I happened to be cleaning some of the drives I have and got myself looking at some old footage when I was doing some photo sessions and then as I had my music going the song Days go by started playing, and then I just had to do a video, it just felt right. With a big smile on my face as I was reminiscing those days and then getting myself to compare the mentality, the style, everything about my artistic self and persona from then and now. It’s always nice getting the opportunity to see how much you have grown or changed.

Thinking back on those days I think I might have been a bit more egotistic and thought I knew everything about photography, 5 years later I now feel there is so much more I could learn and so many things I still have left to experience and do, Photography is one of those paths that never ends and always leads you to something better.


Buy My new Anthology, ‘Shattered’

Some times you just wake up with the urge to do something, and that’s what happened to me on Tuesday December 5. I got some poems together, wrote some new one and then I got back into my computer writing and couple weeks later I had it all ready and published for the Amazon Kindle as my last book ‘Stuck in Life’┬áO. It always seems like things are easy until you try them and find out how much work needs to be put into any project. The first time I ever saw someone write a poem I thought it was so easy and I could also do it, and better. What I had seen them do in 5 minutes turned out to be a few days for me and it was not as good. The same way with stories, for some reason we want to feel like we are better, even without trying or having any practice on the matter. Just for the simply fact that ‘we are’.

This book has poems and feelings one could have before meeting the love of your life, while you’re in love, and after the relationship fails. Though I didn’t feel the need to separate them by section, but just wrote and organized the ones I had before I felt in love talking about what love should be, what I was thankful for, things in my life I was proud of or ashamed of. Then it comes the first times seeing, talking to and getting to know that person that throws your world upside down and makes you re-define your opinion of what beauty is.

Like everything in our life that ends, I also wrote some poems that I left at the end part of the book for when the love ends and the crushed spirit that suffers the loss of that love.

This book I definitely considered the one book where I’ve put more emotions into, if there’s anything closer to my ideas and feelings would definitely be Shattered. It’s been a good process, hopefully next time I complete a book instead of being poetry is a novel, even a short novel would be nice I think :p

Have an awesome week,

Thank you for reading ­čÖé


On a Saturday she swore me loyalty,
on a Saturday she swore me love forever.
Next Wednesday she cheated,
Next Friday she left, but whatever.

I wasted my time searching for her love,
trying to somehow appeal and stay in her heart
I tried giving her love and taking her places,
I tried buying her gifts, a car, making some art
Nothing worked, I never got closer
She saw me as a tool,
just your average in-love Loser.

I thought I learned from that experience,
I locked my heart and feelings away.
I figured I meet someone who lives faraway,
Maybe someone who can meet me halfway,
Someone who once they Meet me,
thanks to my hugs and kisses would want to stay
I met you on a Sunday, but was in love prior to that day.
You made me smile and to god again pray
But Monday came, and you said things between us were not okay,
Tuesday… Well, I’m alone again Today.

Copyright ┬ę2017 Jahaziel E. Magana

Describing Us

Your eyes tell me they love me
your body glows with desire, bathed in a scent so glorious
your mind, honest and mysterious
full of fear of what could be.

Our spirit dancing in joy, our bodies in pleasure
your smile, touch and kisses
have become my greatest treasure
your presence makes my poetry 1,000 times better.
The thought of your love, of us
makes me dream of ‘forever’

Copyright ┬ę2017 Jahaziel E. Magana


Tear drops fall from heaven,
those tears fall on my guitar.
Wishes travel the sky
following that shooting star.
I fell hard for you, and I bled
your name engraved as a scar.

I should have let those melodies
my pain forever extinguish,
I should have asked for another wish
I shouldn’t have cut open
the veins in my writs

Copyright ┬ę2017 Jahaziel E. Magana

Bike Riding

I’ve been using my Hero 3 on the bike but I thought the footage and angles were not good enough so I decided to get me one more GoPro (or two) and test the footage in the GoPro app as well and see how it turned out. Somehow doing everything from the phone without using the computer felt less tedious. Even though, its way easier using the editing program but it still does a good enough job where you can be satisfied and proud with the results.


Forgive me if I am crying
Neither you, nor I is to blame
Sadness doesn’t bring joy
and Depression is not a game.
I didn’t choose this unbalance
I shouldn’t have to explain.

In that bath tub you see the bubbles
I see my bloodstain
I’ve opened up my heart to you
and you call my explanation ‘lame’
that problem you’re having
I easily overcame, and that’s how
I strong and successful became.

I live with Depression
and depression lives in your brain.
Please don’t punish me…
don’t add gasoline to the flame.

Copyright ┬ę2017 Jahaziel E. Magana

Lied to

You look and talk to me,
like if about life I had no clue,
like psychology, and intuition
is something I don’t understand and it’s new.
You complain about people’s lack of honesty,
yet you pretend to be all naive of a subject you already Knew.

I don’t need anyone to pretend to understand me,
or pretend you know what ‘best for me’ should be?
Your happiness and dreams are not similar to mine
Destiny is in my hands, I can see the line.
One shows my heart, another my mind
then, life and destiny are twined.

Let me dig a bit in my memory,
Before I recognized I was extrasensory
Before I could see and feel your energy
Was there a time you wouldn’t lie to me?

Copyright ┬ę2017 Jahaziel E. Magana

The Best Choice after you is Suicide

The heavens tell me you’re a great┬áwoman
one amazing mother too.
The one who can make my love dreams come true
your birthmark matches my tattoo.
Together we are one,
even if people see two

When our lips meet I feel so alive
even if you can’t be my girlfriend
even if you can never be my wife
lets hold hands
and go on the ride of our life
let’s explore our bodies
let’s enjoy the nightlife
no worries, our trip can be countrywide
you can drive or enjoy the passenger side
as I drive, your head below my chest you can slide.
If we can’t be together…
the best choice after you, is Suicide.

Copyright ┬ę2017 Jahaziel E. Magana