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REVEALED
SECRETS
-2012-
POETRY
BY
ROSELYN VAZQUEZ
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Revealed Secrets
Biography
ROSELYN VAZQUEZ
Born and raised in Hartford, Connecticut, Roselyn is a 36 year old single mother who is currently working towards obtaining her Masters of Arts in Elementary Education. As the oldest of three children, Roselyn grew up loving the power of words. Through reading and writing she found an escape and way to cope with all of the real life issues
surrounding her.
Roselyn started writing her own short stories and poems since she was in the 5th grade. She developed a passion for literature and poetry that remains with her today.
Living in the projects and the rough neighbourhoods of the inner city, she was exposed to and dealt with my serious
issues, including bullying, insecurities, violence and death of loved ones. Through it all she found comfort in writing. Words became her best friend; with pen and a notebook always by her side, she would write down her deepest secrets, her fears, her dreams and just about anything.
Revealed Secrets exposes some of those fears, feelings,
dreams and real life experiences.
IN DEDICATION
First and foremost, I dedicate this book to a wonderful young lady
who changed my life from the moment I held her; my beautiful daughter Jaileene Leniz. I love you more than words could ever
express and I am very proud of you.
I also dedicate this book to my Parents, Madeline and Felix, my brother Flex and sister Christina, who have shown me the meaning
of unconditional love.
To my beautiful nieces, K’Tiannie, Amya, Mikayla and soon to arrive Zendaya – Titi loves you with all her heart.
To my cousin Vanessa who is more like a sister to me. She is my best friend and my confidant; the one that I can reveal my secrets
to. You are the best and I love you.
To my best friend Lisa for giving me the gift of true friendship.
To my amazing family; we have been through some very difficult times the past few years but through it all our love remains and
we are always there for one another whether it is to share laughter, tears, happiness or pain – God blessed me with the
greatest family of all. I love you.
Also: In Loving Memory of my Grandfather, Angel Arce Torres;
The memory of you lives within me every day.
A special thanks to: Barry Mowles for believing in the talent of poets like me; for his
dedication and the opportunity he gives so many people. I am forever grateful for the chance you have provided me. You open
doors for many and give people “like me” the confidence and encouragement that we need.
Thank You.
CONTENTS Poetry by
Roselyn Vazquez
1. Write
2. Who, What, When, Where, Why
3. To Be a Woman
4. Life’s Contradictions
5. I Cry For You (Dedicated to my grandfather, Angel Arce Torres)
6. The Battle Within
7. Lies told me the Truth
8. Why
9. One Day of Happiness
10. Insignificant
11. Dear Heart
12. Pretending
13. My Fault
14. Stranger in my Bed
15. Loneliness
16. Liar
17. Someone I Never Had
18. Just for a Moment
19. Love You No More
20. Imagine
21. Left Wondering
22. Shadows of Yesterday
23. My Only Friend
24. Cry
25. More than a Friend
26. Never looked at you That Way
27. Thoughts of You
28. Two Friends
29. Silent Desire
30. Still Unspoken
31. Words that Escape You
32. Barefoot in the Rain
33. I Found an Answer
34. Picture Perfect
35. Fear of Love
CONTENTS – CONTINUED POETRY BY
ROSELYN VAZQUEZ
36. Being Afraid
37. I Used to Know You
38. Cinquains (Imagination & Woman)
39. Really
40. Superwoman/Superman
41. Why Me
42. Self-Destruction
43. If the World had No Color
44. I am Me
Poetry by Jaileene Leniz Arriaga
(15 Years old)
45. Mother/Daughter
46. Being a Girl Living in a Man’s World
47. How Will I Go
- X -
WRITE
I sit in front of a blank monitor,
Staring at a blinking cursor,
I press the keys and
Words begin decorating the
Blank document staring back at me,
I don’t give myself time to think
Of the words that keep appearing,
I just write, write as if this is the
Only opportunity I will ever get
And no others will follow.
I just type, type as if the end of
The world is coming tomorrow.
I just write, write releasing
All of my sorrow.
I just type as if I am living
On time borrowed.
© Copyright, 2012 – Roselyn Vazquez
WHO, WHAT, WHEN, WHERE, WHY
WHO told me I was different,
WHO told me that awful lie
That year after year has
Caused me so much cry,
Everyday is a struggle,
People passing judgment,
Bullying who they see as different,
Exposing them to constant torment,
WHAT gives them the
right to judge another?
WHAT makes you so different that
I can’t call you my brother?
WHEN I was young I was judged
Because of who my parents were,
My dad, a heroin addict, my mom
Dependant on state welfare,
WHEN I grow up things will be different,
I’d tell myself every night,
WHEN I grew up I quickly learned,
Injustice & prejudice is an ever
ending fight,
As a Latina woman, a single mom,
I am constantly being judged,
Society continues to attack me,
But I refuse to hold a grudge,
WHERE can I run to?
WHERE can I hide?
NOWHERE but home,
I have my dignity, I have
My pride,
WHY can’t we all live as one?
WHY let ignorance determine
the person we are to become?
It’s time to join our hands,
It is up to us to help others
Learn and understand,
Instead of fighting it
Why not embrace,
That we are the one,
The Human Race.
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
TO BE A WOMEN
I CAN’T be successful
Because I am a woman,
I CAN’T be a doctor or fire-fighter,
Because I am NOT a man,
I CAN’T speak up and give my opinion
On social issues or politics,
That’s conversation for a man,
Let’s be realistic,
I CAN’T classify myself as
Independent,
Or have career plans for myself,
To know nothing, have no goals.
That’s who I must pretend,
TO BE,
A woman is to take chances,
And stand up for what you believe,
We are stronger than most realize,
Stronger than how we are perceived,
Tell me I CAN’T
And I’ll laugh in your face,
Tell me I WON’T and the
Challenge I will embrace,
Tell me I WILL FAIL and
I’ll show you determination,
Inside everyone woman
There is total dedication,
The “W” “O” comes before
The word “MAN”
A clear indication that in life
We always move ahead,
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
LIFE’S CONTRADICTIONS
Life’s Contradictions
Yes, no
Maybe,
Life’s contradictions
Constantly haunt us,
Love, Hate,
Laughter,
Tears,
How are we supposed to feel?
