One Picture- My Daughter's Wedding

Another one From the Writer's Block - "If you could take one picture, what would it be? what is in it? Who is in it? What does it mean to you?"

One picture
Una foto
One picture
One representation of a moment in time
Captured
Trapped in digital pixels
Held prisoner by nostalgia and reminiscence
Essentially life on paper
If I could only take one picture
It would show the texture of my existence
A beautiful girl dressed in white
Her smile up to her ears
Because this is the happiest moment of her life
Her mother with proud eyes
And an attitude
That her fortitude
Has been compensated
And emulated by this joyous occasion
My whole universe
In a frame, a family
F- Fate, Freedom, Fabulousness
A- Absolutely Amazing Amor
M- My marvelous Masterpiece
I, I can't believe I'm so...
L-Lucky
Y- Why, I wish I could drink this happiness forever
Generations together
My mother, her mother
Tias, Nieces
Daddies, brothers and sons
All in one room
Sharing one moment
As the lens captures
Mi familia.

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Love, From Hate's Point of View

Another one from the Writer's Block :)

I just don't understand
How this works really
This complex feeling
That makes people go nuts.
Making such a fuss
And frankly, I've had enough.
It's so much easier to be me.
I don't have the urge
To buy candy or flowers.
I don't spend hours
Pained if I'm unrequited.
And I don't get excited
at the thought of being united.
People think I'm the bad guy.
But Love's not always a picnic either.
It knows how to destroy what's been built
It can watch a rose wilt
Without hope of resurrection.
Really we're not that different.
Actually I'm pretty sure,
I was Love in a past life.
I guess it just depends on what is your strife.

Poet Envy

Green like money
Being food sick
Unable to pick the right words
For a better fit
Or maybe it's less about math
And more about meaning
Provoking feelings
From people who are dealing
With thunderstorms and earthquakes.
Engaging in debates
And questioning what lies in their fate.
Time after time
I see people with the baddest rhymes and incredible flow,
That I don't know
If should even show my meager work to anyone.
A simple well done,
Although coming from the right place
And so kind,
Doesn't allow me to find my inner superstar.
Far and wide people will want to read my works
Including all the quirks
Gawking at my creation
The next poetry sensation.
Or at least allow my imagination to believe it.
Just spit it out
"I want to be among the best."