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Granada es una de las más importantes ciudad de Nicaragua en tamaño después de Managua, pero es la primera ciudad de interés histórico y de importancia turística, se le llama La Gran Sultana, por su volcán, antiguamente conocido como El Sultán.

Una de las mejores maneras para conocer Granada es andar por sus calles a pie. Cada esquina mirando en sus peculiares avenidas, se podrán admirar los típicos edificios coloniales la mayoría de los cuales recién remodelados. Mirando dentro de las casonas coloniales de Granada se podrán admirar los típicos patios con plantas tropicales y las habitaciones con mecedoras. Los Granadinos suelen traer estas sillas a los andenes en la noche para aprovechar de el aire fresco mientras se mecen en ellas.

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Granada is one of the most important cities of Nicaragua in size after Managua, but it is the first city of historical interest and tourist importance, it is called La Gran Sultana, for its volcano, formerly known as El Sultán.

One of the best ways to get to know Granada is to walk through its streets on foot. Every corner looking at its peculiar avenues, you can admire the typical colonial buildings, most of which have been recently remodeled. Looking inside the colonial mansions of Granada you can admire the typical patios with tropical plants and the rooms with rocking chairs. The Granadinos usually bring these chairs to the platforms at night to take advantage of the fresh air while they roam in them.

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What man lives
Who can write of things
That only God can create?

The wonders of mountains
Or the beauty of the morning,
The smell of the sea,
At evening tide.

The crashing of thunder
Or the breaking of dawn,
The setting of the Sun,
In cloudy skies.

Who is to wonder
At man, small in stature,
Small in accomplishments.

Go, I as a sinner
A man without feelings,
Towards all the others,
That have gone,
Long before, I.

I look across the room
And see, your face,
Framed by hair
Of yellow gold,
Smiling so.
An invitation,
To respond
To teeth of white,
Reflecting light,
Blinding my eyes.
Who are you?
What's your name?
Laughter echoes
Through the room.
I envy your happiness.

Clouds,
Touching,
Both sea and sky,
Blocking out the Sun,
While shadows,
Rule the land
And no one sees.

Inner strength
You may never know,
Nor may you expect to see,
That which hides within.
Your friends,
Few though they may be
While loneliness may pass you by,
You will never see,
Loneliness.

I die each day
And furthermore,
I am more dead
Than the day before.

Oh, elusive love
Where are you now?
Where is your hiding place?
Can you be found
In the eyes of children
Or in the tinkling sound
Of their laughter
Or looking into crowded rooms,
Will I see you
In the face of a
Smiling stranger?

I'm sure, that you both know me well
As I begin my descent to hell,
For I have tread this path before
And I have opened up the door,
Which has a sign of "No Admittance."

Nervous reaction from where I stand
Gives me a feeling of being in sand,
That trembles, even as I slowly sink
Towards deprivation and into drink
From which there will no end,
With no chance to amend,
To you.

I've dreamt a dream of puzzling things
And found myself, aloft, without wings.
In this dream, my mind was a muddle
For my head was lying in a puddle,
At my feet.