How are we supposed to face our
Fears?
Possible, Impossible,
Happiness , Hurt,
When does it all become clear?
Forgetting or Forgiving,
Moving forward,
Finding reasons for living,
Loyalty, Betrayal,
Knowing when to let go,
How do we know the time
Is right?
Or holding on to anger,
Life’s contradictions, a
Never ending fight,
What to do?
How to feel?
How to know
What’s fake or real?
When to take chances,
Or no risks at all,
When to reach for the
Sky,
Without fearing a
Big fall?
Life’s contradictions,
So confusing at times,
Considering others feelings
Before I consider mine,
To stay quiet or speak up,
To let an opportunity pass you by,
How do I know when the time is right?
How do I know to move from
Darkness to the light?
Life’s contradictions,
There are many of them,
Happy/Sad; High/low;
Love/Hate; Hello/Goodbye;
Life’s contradictions,
When does it end?
Laughter/tears; bravery/fear;
Smile or frown,
To be real or pretend,
Life’s contradictions,
May cause friction, restriction,
Infliction, prediction,
But life must be lived,
With the strongest conviction.
© Copyright, 2012, Roselyn Vazquez
I CRY FOR YOU
I cry for you,
Almost every night,
The sadness, the memories,
What an emotional fight!
I still find it so difficult to believe
That you are gone,
The hurt, the pain, the void is
Still much too strong.
I still don’t understand why,
The only thing to do is
Just lay here in cry, just cry.
You were here yesterday,
Where I can kiss you, hug you,
Touch you &
Feel you do the same.
No matter what I do,
My tears won’t ease the pain.
The bottom of my left wrist
Now bears your name,
As does the stone that adorns
Your beautiful grave.
How does one find comfort,
When comfort were your arms?
How can one reckless person
Cause us all so much harm?
How can I feel safe,
When safety was your embrace,
Your arms holding me tight,
Assuring me that everything will be okay.
Oh, how I long to have you,
Standing right next to us,
Balling your fist & doing your dance,
Just like we used to love to see you do.
Everything that surrounds me
Reminds me of my granddad,
Every thought; every memory,
Just makes me so sad.
I stood by you,
And watched you for your life fight,
I held your hand
While I watched you die.
Oh, how I miss you,
Oh, how I cry.
The pain, the anger the emptiness,
I just need you in my life.
© Copyright, 2009 – Roselyn Vazquez
Dedicated to my grandfather Angel Arce Torres who went home to
Heaven on May 11, 2009 after having been the victim of a tragic Hit
& Run on May 30, 2008. I miss him dearly.
THE BATTLE WITHIN
Everyday I wake up
surrounded with this fight,
a fight to keep the pretense
that my life is quite alright.
A perfect life all think it is
when looking from the outside,
not knowing that the battle for my life,
is slowly killing me inside.
The body that I worked so hard
to keep in shape,
is slowly starting to deteriorate.
My hair so full, the color of almond,
isn't even really my own.
I can no longer continue to pretend
I can no longer fight this battle alone.
At night I pray for the pain to stop
my tears my only companion, my only friend,
I have to be strong, for this battle has just begun.
Soon it will be time to let you all know,
the time will come for my secret to
SPREAD,
As I continue to fight this battle of death,
that everyday eats more at my
BREAST.
© Copyright, Roselyn Vazquez
**Dedicated to my aunt Rosa Maria Lugo and to all who have lost
loved ones to Cancer and to all of the survivors of Cancers**
LIES TOLD ME THE TRUTH
You said you loved ME,
And that you would always be THERE,
You said no other love,
To mine could compare,
You said you’d shield me
From the cold, your arms will
always keep me warm,
You’d said you would always
Comfort me and protect me,
And keep me safe from any harm,
But YOU LIED TO ME,
You betrayed me,
And I don’t understand,
Did I do something wrong?
Or was your love all pretend?
You left me
After causing me such harm,
Your hands and eyes so cold,
What happened to the warmth?
Why did you lie to me, mommy?
Isn’t that a bad thing?
I thought we were always supposed
To say the truth?
Why didn’t you get in trouble for that?
Although I’m young,
I now understand,
Lies told me the truth,
Your love was pretend.
© Copyright, Roselyn Vazquez
Dedicated to Caylee M. Anthony and all of the victims of child
abuse.
WHY
Looking up to the sky
I see the stars at night
I look up to God's home
and gently ask why.
Why must life hurt so much?
Why must the pain increase in the heart?
Why all the tears and not a single smile?
Why is my life falling apart?
Why can't I live life wanting to be here?
Why doesn't the pain go away?
Why don't the tears stop running down?
Why I do I feel worst every day?
My prayer's seem to go unanswered
My heart is crying "please help"
My pain is taking control over me
and silence surrounds me all over
I just can't explain this
I guess I'm too blind to see
but until my prayers are answered
I'll have to life my life wondering WHY
WHY CAN'T LIFE BRING A SMILE TO MY FACE?
© Copyright, Roselyn Vazquez
ONE DAY OF HAPPINESS
Is one day of happiness
worth a thousand others
of complete sadness?
Tears flow with every
passing moment,
why must my heart
feel such torment?
The phone rings, I pause
and look at the number,
Once again, it isn't you,
can't help but wonder.
Can your day be that busy
that about me you forget?
Or can it be that our relationship
you have started to regret?
Can you get so involved
with the things you do daily,
because not a single world from you,
and, not just today, it has been happening lately.
It isn't fair,
that love comes at me this way,
my love should be given to a man
who will love me everyday.
Sometimes I simply wonder,
what is the point of holding on,
cause one day you'll walk out
and will forever be gone.
Why keep fooling myself?
Why continue to pretend?
When you and I both know
exactly how this story will end.
There is just no room for me,
in your heart that seems to grow tired,
you don't even look at me,
like you once did, with so much fire.
You are distant,
sometimes even cold,
your love is slipping,
and I can't seem to grab a hold,
Although my love for you yet grows
more with each passing day,
nothing feels the same anymore,
you treat me in a very different way.
