Found within the Wait

Waiting by a computer screen for the e-mail to pop-up
Waiting like a pop-up shop for the opportunity to show-up
Waiting to show-up at the right time, like a flower in the spring
and waiting for spring like cherry blossoms in the snow;
Waiting in a frigid winter for the summer breeze
Waiting in the August sweat for the coolness of December
Waiting for the right month to buy yourself some love
Waiting for a love that comes with honesty
Waiting for that honesty,
to be found within the wait.

Esperando

En la espera esta
el momento de vivir
que quizás olvidaste
mientras esperabas a empezar.

Cuando Madrid Despierta

Sus calles bañándose

tras la larga e interminable noche,

La energía aún rugiendo levemente

en los camiones que traen el pan de cada día,

el pescado del norte, las verduras del sur;

el finde semana arrasando, con un sol relevando 

las tenues farolas 

contemplando desde hace siglos el cemento gris

y los colores renaciendo, cada madrugada 

en un ciclo sin fin, de aceras vacías, yéndose tantos a dormir, 

Pero la ciudad no duerme 

jamás somnolienta, pero de vez en 

cuando Madrid

vive el efímero silencio, 

de su mañana indolente.

When Madrid Awakes

Its streets bathing
after the long and endless night,
The energy still slightly roaring,
in the trucks that bring our daily bread,
the fish from the north, the vegetables from the south;
the weekend razing, with the sun relieving
the tenuous streetlights,
contemplating for centuries the grey cement
and the colors, being reborn, each dawn
in an unending cycle, of empty sidewalks, countless going to sleep,
Except the city, never somnolent, but
when Madrid
lives the ephemeral silence,
of its indolent mornings.

Mujer

Desde que nací, soy
y sin querer, me escondí
en palabras masculinas y antojos de sociedad
en sistemas rotos y pensamientos de culpabilidad;
ahora me uno
en una lucha de igualdad
donde todas nacemos,
 sin disculpar la potestad.

Woman

Since I was born, I am
and unintentionally, I hid
in masculine words and societal whims
in broken systems and thoughts of guilt;
now, I join
a fight for equality
where we will all be born within
and without
justifying
power.

There are no borders

backing up into a hideout
towards war,
word emerging from confusion, without possibility
restructure who we are
too many centuries brimmed with suffering
and who suffers, those who live
without thought,
let's open a passage towards the front
where we all fit,
without bayonets, with the weapon
of sympathy,
full of color,
do not say it is not possible,
everything came to be this way, dreaming
a different reaction;
all that is left, is to kill
the sickening hate
of society

Sueño Encendido

Meses concentrados en días
en los que acabamos agotados, intentando
extender el tiempo
y aprovechando el espacio infinito
de cada segundo. Cansados
de andar, siguiendo las huellas de los demás,
pero con la cabeza
llena de paz para amar
y al día siguiente, volver a caminar-