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July312014

Path With No Entrance

"The Heart of a Singer, Sings"

"The Heart of a Fighter, Fights"

"The Heart of a Bodybuilder, Builds"

"The Heart of a Writer, Writes"

For all who deem me anything but good; not good enough, not worth it, I say to them, walk a mile (or endure the childhood I had) in my shoes. With consideration of what I have experienced with my past and past relationships, it has taken a grave toll on, not only my mental state of mind, my present contemplations and future contemplations, as well. I am no martyr, nor am I a person who takes advantage of anyone or anything. Prior to my past and third relationship, I have volunteered numerously for charity foundations to help the unfortunate. The very notion of the unfortunate has provided me insight and ambition to leave my past behind and not worry or question my present, or, at the present time prior to my past and third relationship.

To be continued…

July302014

Daisy

For my followers, and non-followers, I wrote this well into my third relationship and it’s quite old. It was not fashioned any time after my breakup; in addition, I am placing this back on here because I am tired of being told what to do! It’s like telling a lion to stop hunting. I wear my heart on my sleeve, I am loyal and dedicated to never holding back. Never have, never will. I live my life on moralistic and judicious terms, and if anyone can’t see that that is not my problem.

"God himself, sir, does not propose to judge man until the end of his days." Why should you and I?

Dear Daisy,

Growing up as a child, I did not know much, nor did I ever consider what was happening in my life. Everything seemed to be a blur. To be quite honest, most of my life was like a blur, a passing by as if you were in a car watching the trees move by so fast you never could keep up with the pace. As if I were meant to look back and never move forward. I doubted life in the beginning. I didn’t know what happiness meant, or what a true smile felt like. I was raised in poverty, and had to fight to even breathe; fight to eat; fight to fight. I was mostly sad, poor and hopeless. I didn’t know how to read and write, so there was no hope in finding my salvation in books. I chose an angry life and path and, in a sense, I don’t doubt it now because it all had brought me to you.

Surely, you have questioned my past and all its experiences; you have doubted me in the same way in which I doubted myself. I never had a mother to hold me the way yours holds you; I never had a father to caress me the same way your father caresses you. All my existence revolved around anger and hate. Love, caring and passion were never considered an option in a world of pure darkness and sadness, until I met you. There was a time when my uncle (not really my true uncle) came in my room and grabbed my brother and me, he took us from our bed and lined us up on the wall, and beat us with the buckle of the belt. At that time and moment, I felt a lift of love and sincerity lift from my heart, to never think it would ever come back once more, until I met you.

You questioned my first relationship, and thought I was in love, yet, I wasn’t. I didn’t know what love meant, what love beholden, what loving another had anything to do with me, my thoughts, my pursuits. I was lost, naïve, and every moment was like a blur, as well. You questioned whether I felt the same love for the both of you, and I answer with a definitive no! You questioned if I would experience the same experiences with you, I answer you with a definitive no once more!

You questioned and doubted my feelings of my second girlfriend, and do try to remember that I broke up with them both, not because I fell out of love (I didn’t know what love meant until I met you) but because I never felt with them what I felt with you; I didn’t feel anything compared to the love I felt from you for them! When we first spoke on Facetime, I could not believe the instant attraction I perceived for you. I was confused because I never experienced that before. I had past relationships, but when I saw you, I didn’t see your beauty on the outside, I saw beauty within. And when I went to sleep, I kid you not (and I told this to you the very next day), I said an angel came to me and whispered in my ear that you were the one! He told me it wouldn’t be easy, but you deserved true love! Deserved a true man! He knew my love, devotion, affection and passion for the right woman, and spoke with determination to be the man for you! And I did! I stayed strong when you received a text from another guy, I stayed strong when you yelled at me for something, and I stayed strong when you accused me of nothing. Being with you, I felt what I have never felt before! True love!

I didn’t care what anyone thought; I only wanted to see you smile. I cherished our talks and walks on the beach; I adored our runs together and when you yelled at me to shut up. I wasn’t mad when you did yell, I knew you loved me; I knew you cared for me. I knew your dedication instilled in my heart what was lost before, the lost of my love and sincerity. I respected you on every level for that and told myself to never hurt this woman while you gave me the opportunity to be by your side.