But I will try and stop these tears
from falling
because no matter how loud my heart screams
you will never listen to its calling.
© Copyright, 2010 - Roselyn Vazquez
INSIGNIFICANT
How can one person make me feel
So insignificant,
No call, no voice, no words,
Silence the only sound existent,
Tears mimicking the
pouring rain,
falling to the floor,
telling a story of pain,
silence shattering this
heart of mine,
thoughts making me crazy,
in my own mind confined,
hours…no, days go by,
emptiness growing inside,
I want you to find me,
Yet from you forever hide,
I stare in the mirror
Not recognizing myself,
The shattering image,
The only story to tell,
A shattering heart,
Bleeds out in pain,
This torture of love,
It’s too much to contain,
Why do you continue to
Make me feel so insignificant,
Day by passing day,
You continue to treat me
In such cruel ways,
Why do you make me feel
So insignificant,
I want to forget you but
I can’t,
Who you do make me
Feel so…….insignificant?
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
DEAR HEART,
Aren’t you suppose to keep me alive,
Why then do you put me through this hell?
All you pump is hurt and from with each
Pump all happiness deprive,
Blood flowing through my veins,
Pouring down like acid rain,
All you produce is pain,
Driving me insane,
Causing me so much shame,
This love shit is lame,
And you, my heart, I solely blame.
Dear Heart,
I want to rip you out of my chest,
Why don’t you abandon me
Like all the rest?
Why do you keep beating,
When I want life no ‘more,
Why are you putting me through
This torment for?
Dear Heart,
Give up now,
Leave me alone to burn
In my sorrow,
Stop lying to me there will
Never be a better
Tomorrow,
My soul is in mourning,
Can’t you see?
The blood that you pump
is poison to me.
Dear Heart,
Once as pure
As gleaming gold,
Now darken and frozen,
Ice cold,
Trapped inside a wall
That’s unbreakable,
Making my emotions
Unstable,
I try to understand your reasons
For beating, but
Dear Heart,
I am unable.
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
PRETENDING
I am tired of having
To pretend,
That I am satisfied with
Just being friends,
I want to be more than
Just that girl
You run to when things
Aren’t going your way,
I want to be the one
You think of day after day,
The one you want to
Romance in every possible way,
I am tired of wiping
Your tears,
Every one that falls,
Confirms my deepest fears,
The longer I hold you,
The more pain I feel,
I’m tired of waiting
For your heart to heal,
It is taking way too long,
While yours reconstruct
Mines slowly,
self-destructs,
I can’t continue to
Be there for you,
I’m sorry but
Walking away is what
I must do,
I’m tire of being just
Your friend,
And to not love you
Continue to pretend.
© Copyright, 2011 Roselyn Vazquez
MY FAULT
Yet another night of disappointment,
Why should I be surprised?
It’s my fault for allowing you to
always push me aside,
It’s my fault for allowing
this situation to continue,
for allowing you to treat me
worst than you would treat a stranger,
Why do I let you take advantage of me?
Can I possibly be so blinded by love,
That the truth I refuse to see,
Telling me you care simply isn’t enough,
Your actions prove different, you only
Look for me when your times are rough,
It’s never been about me
Or the love I have inside,
This has gone too far this time,
You continue to stomp all over my pride,
But, it’s my fault
You continue to treat me this way,
It’s my fault for thinking
You will love me someday.
You treat me badly because
It is what I allow,
Wishing that times
Will change somehow,
It’s sad because I know
Things will remain the same,
It’s my fault, all of
the disappointment, tears and shame.
© Copyright, 2011 Roselyn Vazquez
STRANGER IN MY BED
Stranger in my bed
Penetrate me with no emotion,
No feeling, no sensation,
No warmth, no love, no reaction,
Emptiness all I feel,
No fulfilment, no devotion,
Stranger in my bed,
Void grows deeper with every motion,
Is there another woman
Granting your every fantasy,
Occupying your mind,
Taking you to ecstasy,
I don’t recognize the man
Laying next to me,
Images all a blur,
Shadow of you all I see,
Stranger in my bed,
Shattering me with every move,
No sounds, no words, cold touch,
Pain, tears all hurt proves,
Stranger in my bed,
Touch me no more,
Stranger by my side,
My heart cries, it roars,
Let’s say our good-byes,
Burry what once was,
Our love has forever died.
© Copyright 2012, Roselyn Vazquez
LONELINESS
Loneliness strikes me again,
silence surrounds me all over,
you are not here with me,
you've left me forever,
I don't see you, I can't hear you,
where are you, where is my lover,
I miss you, I love you,
I need you in my life,
come back, please don't leave me,
I need you by my side,
Where are you? I can't find you,
you are nowhere around,
I have looked everywhere,
but you are no place to be found,
You left me, didn't say why,
you left me here to cry,
why don’t you come back to me
and give our love another try,
I am lost in confusion,
thoughts crowding my mind,
Did I do something wrong,
why did you leave me behind,
I can't sleep, I can't eat, I am desperate,
don't know what to do,
I can't forget about us,
I must continue to search for you,
I need to know,
I need an explanation,
why did you leave
without giving me a reason,
I'm going crazy,
waiting for the day
when you find the courage to tell me
why you left me this way.
© Copyright 2010 - Roselyn Vazquez
LIAR
Liar, cheater, deceitful
filled with lies,
poisonous roses,
venom in thorns,
watching them slowly die,
causing nothing but strife
to those in your life,
a master in disguise,
perfecting how to hide,
killing those that are alive,
it’s your only way to survive,
destroying all who cross your path,
victimizing them with your wrath,
only pleasure inflicting pain,
innocence always maintain,
using your charm as a way to distract,
playing Prince Charming in yet
another act,
cruel intentions always your plan,
you are nothing but a cowardly man.
© Copyright, 2011 Roselyn Vazquez
SOMEONE I NEVER HAD
I miss what used to be….
The way you looked at me…
As if I was the only person
In this world you could see…..
I miss your “good morning” calls…
I miss you whispering in my ear
That “I was your all”…..
I miss you so much….
Your gentle kisses
And tender touch…..
