My poems must be invisible...
Or silent...
Or maybe the words got scattered by the wind...
I don't know...
I poured my heart and soul writing love poems for a girl I adore...
She didn't say anything...
My only hope is she didn't hear them...
Or she could not read them...
It is been days...
But who knows...
Maybe she will answer some day...
Who am I kidding?...
The poems are not invisible...
I discovered I am invisible to her...
I say this with a tear in my eye...
A tear I can see and feel...
I can't be invisible...
The pain I am feeling is real...

The night is quiet...
There is no wind...
No moon...
Not even a cricket chirping can be heard...
Silence is king tonight...
So quiet I can hear my own thoughts...
I hear myself thinking of you...
Thinking of your smile, your eyes and your laughter...
It may be quiet outside...
But it is a carnival in my soul...
As it is anytime I think of you...
It is a good thing it is quiet in the neighborhood tonight...
It means no one can hear the happiness in my soul...
After all...
Thinking of you is my own celebration...
A daily one at that...

You just left...
But the breeze and the wind keep bringing memories of you...
It is as if the air carries your fragrance and the breeze images of you and your eyes…
It is such a nice feeling...
I can't think of a happier moment than enjoying sweet memories of those we care for..
Specially someone so sweet and caring as you...
Your company was my gift today...
And memories of you my treasure...

It is a sunny day...
And a bit hot...
But breezy...
The birds are chirping...
There are two turtles walking towards the pond...
Slowly but surely...
They want to escape from the heat...
The tree branches are dancing to the wind...
The birds and the breeze sound like a melody from heaven...
The grass is green...
I wish I could paint...
This whole scene would have made for a perfect canvas...
I am trying to describe it the best I can...
Maybe this can be a canvas in your mind...
I like to describe what I see...
For the canvas of your eyes to read...
Both your eyes and nature inspire poetry...
Your eyes more than nature...
For your eyes are a universe...
And an endless source of inspiration...
I realized today the world has not enough paper...
For me to fill pages of verses and sonnets inspired by your eyes...
But that's OK...
I will write what I can...
Even if I end up writing tens of poetry books...
They will still not be able to describe how beautiful and sweet your eyes are...

Is there a parade today?...
Why do I see confetti all over the road?...
The wind seems to bring a happy mood...
It is contagious...
The air is warm...
It feels like a carnival...
Maybe the confetti is in my soul...
I can feel it...
My soul feels like a carnival of happiness...
Every time you are near...

You inspire many nice thoughts...
For you are kind and sweet...
And have two eyes that resemble the moon...
For they light up the sky like a million stars...
I melt at their sight...
So you are my inspiration...
I also admire you more everyday...
For you are brave and resilient...
So you have my admiration...
Sweet and gentle as a rose petal...
Hard as a rock...
Proof Inspiration and admiration go together...
Like my love and desire  for you...
It is too late to tell you that I love you...
I will never find another woman like you...
So I will love you in silence....
For an eternity...

It was a bit of a rainy evening...
A cloudy sky...
With just a few spots of blue...
There was still some sunshine in the background...
With all the roofs bathed by sunlight...
The flowers dancing to the wind...
The trees moving their branches as if waving goodbye to the day and hello to the night...
Two birds flying against the sunlight...
Two children running from the rain...
Or perhaps chasing an unleashed dog running ahead of them...
A woman seated by a window, across the street...
The whole scene would have made for a perfect painting...
A great canvas...
I can't paint...
But it does not matter...
I can describe...
And I can remember all landscapes and beautiful images I have seen...
From a mountain flanked by red flowers...
To a river and a water fall...
To the universe of your eyes...
Life is about enjoying the moments that make us happy...
Remembering all those beautiful images brings a smile to my face...
For now I will think of the moon...
And your eyes...
Either one would also be a beautiful Canvas...
Always try to picture the colors in your day...
And you will discover life is a Canvas...
Sometimes sunny...
Sometimes cloudy...
But still a Canvas...
Good night...