I utilized every principle to guide my heart and love for you, to show you that I could be the best man for you! I wasn’t trying to prove anything because it didn’t feel like a job, it, for the very first time, felt real! I truly loved being around you. I couldn’t care if we laid down in bed all day, hours on end, as long as I was with you, I was the happiest man alive. I looked forward to our showers together! There was no feeling like the one when I would sit on the bathtub floor, staring up, watching a Daisy wash for the very first time! It was magical! I was precious! When I washed your legs, it wasn’t out of boredom of waiting for you to finish showering. It was instant, it was right! When I moved my hands along your sexy and smooth legs, it was like gliding over a Goddess! I never wanted to touch another leg ever again!

I appreciate you for every wrong and bad we had encountered because you had raised my heart and soul from the grave of despair! I, not once, ever lay in bed with anyone and cuddled the way I cuddled with you! I swear! My arm would literally go numb, and I had no intention of moving it! Truthfully, I couldn’t care if it died, as long as you were comfortable, that’s what matter most to me. As I mentioned earlier, I didn’t know much, but you opened my eyes. Your love has provided me light for the darkness that consumed me! Your devotion stopped the blur and helped me see life in its present form! I say these things not to blemish your cheek red, I say this from pure fact, from pure truth that you are absolutely right, I will never, ever, ever find a love like yours! I would never see the twinkle that I saw in your eyes in another woman’s eyes. And, I say to you! I don’t ever want to experience another day, another minute, another second without you, your devotion, your spirit, your tears, your ice cream, your buffalo wings, your cooking, your kisses, your hugs, your yelling, your accusing, your smiling, your heart, with you not in my arms; not in my life; not in my heart!

You are a diamond amongst clams, a rose amongst thorns, and a ray of sunshine amongst a forever casting shadow! And I am the luckiest man alive to have such a gorgeous woman in my presence! I thank God and the angel for bringing you into my life! I am grateful for you, your beauty, and your love!

Love,

Your poopyhead.

July192014

Hate With a Hint of Despair

In this world, there’s no justice. None to share, none to revel in, none to spare, none to settle in. Our hearts roam the earth for light, however, at times find darkness. In this darkness, only the strong fight and aspire for light, for good, for truth! Nonetheless, in this darkness, the light may never shine, nor will it ever shimmer for some, but for the fortunate, it may provide sufficient brightness that may lead to another adventure or endless adventures. In the end, some destinies are not meant to end in happiness because the future of hope may lie with the disheartened of others.

This darkness is not for the faint of heart, this man, whom wielded a sword, had no justice in his soul. He had a only one notion, one purpose, to kill. The killing was not his goal, but only the mission. When called upon, he had but to do what was entitled of him. There was no justice in his eyes.

There came a time when he was called upon, by a selfish man, and this man requested that all men who dare blasphemed of their spouse, he shall seek them out and kill them. And for a time, this was true. When a cowardly man spoke with malice of his beloved wife, this man sought out the delicate woman and murdered her on the spot. For centuries this has happen. Until one day, one blessed day, a man who loved his wife dearly, made the most unfortunate mistake of berating his wife.

Before we speak of this tale, I would like to take an adventure of why this was taken place at all. A time, when a man loved his wife with the utmost reverence; he thought the ground he walked on, whilst with her and near her, was unworthy of him in every respect. There was no end to his passion and endearment towards her. He would have died a million times and came back just to ensure her safety and livelihood were not endanger. Ah, such unknown love expressed upon another, almost too real to be true, yet, it was.

When he came home, from a long day of tilling and scraping for his sacred treasure, his heart had fallen, he was devastated at what he saw! Oh, he was lost, distraught; for there is a time when men must understand and not understand the ways of life, the ways of choices, the ways of living in an unjust world of pain. He sat, he sat for days; pondering and ruminating what to do. There were good thoughts floating in his mind; evil thoughts as well. Nevertheless, the one and evil idea of man has took form. Taken it’s place among the living for the very first time. Surely, we all thought that we could conjure such harsh imaginations, however, never to see such dreams become reality?