I miss our conversations,
The laugher….
With you there were no reservations….
……………………….we were like two teens,
On our way to discovering love….
………………………………So naïve…
Never realizing the ulterior motives
You had….
Almost succeeding in breaking the walls,
I strongly build up……
Your sweet “nothings” meant
Exactly just that……
I was your prey.......you
Conniving rat…..
Making me feel as if it was
My fault,
Disturbing my every thought,
Making me distraught….
The one I thought would make
Me happy has made me so
Sad…..
The anger builds up…..
I am so damn mad……
How can I miss….
Someone I never even had….
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
JUST FOR A MOMENT
Just for a moment let’s pretend,
That I am the only woman in your life,
That unconditional love for me you feel,
And without my love you couldn’t survive.
Just for a moment let’s pretend,
That you need me by your side,
To touch you; to caress you,
Without my kisses you’d die.
Just for a moment let’s pretend,
That your thoughts and dreams
revolve around me,
your fantasies, your want to touch,
you close your eyes and my face
is all you see.
Just for a moment let’s pretend,
That you miss me when I am not there,
That no other woman, no other love,
to me could compare.
Just for a moment let’s pretend,
That you’d never hurt me this way,
That all you long for is to bring
Me happiness day after passing day.
Just for a moment let’s pretend,
That your love for me is real,
that when you kiss and make love to me,
In your heart true love for me is all you feel.
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
LOVE YOU NO MORE
I am tired,
Of waiting for something
That’s not going to happen.
I held on to a hope that has diminished,
When I need you,
You are never there,
How can you say you care?
Not knowing when to expect
Your next call,
Waiting day after day,
Only to feel my tears fall,
Then you come along
And expect things to be alright,
Excuse after excuse trying
To make things right,
Expecting me to understand
But I’m done caring,
I can no longer pretend
To care,
To smile,
To be there,
To want you,
To need you,
To love you,
No More.
Roselyn Vazquez © Copyright, 2011
IMAGINE
IMAGINE feeling you finally found that special person
you have been longing for,
IMAGINE feeling you can finally let go and let
your past pain crash right onto the floor,
IMAGINE looking forward to many nights,
of conversations getting to know each other,
IMAGINE talking for long hours, confessing your
deepest fears and comforting one another.
IMAGINE looking into his eyes, feeling his soul
connect with yours, feeling your heart swell up inside.
IMAGINE going to bed at night and waking up
with him still by your side.
IMAGINE finally giving yourself a chance to love another
without any reservation, without any fear,
IMAGINE yelling to the world you finally found the one,
that in your heart you will hold dear, the vision of love is now clear.
THAT IS HOW I ONCE FELT, NOW.........................................
IMAGINE one day asking with a smile,
if his company will be gracing you tonight,
IMAGINE with a cold tone to his voice, he
tells you, "NO, maybe another night."
IMAGINE the feelings of shock and confusion,
when he says that for you he never did care,
IMAGINE the feeling rushing through my body,
when he confirms his feelings were never truly there.
IMAGINE fighting back the tears,
although inside my heart is crumbling.
IMAGINE the hurt he caused you that day,
when I learned I just lost a game of foul play.
BETRAYED, HURT, REJECTED, USED, PORTRAYED ARE FEELINGS
LEFT DEEP IN MY HEART.
................................................................AND YOU ARE TO BLAME,
NOW....
IMAGINE how you would feel, if the roles were reversed,
and YOU were the victim of your cruel game.
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
LEFT WONDERING
The clock is ticking,
they sky darkening,
still no word from you,
and once again I am left wondering.
Are you thinking of me?
Do you even care how I feel?
or do you just choose to ignore
and with the situation not deal?
It has been three long months,
since I last heard your voice,
The situation then wasn't good,
our quiet little world finally
ringing out loud with noise.
Things were said,
accusations of betrayal spoken,
there is more than one victim here,
but whose heart is really broken?
Deep in my heart I want to believe,
I was truly special to you,
but why lie to myself,
when it is what you so perfectly do.
How many secrets can a person's
soul maintain,
before the sunny days
turn into raging rain?
We kept our relationship in the dark,
for far too many years,
I should have known this triangle of lies,
would end up in an ocean of violent tears.
I am so confused,
don't know what to do,
don't know what to feel or think,
why did I ever believe in you?
Lying to myself to disguise my pain,
pretending you truly care,
pretending your love is true,
just so that this heartbreak I learn to bare.
© Copyright, 2010 - Roselyn Vazquez
SHADOWS OF YESTERDAY
Shadows of yesterday
that haunt me every day,
Making it impossible
For me to live today,
There is no light in my life,
Darkness is all I see,
why couldn’t you take these
memories with you,
They remain so deep
Within me,
I still feel your touch
Caress me in bed,
I still remember the
Words of love you once said,
I hate you yet I love you
How can this be?
All your love did
Was destroy me.
Shadows of yesterday,
Mimicking my every step,
I can’t let go,
My happiness you kept,
I’ve forgotten how to
Smile, there is
No more laughter in
My life,
The shadows of you,
Cause me such strife,
So dark are the
Shadows that reflect
In my soul,
Every heartbeat shatters,
From being ice cold,
I can’t find a way to move
Forward,
I live in the past,
Your shadow has embodied
Me in a very tight
Cast.
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
MY ONLY FRIEND
The sound of the ocean,
waves crashing ashore
the smell of the ocean breeze,
filling the air,
my feet leaving an imprint
on the cold wet sand
it is a relaxing feeling
one I rarely get to live.
Wave after wave,
crash after crash,
the ocean, my only friend.
I close my eyes,
take a deep breath,
I want to remember this moment,
nature; who truly understands.
The seagulls are flying,
Sailboats are sailing.
Couples enjoying a swim,
children building sand castles,
but me, I am alone,
although surrounded by many,
the sand is my bed,
the sun my warm blanket,
the air my comforter and
You, the ocean so vibrant,
my only friend, my only companion.
© Copyright, 2012, Roselyn Vazquez
CRY
You didn't make me empty promises
by telling me everything was going to be okay,
by telling me you will take my pain away,
you just let me cry.
Cry until my soul release itself from pain.
