Jorge L Echevarria

Jorge L Echevarria Jun 2023

Time keeps chasing, my disguise it wears thin,
Playing the part of one who knows it all, my sin.
But deep down, I'm aware, I know nothing at all,
Won't you open up your mind, let your thoughts befall?

How am I supposed to know,
What's hidden within your soul?
Tell me, enlighten me now,
Guide me, help me understand somehow.
'Cause you're wrapped in doubts, it's clear to see,
Your steps are a pondering walk, mystery.
How am I supposed to know,
Now, how am I supposed to know?

Share with me the secrets that reside in your head,
Illuminate my world with the words you've left unsaid.
I want to lend a hand, be there when you're in need,
But if you keep it all inside, how can I proceed?

How am I supposed to know,
What's hidden within your soul?
Tell me, enlighten me now,
Guide me, help me understand somehow.
'Cause you're wrapped in doubts, it's clear to see,
Your steps are a pondering walk, mystery.
How am I supposed to know,
Now, how am I supposed to know?

What if I tell you, your vision's obscured,
By the habits that keep your thoughts secured?
Let emotion flow, let affliction be revealed,
Break through the barriers, let true understanding be sealed.

How am I supposed to know,
What's hidden within your soul?
Tell me, enlighten me now,
Guide me, help me understand somehow.
'Cause you're wrapped in doubts, it's clear to see,
Your steps are a pondering walk, mystery.
How am I supposed to know,
Now, how am I supposed to know?

How am I supposed to know,
What's hidden within your soul?
Tell me, enlighten me now,
Guide me, help me understand somehow.
'Cause you're wrapped in doubts, it's clear to see,
Your steps are a pondering walk, mystery.
How am I supposed to know,
Now, how am I supposed to know?

Jorge L Echevarria Jun 2023

T.H.A.W. Part II

Memories misplaced, relentless they emerge,
Like overgrown weeds, a pain they surge.
Within my heart, a bleeding hole resides,
The remedy lost, nowhere to confide.

Once whole, now burdened by this deep abyss,
Gripping my soul with an ache that persists.
Yearning for restoration, art as my guide,
Time, it's your moment, let healing coincide.

For time, they say, mends wounds so profound,
Not merely masking, but true healing renowned.
So, let the hands of time weave their gentle art,
Stitching together the fragments of my wounded heart.

With each passing moment, with patience and care,
Grant me the solace of a heart repaired.
Time, show your power, let healing commence,
Revive my spirit, restore my lost sense.

For in your embrace lies the balm to soothe,
The remedy sought, the salve to improve.
Heal these wounds, as only you can impart,
Time, fulfill your purpose, mend this broken heart.

Jorge L Echevarria Jun 2023

Flowers part II

Once upon a time, in a world of aspirations,
Lived a garden of dreams, in need of cultivation.
But alas, the flowers there were in a sorry state,
Languishing in darkness, their growth left to fate.

Unwatered and neglected, their petals began to wilt,
Yet no one seemed to notice, their plight remained unbuilt.
The dreams that could bring solace were cast aside,
In shadows they withered, dreams denied.

But one day, a glimmer of hope broke through the gloom,
A flicker of light dispelling the impending doom.
A voice whispered softly, "Turn your escape into an escapade,
Embrace the rain delay, let not your progress fade."

For dreams, like flowers, require time and care,
A process unfolding, step by step, with flair.
The future remains uncertain, like an unwritten tome,
But even in the toughest concrete, flowers find a home.

So when life's heat intensifies, like a sizzling soufflé,
Let ambition guide you, transforming your world's array.
Embrace the journey, let your dreams bloom and sway,
For ambition turns your world into a magnificent bouquet.

Jorge L Echevarria Jun 2023

Eyes

Eyes, windows to the depths of the soul,
I'm captivated by her gaze, uncontrolled,
A heart dyed blue, an oceanic maze,
Delving into emotions in watery ways.

Navigating currents of her shifting tide,
Decoding the ripples, feelings implied,
Her smile, a knowing grin, mysterious guise,
Diminishing thoughts, making them minimize.

Her voice, a melody that beckons to call,
Endearing names like baby, boo, and all,
It's strange how deeply I'm drawn to this girl,
Her name, unspoken, a secret to unfurl.

She holds secrets within her soulful eyes,
Intriguing and enigmatic, a captivating guise,
Lost in the depths, a longing to explore,
This girl, a enigma, forever I adore.

Jorge L Echevarria Jun 2023

Inward struggles

I've been in my head, a labyrinth of thoughts,
Where time slips through fingers, in battles fought.
No map to guide me, no compass to steer,
Lost in the tangles of a mind filled with fear.

The minutes dance swiftly, like elusive fireflies,
Yet I'm trapped in the shadows, as time slips by.
With each passing moment, I struggle and strive,
But my thoughts entangle, keeping me captive, alive.

In this realm of chaos, where whispers collide,
I'm entwined with distractions, my focus untied.
ADHD's tempest swirls, a relentless storm,
Pulling me deeper, where clarity is the norm.

But still, I resist, fight against the tide,
To break free from this maze, where I often reside.
For within these walls, there's a spark that ignites,
A flame of resilience, burning through the nights.

I gather my strength, search for a way,
To transcend the barriers, to seize the day.
With patience and persistence, I'll forge a new path,
Unravel the knots, and escape from its wrath.

No longer confined, I'll spread my wings wide,
Embrace the world beyond, where dreams coincide.
For though I'm stuck in my head, I'll find release,
And conquer the challenges, find my inner peace.

So, let the clock tick, let time carry on,
I'll unravel the puzzles, till the doubts are gone.
In this battle with self, I'll learn to be free,
A symphony of triumph, where I'm meant to be.

Jorge L Echevarria Jun 2023

Found

Enveloping me in your embrace
Securely locked I find solace in your presence
With no escape or avoidance, I am held captive by your gaze
Delving deep into the core of my being
At long last I experience a profound sense of belonging
A tender recognition that allows my soul to be truly seen

Jorge L Echevarria Jun 2023

Seeking

In realms of thoughts, I'm held captive, you see,
A prisoner of my mind's eternity.
With every dream and fervent aspiration,
I ponder if joy awaits in my narration.

"It's not you, it's me," the words resound,
In solitude's embrace, I'm tightly bound.
A yearning heart seeks happiness anew,
Yet uncertainty shadows what I can pursue.

Amidst life's tapestry, will I find my key?
Unlock the door to a blissful destiny?
I wander, wondering if fate will decree,
A moment's reprieve where my soul can be free.

For dreams may soar on wings of hope's flight,
But reality's grasp may dim their light.
In the realm of possibilities, I yearn to explore,
Discovering solace I've not felt before.

Oh, elusive happiness, my constant desire,
I strive for you, fueled by an inner fire.
Yet the path is obscured, the future unclear,
Leaving me to ponder if your embrace is near.

But still, I persist, with hope as my guide,
Seeking the day when sorrows subside.
Though doubts may plague, I won't let them deter,
For the yearning within me, I will not defer.

So, onward I journey, with doubts in tow,
Amidst the uncertainty, my spirit will grow.
For in this quest for happiness untold,
I'll find my purpose, a story yet to unfold.