Not in this world, not in this lifetime. He went to the library, search endlessly for a book and within this book, he opened it and there it was.

She was on her way home from work, it was an arduous day and all she cared for was seeing her beautiful husband. Notwithstanding the unheard words spoken about her. There had been many times when people would speak bleak of their lover, but had no intentions of pursuing such recompense. Now for her, as we speak, he was trailing her every step. She felt something, someone lingering about her. She had chills scurrying about her arms, even her legs, and she shaved last night. Her environment began to get dark, she shivered with fear and there it was! A touch, a touch of a girl friend on her right shoulder. Light came back and all was well, for now.

She embraced her friend and seized her close for comfort. The friend was confused, didn’t know they were that close of friends, nonetheless, appreciated the gesture. They spoke and walked home. In the time of their walk, there still drifted the man. The dome that awaited her. As she parted with her friend, she walked up the stairs, her husband was not far along either. She placed her keys on the table and walked to the room, and before she could breathe, there he was! She was immovable! Frightened would be an understatement of her emotions of that unrelenting moment. He walked up the stairs, and he placed his keys on the table, he heard a scream and shriek from the bedroom. He ran towards it and opened the door. His heart, mind, soul, all fell to the ground! He fell to his knees of fear and hopelessness.

But, he never forgot this mans countenance, the menacing look in his eyes; the tall and darkness that surrounded him, no, he will never forget; ever!

January142014

No Justice

In this world, there’s no justice. None to share, none to revel in, none to spare, none to settle in. Our hearts roam the earth for light, however, at times find darkness. In this darkness, only the strong fight and aspire for light, for good, for truth! Nonetheless, in this darkness, the light may never shine, nor will it ever shimmer for some, but for the fortunate, it may provide sufficient brightness that may lead to another adventure or endless adventures. In the end, some destinies are not meant to end in happiness because the future of hope may lie with the disheartened of others.

This darkness is not for the faint of heart, this man, whom wielded a sword, had no justice in his soul. He had a only one notion, one purpose, to kill. The killing was not his goal, but only the mission. When called upon, he had but to do what was entitled of him. There was no justice in his eyes.

There came a time when he was called upon, by a selfish man, and this man requested that all men who dare blasphemed of their spouse, he shall seek them out and kill them. And for a time, this was true. When a cowardly man spoke with malice of his beloved wife, this man sought out the delicate woman and murdered her on the spot. For centuries this has happen. Until one day, one blessed day, a man who loved his wife dearly, made the most unfortunate mistake of berating his wife.

Before we speak of this tale, I would like to take an adventure of why this was taken place at all. A time, when a man loved his wife with the utmost reverence; he thought the ground he walked on, whilst with her and near her, was unworthy of him in every respect. There was no end to his passion and endearment towards her. He would have died a million times and came back just to ensure her safety and livelihood were not endanger. Ah, such unknown love expressed upon another, almost too real to be true, yet, it was.

When he came home, from a long day of tilling and scraping for his sacred treasure, his heart had fallen, he was devastated at what he saw! Oh, he was lost, distraught; for there is a time when men must understand and not understand the ways of life, the ways of choices, the ways of living in an unjust world of pain. He sat, he sat for days; pondering and ruminating what to do. There were good thoughts floating in his mind; evil thoughts as well. Nevertheless, the one and evil idea of man has took form. Taken it’s place among the living for the very first time. Surely, we all thought that we could conjure such harsh imaginations, however, never to see such dreams become reality?

Not in this world, not in this lifetime. He went to the library, search endlessly for a book and within this book, he opened it and there it was.

She was on her way home from work, it was an arduous day and all she cared for was seeing her beautiful husband. Notwithstanding the unheard words spoken about her. There had been many times when people would speak bleak of their lover, but had no intentions of pursuing such recompense. Now for her, as we speak, he was trailing her every step. She felt something, someone lingering about her. She had chills scurrying about her arms, even her legs, and she shaved last night. Her environment began to get dark, she shivered with fear and there it was! A touch, a touch of a girl friend on her right shoulder. Light came back and all was well, for now.