My tears didn't scare you away.
Nor did you confuse them as a sign
of weakness.
You just opened up your arms,
and offered me your friendship and
you just let me cry.
Cry until I could cry no more,
holding me in your arms,
kissing away at my tears as they fell,
you caressed me with your love,
and you just let me cry,
cry until my heart
felt no more pain.
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
MORE THAN A FRIEND
She came to me with a broken heart,
not knowing HER pain
was tearing ME apart.
For years, I have been her confidant,
her comforter, her friend,
yet my true feelings for her,
she didn't seem to comprehend,
Her heart had been shattered,
a dozen times before,
when will she realize I am the one
that she needs and will forever
her heart adore,
I will always hold her, cherish her,
treat her like a queen,
Can't she see,
I am more than just a friend,
I want to love her,
and forever her heart mend.
© Copyright, 2010 Roselyn Vazquez
NEVER LOOKED AT YOU THAT WAY
Never looked at you that way,
Just my friend from childhood play,
My partner, my buddy,
Sharing a space in our
Grade school cubby,
Every turn you were there,
No other friend to you could compare,
Sixth, Seventh, Eighth grade and Ninth,
High school graduation,
Oh wow now college,
Different destinations,
Calls, e-mails, texts all day and night,
My best friend, I miss you,
You always made things alright,
Never apart for much too long,
Feeling nostalgic, memories of you,
With every song,
People speculate of a romance,
Non-existent,
Your presence I long for before me
This instant,
Never looked at you that way,
No matter what others continue to say,
They don’t know what I feel,
My best friend,
A relationship only you and I
Understand,
Finally standing in front of me,
Happiness in your eyes is
All I see,
Your embrace assuring me
Nothing has changed,
My body is tingling, a
Feeling too strange,
Your lips slowly touching mine,
This moment in my mind
Forever frozen in time,
A love revealed for all to see,
The instant you passionately
Kissed me.
© Copyright, 2011 Roselyn Vazquez
THOUGHTS OF YOU
Last night I thought of you.
This morning I thought of you.
Right now, precisely at this moment
I am thinking of you.
Since the moment you unexpectedly
walked into my life
thoughts of you just cloud my mind.
I think back on that moment
when your lips first touched my lips,
oh, what an intense moment that was,
I remember how your hands caressed my hips.
The fire that your touch ignited
still burns in the depths of my desires.
Oh, how every time I close my eyes
those thoughts of you set my body on fire.
It is like an everlasting flame that burns
and burns with a passion that illuminates
even the darkest of nights.
These thoughts of you that haunt my body,
I try to stop, but I can't,
I am definitely loosing this fight.
Last night I thought of you.
This morning I thought of you.
Right now, precisely at this moment,
I am still thinking of you.
© Copyright, Roselyn Vazquez
TWO FRIENDS
Two friends,
Adults,
Ready to deal with the
Aftermath of last night,
Was it pure curiosity or did we succumb
to what felt naturally right?
What is wrong with sexually
Gratifying one another
Without issues of commitment,
Why bother?
You know what I want,
I know what you like,
We see eye to eye,
Don’t we?
No need for explanations, affection
Or trying to explain reasons why.
Two friends,
Adults,
A night of pure play,
Satisfying the needs of
A woman and man,
We can handle this, can’t we?
We both say we can.
……but it all changed,
Our relationship never the same,
Nothing you did, nothing I did,
That night of passion I solely blame.
Roselyn Vazquez © Copyright, 2011
SILENT DESIRE
He looked,
I looked,
Eyes locked,
Communicating a desire,
So strong,
Sending ripping waves
Through my veins,
He touched,
I touched,
Innocently,
Just a brush with our
Fingertips,
So simple yet so
Powerful,
My body reacting,
He licked his lips,
I licked my lips,
Taste buds enhancing,
The anticipation of
Savouring who is in
Front of me,
Eyes still intact,
He grabs hold of my hand,
and guides me to a
secret place,
He leads,
I follow,
Alone at last,
No words need be spoken,
Passion the only conversation,
We kiss,
We touch,
We undress,
We touch some more,
Bodies burning like a
Three alarm fire,
We lay,
We taste,
We make love,
We are total strangers giving in
to our silent desire.
© Copyright 2012, Roselyn Vazquez
STILL UNSPOKEN
Today will be the day
I’ll tell him how I feel,
I’ll pour my heart out and confess
That my love for him is real,
Why wait until tomorrow,
I may not get another chance,
I’d risk it all; I’d bare it all
as this truth could lead to romance,
My mind formulates the words,
I so badly want to speak,
I stare at you in my presence,
My entire being just gets weak,
Images of love replaced
By negative thoughts,
Palms moist from sweat,
Words in my throat are caught,
But today will be the day,
Tomorrow may never come,
I will grab this chance and let him know,
That for me he is the one,
Today I’ll risk it all
Despite of my fears from the past,
I will live for the moment,
This once chance at love I’ll grasp,
You look into my eyes,
I briefly look into yours,
Love reveal, if you look deeper
In my eyes you’ll explore,
How would you react,
When I tell you that I love you,
Will you feel the same,
Or think I am a fool,
will love be reciprocated,
for so long I have waited,
is it worth risking a heart broken,
……………I missed my chance,
I couldn’t do it,
My love for you remains unspoken.
Roselyn Vazquez © 2011
WORDS THAT ESCAPE YOU
Words that escape you,
Find their way to my mind,
Scrambling my every though,
Leaving nothing behind,
Words of wisdom,
Words of love,
Words of knowledge,
A mystery to solve,
What type of poem
Should I write for you today,
Your words have inspire me
In every possible way,
Words with passion,
Or words of pain,
Words for all seasons,
Weather sunshine or rain,
Too many words to
Express thoughts & emotions,
Words of friendships,
Words of devotion,
Those words that escaped you,
Now rest in my mind,
A puzzle to solve,
Until the right words I find.
