
Go on,put your hand to your chest
How fast does your heart beat?
Or can you barely pick up a pulse?
W.A.R.N.IN.G.:
My message
My words
My stories
My poems
Are not for the faint hearted
I come to awaken your wild heart
But that’s only if you want it!

Eva Santiago copyright 2014

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LIFE IS MESSY: LIVE AND LOVE ABUNDANTLY!

Dear Reader, I wrote this post back in 2009 when I had another blog. I wanted to share it since tomorrow is Valentine’s Day…Remember how special you truly are!!VD

Life is messy. Nature reflects the messiness of life. We spend our whole time here making sense of the chaos; ordering our lives so as to try to put a handle on the mess. Life never works out as a neat and tidy Algebraic equation. In math, it all adds up. Follow a prescribed method and WAPA! Problem solved , move on!

Well, life hardly mirrors mathematics. It does have prescribed patterns and formulas. For instance, there are physical laws such as gravity as well as spiritual laws of reaping and sowing. These and a multitude of others are set in place so we may have order in the midst of chaos.

We are taught as children to follow and obey all that is set before us then, PRESTO! We will be successful and have a great life. The more we live though, we all come to the same conclusion; life is messy. The Golden Rule says to treat others as you would like to be treated. The problem is it works sometimes and at other times people can be down right cruel. Then there is the pursue love at all costs and yet again, when we do, we are left feeling stranded at times…life is messy. So, you love someone and you keep loving that person no matter what and they never love you back; another unsolved equation.

Love is never a science; knowledge of facts or principles gained by systematic study. The laws of science dictate cause and effect. For every action there is an opposite and equal reaction, that’s how science works. Love is messy because there are no guarantees; if I love, that does not guarantee that my actively loving someone will cause that person to love me back equally and with the same measure of love. The human heart is an ocean with its shallow areas where we can swim and feel all is well within; don’t worry there are no “be ware of sharks” signs posted. Swim safely. Then there are those areas where the light has never reached; similar to those parts of the ocean where no man ,no camera has ever seen. There IS life in those depths awaiting our discovery. We fear the unfamiliar, so we stay in the shallow parts for our safety. Deep calls to deep and when we hear that call to venture out more, where it’s messy and chaotic, where things simply don’t add up, then we back paddle back to our safe zone. It takes trust to venture out to the unknown recesses in our hearts; to let love into areas that remain in the dark. Love is light; a closed up heart is a heart in darkness. Fear keeps us locked up thereby giving us a false security. The wise man said that out of the fullness of the heart the mouth speaks; we unlock or lock people up with our words; life giving words unlock others and poisonous words that curse keep others locked up as in a cell…solitary confinement. Love requires relationships. Some say, ” I love you but I have a hard time showing you. ” Well, love is easy to spot…it’s messy and all over the place. Picture a little child who was trying to make you breakfast and went on to make a great mess in attempting so. A little dab won’t do you; you have to reach out and take all you can. The more you take then you have more than enough to give to others. So if you take only a little, you’ll only have enough for you and that’s why you say, ” I love you but I can’t show you because I haven’t enough for the two of us.

Love should be celebrated everyday because everyday is a brand new opportunity for love to come into those dark areas in our hearts. People tolerate love because its nature is unpredictable, nerve wracking and annoying, especially when it show up unexpectedly. If we relegate it to a few holidays such as Christmas, Valentine’s Day, Mother’s Day, Father’s Day and all the minor holidays that fall in between, then love is confined and it loses intensity. Love, REAL LOVE baffles the mind and astounds the senses and it should. God is Love; Love is God. God so loves us, with a messy kind of all over the place love;the kind that was powerful enough to gift us His only Son. He puts His heart on the line for us and the best we can do is love one another and in doing so we are loving Him.

Eva Santiago copyright 2009,2014

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God’s Workmanship

I wrote this poem back in 2001. I remember writing so fast because I felt like my pen was going to burst and catch fire if I didn’t move it at the speed that my brain was beckoning it to go. I hope you enjoy it and may it bring you hope!

The Master forever works,creates,perfects
A living canvas
Chooses and mixes the various paints
What starts out in chaos He perfects
With His discriminating eye, He constantly scrutinizes…
The past He obscures in shades of grey
Lest you forget from where you came
In dazzling hues, He accentuates
Those things about you that deeply touch and delight Him
When you’re feeling frustrated and forgotten
DO NOT FEAR!
The Master is letting you rest
There are layers of paint that must dry-
Deep seated issues that can’t be worked out over night
Tomorrow He’ll pick it right back up
Then there are days of non-stop work
The canvas cries out,” I’m tired! I’ve had enough!”
The Master ignores your pleas
He alone knows when to cease
At times when your fears seem insurmountable
and failure is your constant companion
Rest assured, the plan is always bigger than the canvas
He will work it ALL out!
Those things that hurt you
The wounding you have suffered
He mixes them with dark shades of crimson
Reminding you He’s been there with you
Holding you as you were shamed and mistreated

Alas, The Master stands back
His living canvas is nearing completion…NOT!
This is a lifetime’s work
May the essence of God forever wash on your living canvas!
You ARE His work of art on display!

Eva Santiago copyright 2014

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YOUNG POETS REVOLUTION (YPR)

Dear readers, 2014 has begun with a BIG BANG for me! I was able to start my poetry group again. Due to unfortunate set backs, I had to put that labor of love aside for all of 2013. If you knew about my group back in 2012, we called ourselves The Henderson Poets. Now we have assumed a new name: YOUNG POETS REVOLUTION (YPR). We meet Tuesday nights at 7:30 pm at, https://www.facebook.com/thecoffeehouseonwaterstreet , the same venue that used to host us as the Henderson Poets. Our mission at YPR: To discover fresh, new voices who have not been heard before or who are struggling to be heard. YPR is open to ALL age groups!.  If you’re in our area, join  my lovely co-host, Elena Isabel Da’Silva and me, as we present  some amazingly talented local poets and musicians in Henderson,NV.ypr2

Eva Santiago, Copyright 2014

Event Location:https://www.facebook.com/thecoffeehouseonwaterstreet

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Verve- a Rare Word for Talent

What’s in Your cup these days?

Is it a monster that keeps you up at night

And speeds up your heart beat

Only to slow you down, making you feel as if you’ve lead feet?

Is it a red bull that causes you to panic

and makes you feel draggy

all the while you think you’re in Pamplona

with a hundred mad bulls raging after you?

What’s in MY cup these days?!?!

I am a no-nonsense kind of girl

I like neither hype  nor  whimsical fanfare

I do like things organic in nature

My food and my drink-

My kids must adore it, or else I won’t care

My food and my drink-

Must give me great nails and wonderful hair

So what’s in my cup these days?!?!?!

Well you asked, so I must tell you

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Drink one and you’ll give up the monster

Drink two and the red bull goes away

Drink three or more

And you’ll experience vitality galore

So what are you waiting for?

Verve is not available in any store

So email this poet to  find out more!

 

EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2014

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Verve-

1. great vitality, enthusiasm, and liveliness; sparkle
2. a rare word for talent
1.  vivaciousness or liveliness; animation.

2. enthusiasm or vigor, as in literary or artistic work; spirit.
3. Archaic. talent.