She embraced her friend and seized her close for comfort. The friend was confused, didn’t know they were that close of friends, nonetheless, appreciated the gesture. They spoke and walked home. In the time of their walk, there still drifted the man. The dome that awaited her. As she parted with her friend, she walked up the stairs, her husband was not far along either. She placed her keys on the table and walked to the room, and before she could breathe, there he was! She was immovable! Frightened would be an understatement of her emotions of that unrelenting moment. He walked up the stairs, and he placed his keys on the table, he heard a scream and shriek from the bedroom. He ran towards it and opened the door. His heart, mind, soul, all fell to the ground! He fell to his knees of fear and hopelessness.

But, he never forgot this mans countenance, the menacing look in his eyes; the tall and darkness that surrounded him, no, he will never forget; ever!

To be continued

November302013
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10AM

Our Pledge

We pledge to each other to be loving friends and partners as long as we live.

To talk and to listen, to trust and appreciate one another; to respect and cherish each other’s uniqueness; and to support, comfort and strengthen each other through life’s joys and sorrows. We promise to share hopes, thoughts and dreams as we build our lives together.

May our lives be ever intertwined, our love keeping us together. We will build a home that is compassionate to all, full of respect and honor for others and each other. May our home be forever filled with peace, happiness and love.

August232013

Cupid & Arrows

For the weary Hearts,
The stranded Arrows,
Flew with Purpose,
With Landed Sorrows.

Tears, what was of intended Joy,
Fears, what is of Unknown Ploys,

From where they Came,
None whom Dare to Say,
Lest of Dome,
Forsake the weary Strays.

The Arrows of Demise,
Unfortunate Events,
In which the End Portends,
In Hope of Happiness shall Present!

July242013

A Journey With No End

I could only ever do my Best,
Nothing More, Nothing Less,
From where I began,
My life aims a wondrous Span.

Questions around, with endless Desire,
Answers abound, with endless Retire,
Thoughts and Notions, encompassing the Ideal,
Fraughts and Motions, the Ideal with no Appeal.

Nonetheless, we strive for Success,
In Hopes for the Best,
Never Alone will we perceive to Rest,
For the dying behold our eternal Distress.

Yet, we clamor within our Breast,
In search for the meaning that is Left,
Could it ever be Grasped within our Mind,
Or, forever Clasped by human Pine.

Relentless pursuit of Admiration,
Continual repute of Self-Revelation,
Dying need of overall Acceptance,
Behold the end of true Negligence.

For, we stand as Undeniably Alone,
A world of Chaotic Thrown’s,
Consistently seeking the Unknown,
To never ever Truly be Alone.

This is a Poem,
A Journey With No End,
For it shall ever Extend,
With unlimited Bounds as Egos Pretend.

To be continued…

February112013

The Meaning of Life

The meaning of life? There’s none.
For life extends to more than one,

Each life pertains to one,
And all remains undone,
Until the life remove forever,
One can never endeavor.

Any notion other from thy lost,
Means nothing but adrift thoughts,

For the meaning lies of thy dead,
Thy word of dead can never be said.

To dare to hear the dead,
Life must forfeit instead.

Could one ever cease to exist?
Life with endless seeking,
The mind ruminates with remiss,
The wandering life with no meaning.

9AM

Two Stones

To a special person whom meant dearest to me, still does, and forever always.

Part I
From the beginning Alone,
As Days go On,
A Wondering Stone,
Near Waveless Pond.

The Sun Rises and Sets,
It’s Gleam with Hope,
It’s Partner the Moon,
Together they Cope.

For the Stone, Alone,
No Partner insight,
But Waveless Pond,
His Hope yet searches with Might.

Glorious Day with Beauty,
Afar, another Stone Beyond,
Could it be,
An Angel from the Pond?

With Smiles it Approaches,
Lying down near the Stone,
With Endless Happiness,
To Never Again Be Alone.

Part II
As Days go On,
Two Stones Abreast,
No Mere Content,
But Pure Happiness.

Sun Rises with Adulation-Envy,
Her Moon Reconciles-Frenzy,
Two Stones oblivious with Love,
Ripples in the Pond Set by a Dove.

As the Pond Ebbs Endlessly,
As so the Love of the Two Stones,
Propitious Eternity,
Love they Share to others Unknown.

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