© 2011, Roselyn Vazquez
BAREFOOT IN THE RAIN
Let’s kick off our shoes
And run barefoot in the rain,
Forget about our worries,
And let laughter ease our pain,
Raise your arms up high,
Let the rain drench your soul,
Stand in place and spin in circles,
Make new memories of stories yet told,
Close your eyes
let’s go back in time,
when playing in the falling rain,
was an innocent child’s play crime,
Jump in muddy puddles,
Chase and tag one another,
Roll down the hill in wet grass,
Laughing, giggling, as if nothing
In the world was a bother.
So Let’s kick of our shoes,
And run barefoot in the rain,
We’ve got nothing to loose
Just memories to gain.
Roselyn Vazquez © Copyright, 2011
I FOUND AN ANSWER
"What is Love?" you asked me once.
....but I couldn't even make a sound,
I paused to think to find an answer, but
my mind just wondered around & round.
I felt an emptiness & loneliness,
and an enormous feeling of deception.
I wondered why it was so difficult
to find an answer to such a simple question.
"What is Love?" you asked me once.
I opened my mouth and started to speak,
"Love is....." I paused again
and started to think....
"I really don't know," I said to you.
I didn't have an answer to your question.
And I felt like such a complete fool.
We left it at that and had other conversations
many other things to talk about
but that question you asked me
had left me with so much doubt.
"What is Love?" I asked myself time and time again.
"What is Love?" I asked myself every single day.
I searched and searched but there was no answer
"What is Love?" I just don't know, I just can't find my way.
Time went by and our relationship continued to grow
but the question of love still burned deep in my mind.
"Could it be this?" No, no it can't. "Could it be that?"
No, no no, it just can't be,
or am I really just too blind to see.
"What is Love?" I asked myself
.....and then I realized.
I can't choose just any answer
to burn the doubt that is in my mind
I can't even look it up in a book
because an answer I will not find.
"What is Love?"
Please ask me now
because an answer to your question
I have finally found
When I close my eyes and think of you
I am no longer to blind to see
that the answer I had been searching for
had been growing deep inside of me.
Love is you, Love is me,
Love is what you made me see.
© Copyright, Roselyn Vazquez
PICTURE PERFECT
The view by the window caught my eye,
Clouds painted throughout the sky,
Sunbeams turning into moonbeams,
The image reminded me of a recent dream,
I close my eyes and find my way back there,
You and I,
Our souls we bare,
A feeling we share,
the beat of our hearts,
a work of art,
painted with the touch of our hands,
an intimacy so deep – only we understand.
© Copyright 2011 - Roselyn Vazquez
FEAR OF LOVE
It is difficult to understand
the feelings in one's heart,
Fear tends to take over,
tearing those feelings apart.
Not realizing what love is,
creates boundaries of uncertainty,
causing a wall to build around the heart,
and keeping us from seeing the reality.
If one allows oneself the opportunity to explore
you risk love not findings its way,
giving up on what could truly be,
causing frustration & confusion every day.
Fearing falling in love is what it comes down to
not knowing what to expect when it finally arrives,
avoiding oneself to get too emotionally involved,
thus letting go of a chance to allow love in our lives.
So, what do you do when you just don't know,
how do you allow your feelings to naturally flow
without letting your fearful thoughts
get in the way of letting that love grow.
© Copyright, 2011 Roselyn Vazquez
BEING AFRAID
I finally see things in a whole different light,
but I am afraid.
I finally awake with hope inside,
but I am afraid.
I finally feel the love in my heart,
but I am afraid.
I had a plan and this was it:
To live alone, without someone there,
To wake up every morning and
start my daily routine,
To go to bed at night knowing
that in control, I had everything.
Not to feel, so that emotions won’t take over.
Not to speak because words will be unspoken,
Not to laugh, because tears will follow,
Not to love, so that my heart won’t be broken.
And then one day, my plans were disturbed,
because this is what happened when you entered my world:
The emotions that were all bottled in,
slowly began to release themselves
allowing me to feel,
The words that were thought but unspoken
they were, slowly led their way,
to feelings so real,
The tears that I feared falling, worked
their way out of my eyes, but tears of
joy they were from the laughter that
you bring,
and then there is my heart, that beats
different everyday, because bits of pieces of
you, have my heart beating to the music
of a guitar string.
And now my plans have veered
and this is the reason why:
To live alone, without someone there,
feels lonely,
To wake up in the morning with a daily routine,
gets boring,
To go to bed at night, knowing everything is in control,
gives you no hope to wake,
in the morning.
Now the problem is:
That I am afraid,
afraid of giving, afraid of feeling, afraid of loving.
I am afraid,
afraid of now knowing, afraid of getting hurt.
But most of all, I’m afraid, afraid of fear,
of fear taking over and me giving up
without allowing myself the chance,
to feel and live life and discover the
true feeling of love with another.
© Copyright, 2011 Roselyn Vazquez
I USED TO KNOW YOU
I used to know you,
WHAT HAPPENED?
We used to walk to
School hand in hand,
Laughing at random
Things that only you and
I could understand,
I used to know you,
WHAT HAPPENED?
We used to chase
One another through
Pouring rain,
Slipping, tripping
Falling in a puddle,
Clothes filled with mud stains,
I used to know you,
WHAT HAPPENED?
We’d run down to the valley
and climb up the trees,
picking apples,
breaking branches, running
to avoid the sting of the bees,
I used to know you,
WHAT HAPPENED?
We had dreams,
Set goals,
And promised that
No matter what, those
Dreams we tightly
Hold,
I used to know you,
WHAT HAPPENED?
We said we wouldn’t
Be like the rest,
We won’t fall into the
Traps they did,
No matter how hard,
We will try our best,
I used to know you,
WHAT HAPPENED?
You slowly began to
Change,
The boy I once knew
Had turned into
A man too strange,
The light in your eyes
Began to fade,
Your dreams for drugs,
You began to
Trade,
Trying to make the
Easy money,
Doing anything for
Fast pay,
Your goals drenched
On by the rain in which
We once played,
Your hands now
Stained by the steel
Of a gun,
Causing hurt and
Destroying lives, now
Your only form of
Fun,
I used to know you
WHAT HAPPENED?
I don’t know the man
In front of me,
The one I knew would
Never kill,
His own dreams and goals
He had more will,
To live a life in which
He conquered,
All goals ahead,
I used to know you,
WHAT HAPPENED?
Why did you choose
this life instead?
© Copyright, 2011 Roselyn Vazquez
CINQUAINS
IMAGINATION….
Vivid, Colourful,
Enhancing, building, creating
Something new each day
DREAMING……..
WOMAN,
I am,
Daughter, sister, mother,
Independent, strong, I am,
WOMAN…….
© Copyright, 2011 Roselyn Vazquez
REALLY
Really,
What are we fighting for?
There is no win,
There is no gain,
We only lose more and more.
So, Really,
What is YOUR battle about?
Some street corner or territory,
Over some nigga or hoes,
Or over drama we can’t work out?
Really,
Why aren’t we ever satisfied?
We MUST have the latest fashion,
Keep up with technology,
Envy daily intensified,
Really?
Child came home with all B’s
But that wasn’t good enough for his daddy,
Who used his fists as so called discipline,
In his house only A’s accepted never B’s or C’s.
So, Really?
Is this a form of life today?
No change, no hope, no dreams or clarity,
But violence, negativity, envy, abuse is all
We see every single day.
Really,
Is this what life is all about?
Innocent child lay dead on the street,
People running frantic, none stopping to help,
All you hear is the agony as his mother for help she shouts.
BUT….REALLY…..
Who are we…..fighting for?
Dying for?
Lying for?
Killing for?
Who are we REALLY,
Living for?
© 2011, Roselyn Vazquez All Rights Reserved
SUPERWOMAN/SUPERMAN
You say you want a Superwoman,
Well I need a superman…
You want a companion, wife & lover,
I need a man who will love me forever…
You want a woman who is loyal,
True and honest,
Stand by you unconditionally,
Abide by your rules,
And take care of your necessities,
You want a woman who will
Giver her all…
Who will reach out and catch you
Breaking your every fall…
You want a woman who will
Bear and raise your children,
A nurturer, a listener,
A woman who understands,
You want a superwoman,
One with the power to
Meet your every demand…
One who will stand
At your every command,
One who comprehends that
In the house you are the man…
Now let me explain the real
Meaning of a superwoman…
A superwoman is independent,
Strong and faithful,
In a t-shirt, sweats or black dress
She is just as beautiful,
A woman who isn’t afraid to
Display her strengths or vulnerability,
One who realizes her
Weaknesses and insecurities,
I can be your superwoman,
Can you be my superman?
A man who can deal with a
Woman’s independence,
One who isn’t afraid to
Display affection and romance,
A man who understands that
A relationship is a partnership,
Not an ownership,
A man who can handle
Being a daddy, a lover
And friend,
One who acknowledges
His woman’s success,
Not be intimidated if his
Woman makes more
Than a little less,
If she gains a little weight,
He would love her all the same,
Be proud of her, not ashamed,
A man who isn’t afraid to love,
And acknowledges his relationship,
A man who offers his whole
Heartedly friendship….
So tell me are you out there,
If so…I’ll be your superwoman,
But can you handle being my superman?
Roselyn Vazquez
© Copyright, 2011
All Rights Reserved
WHY ME
It was a direct threat,
Was it NOT?
Time after time
Your advances had me
Distraught,
It took years for you to
Gain my trust,
And in less two minutes,
You shattered your image,
Your actions led by lust,
It took years for me to
Build up my reputation
Which was based on my character,
Work ethics & constant dedication,
How dare you
Come at me that way,
Making me more uncomfortable,
With each passing day,
It was never about
My professionalism,
What could have been expected,
From such immoralism?
You only live by your rules,
Constant abuse of power,
By be-littleling those you constantly use,
But you crossed the line
And disrespected me,
It opened up my eyes
And the real you I now see,
Don’t ever expect me
To be the same,
You are not the man
You proclaim,
Oh through years the
Tears I’ve cried,
The day you violated me,
A part of me completely died.
© Copyright, 2012, Roselyn Vazquez
All Rights Reserved
SELF-DESTRUCTION
There is so much destruction among
The human race,
A destruction that that many of us
Seem to enjoy and embrace,
It shouldn’t come as a surprise,
However,
Since injustice and oppression,
Has dictated society forever,
White supremacy,
In full command,
Robbing Indians
Of their own land,
Servants and slaves,
Beaten and sold,
These are the stories,
We weren’t told,
Resistance,
Oppression,
Inequality,
Injustice,
But weren’t all
Men created equal?
Freedom expressed,
By the nation’s eagle?
United we stand,
I think NOT,
The sacrifice of our ancestors,
We seem to have forgot,
Dr. King, Malcolm X,
Fighting for Civil Rights,
Susan B. Anthony & Elizabeth Cady Stanton
In Seneca Falls began their fight,
We have never stood united,
This nation was built
In treason and lies,
but just like Maya Angelou
“Still I rise,”
We must not forget
The sacrifices of years past,
We must stand together,
Our this nation will stand last,
So much hatred
And unnecessary destruction
It’s time for a new period
Of reconstruction,
Our people, united,
Together as one,
Only then the war of self-destruction,
Would be won.
© Copyright, 2011 Roselyn Vazquez
IF THE WORLD HAD NO COLOUR
If the World had No Colour
Imagine the world had no colour,
Other than black and white,
Will the sun shine upon us,
Will daylight turn to night?
What if the moon
Forever turn off its light,
Making the world obscure
No more sweet good-nights,
Hopes & dreams now gone,
No stars to make a
Wish upon,
Summer, winter, spring
And fall,
All flowers the same,
All the colour of a snowball,
Imagine the world had
No colour at all,
No clouds in the sky,
No more spring rainfalls,
There’d be no rainbows
On lightened up a day,
No more green grass,
No more summer play,
No colours to distinguish,
No colours which to blame,
If the world had no colour,
Everything would look the same,
Red, Blue, Green and yellow,
Purple, Orange, Pink,
and brown,
No more colours to make us smile,
All we’d see is darkness followed
by a frown,
we wouldn’t know the colour of
blood,
or the colour of the ocean
and sky,
blue, green, hazel or brown,
wouldn’t be an option when
I looked in your eyes,
If the world had no colour,
How will its beauty be defined,
If the world had no colour,
How would it have been designed?
© Copyright, 2012 Roselyn Vazquez
I AM ME
I have one child,
Are you surprised?
No, I am not married,
I am no one’s wife.
My parent’s home
Although always mine,
I have my own place
And live my own life.
No I don’t smoke,
Drink? On rare occasion,
I have my goals,
And a good education,
My pants fit well,
Skirt not too tight,
I can’t help if I have curves,
Rounds hips and thick thighs,
I am a woman,
A Puerto Rican woman at that,
I am confident,
Not a spoiled brat,
I depend on myself,
And take care of my home,
NO, I wasn’t struck
By the lazy syndrome,
Don’t be surprise
If one day our paths cross,
You’ll be working for me,
And I’ll be your boss.
So STOP passing judgment,
And categorizing me,
All this stereotyping,
Just let me be.
© Copyright, 2011, Roselyn Vazquez
All Rights Reserved
MOTHER/DAUGHTER
© Copyright 2011, Jaileene Leniz Arriaga (15 years old)
Your smile can light up an entire room
your sweet smell of that butterfly perfume
when you're mad sometimes it can be quite funny
and no I don't think that you're made out of money
I appreciate you for all you do even though I don't tell you
believe me its true
without your love and support I would be lost
because you love me flaws and all
When my walls are up you're the only one that could bring them
down
when my hope is lost you bring it back around
Sometimes you may be a little bit off
but that doesn't mean I don't love you at all
I appreciate you mom ( I appreciate you)
The secrets I share with you no one will ever know
you been my mom & dad thank you for playing both roles
I know it may get hard putting up with me
but thank you for never stopping to believe
You're the one that matters the most
you're my mom but my best friend also
I know you will always be there
cuz you always tell me and I know you care
You are the sunlight on the darkest day
all my bad dreams you make them go away
you never push me too hard
and i love you with all my heart.
© Copyright 2011, Jaileene Leniz Arriaga
BEING A GIRL LIVING IN A MAN’S WORLD
© Copyright, 2012, Jaileene Leniz Arriaga (15 years old)
Being a girl living in a man’s world,
Being told, “You can’t play baseball that’s a boy sport,” or
“Green can’t be your favourite colour that’s a boy’s colour.”
Being a girl living in a man’s world,
Having dreams of being a doctor or a lawyers, but being told
“that’s a man’s job,” or “el sitio para las mujeres es en la cocina.”
(The place for women is the kitchen).
Being a girl living in a man’s world,
Being called weak because you can’t lift a couch,
When on the inside you’re the strongest and most
Independent person.
Being a girl living in a man’s world,
Being called ugly because you don’t show your body,
You are beautiful for having respect for yourself.
Being a girl living in a man’s world,
Fighting a battle every single day
To prove that we can do anything men can do and show
That all the stereotypes held against us are not true.
That’s what I face every day being a girl in a man’s world.
© Copyright, 2012, Jaileene Leniz Arriaga (15 years old)
HOW WILL I GO?
© Copyright, 2012, Jaileene Leniz Arriaga (15 years old)
A bullet to the chest, to the brain, to my heart...
which will be the tragedy to tear us apart?
A knife to my back, or to the chest, which way would be best?
How will I die? How will I go?
Till the day comes we'll never know.
A handful of pills, a blade to the wrist, or a noose to the neck.
Who says it will be an accidental death?
Will there be a ceremony with flower? Or will everyone
be disappointed in me for taking the easy way out, and
being a coward? How will I die? How will I go?
Till the day comes we'll never know.
A heart attack, a stroke, or while I'm asleep...
A natural cause, or a disease? Will people come visit
me before I go? Or will I leave this world with the feeling
of being alone? Will I have children left crying? Or a
mother left with a broken heart from her child dying?
How will I die? How will I go?
Till the day comes we'll never know.
How will I die? How will I go?
Till the day comes we'll never know. It will
be a mystery till the day arrives. Just remember,
everybody dies...
© Copyright, 2012, Jaileene Leniz Arriaga (15 years old)
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Revealed Secrets
Biography
ROSELYN VAZQUEZ
Born and raised in Hartford, Connecticut, Roselyn is a 36 year old single mother who is currently working towards obtaining her Masters of Arts in Elementary Education. As the oldest of three children, Roselyn grew up loving the power of words. Through reading and writing she found an escape and way to cope with all of the real life issues
surrounding her.
Roselyn started writing her own short stories and poems since she was in the 5th grade. She developed a passion for literature and poetry that remains with her today.
Living in the projects and the rough neighbourhoods of the inner city, she was exposed to and dealt with my serious
issues, including bullying, insecurities, violence and death of loved ones. Through it all she found comfort in writing. Words became her best friend; with pen and a notebook always by her side, she would write down her deepest secrets, her fears, her dreams and just about anything.
Revealed Secrets exposes some of those fears, feelings,
dreams and real life experiences.
IN DEDICATION
First and foremost, I dedicate this book to a wonderful young lady
who changed my life from the moment I held her; my beautiful daughter Jaileene Leniz. I love you more than words could ever
express and I am very proud of you.
I also dedicate this book to Parents, Madeline and Felix, my brother Flex and sister Christina, who have shown me the meaning
of unconditional love.
To my beautiful nieces, K’Tiannie, Amya, Mikayla and soon to arrive Zendaya – Titi loves you with all her heart.
To my cousin Vanessa who is more like a sister to me. She is my best friend and my confidant; the one that I can reveal my secrets
to. You are the best and I love you.
To my best friend Lisa for giving me the gift of true friendship.
To my amazing family; we have been through some very difficult times the past few years but through it all our love remains and
we are always there for one another whether it is to share laughter, tears, happiness or pain – God blessed me with the
greatest family of all. I love you.
Also: In Loving Memory of my Grandfather, Angel Arce Torres;
The memory of you lives within me every day.
A special thanks to: Barry Mowles for believing in the talent of poets like me; for his
dedication and the opportunity he gives so many people. I am forever grateful for the chance you have provided me. You open
doors for many and give people “like me” the confidence and encouragement that we need.
Thank You.
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