Was it the peaches or the cookies that you liked most?
I know for sure when our eyes met, I found my soul, I never knew I can swim in those emotions and carry this love forever.
It was painful to leave but life wanted to teach me many lessons and it never seizes and as I grow older I realise you were the only one.
The souvenirs I kept are my treasures, and are the only joy that love brought me. I wanted to know how it felt to be on the other side, but I ended up learning about myself from where I stood and it was the most beautiful thing I had explored. A feeling, a time, a place, that existed in the past, I painted it in the present, coloured it with my words and every time I look deep, it transports my heart, flooding it with emotions and my soul, my soul would yearn for us.
The jokes, the cookies, the peaches…the books…the words…the thoughtful gestures…
Will you make my heart sing again?
Let me touch the words
George Peabody Library- Baltimore USA
Heal my life with its colourful covers
Smell eternity through its ink
Watch wisdom through the lenses of all those geniuses
Trinity College Library-Dublin Ireland
Authors who print stories that last forever
Generations to recount history, facts, adventure, science, mystery, music
and love stories
Let me delve into this magical space
Feel this energy as it lifts my spirits up
Real Gabinete Portuguese de Leitura- Rio de Janeiro Brazil
Light reflecting in every corner
Sending reflections and hints
Tianjin Binhai Library- Tianjin China
For the visitors and me
Ready to travel as we sit in this sanctuary
And taste the richest aroma of variable expressions
Bibliotheca del Klementium- Prague
Enriching our souls
Bury me in the libraries so I can die richest than rich
Watching the sun rays
As the dark clouds take over the sky
Time telling me things can never be the same
Those gone moments
Those sobs of pain
The feelings of being let down
Just when material takes over
Love seizes to exist
Once gone its gone forever
What remains are charades of faded memories that beg to be released forever
For the pain of its beauty is excruciating as those hopeful moments will never return…
It feels like time has stopped
And the hours are fading
Shadows are what tell
The story of a past and present
What remains is hope for the life after
I couldn’t help but feel a strong urge to look up as I was engulfed by a strong set of eyes staring at me. That gaze made me so uneasy, there was a kind of magic in the way this energy was traveling. That stare, stirred so many emotions, and memories so here I am passionately sharing the moment….
Tonight you owned the sky
Tonight you touched my heart
Tonight you whispered to my soul
Tonight you made me dance like that girl who drives the wind crazy
Tonight you reminded me of the promise I made when you were a Super moon
Tonight you reminded me of my love
Tonight promise me to continue staring and sending your loving light in every corner of our hearts…so that
Tomorrow your gaze will be a passage of feelings I will reminisce and emotions of longing to see you stare at me again
You crossed my mind today.
I smiled, as I remembered how you made me laugh.
My heart sang with joy, when I remembered how you inspired me to create.
I saw you looking at me, those eyes from the past, a stare of respect, a stare of longing, a stare that set me free.
That look, it coloured my world with dreams, with love, with lust, with poems.
You are special.
I miss you, I miss us and I miss the person I was.
I hope life is treating you well. I know it should for you are wise.
Thank you for bringing out the best in me,
Thank you for those colourful memories.
Until we meet again
This title had no content for a while
I guess the words were just on hold
Well today they are not
A stab, a word, a secret
All the same
Words have power they say
But deeds are what portray
Your truth that you were denying for so long
Until I lost track of time, lost all consciousness of love and discovered
I died young, I wasted my youth, and got wasted by life…
Time is all we had and excuses, were your alibi
Time is gone and memories of a broken heart remain
It might feel all the same, to you
When it’s late you will wake up and realize
I seized to exist
Isn’t it dreamy
To reminisce the flavours
Of our words, like a soft wind blowing on our skin, so sincere, so strong
Joining our beating hearts
Combining our separate worlds
Bringing us closer
Creating feelings of comfort and
Sensuality just like lying on soft velvet
Isn’t it dreamy
When our passionate words
Smell like roses
Glistening our eyes with their powerful fragrance
Inviting us to meet through as we gaze at each other from across our distant worlds
Beautiful words caressing us
Warming us like sunshine
Reflecting their radiance on our skin
Our words are unique frequencies
Crashing like waves in our separate universe-s
Echoing soft noise in our close hearts
Whispering to our united souls beautiful notes of adoration
Our words are eternal and so is our love
Isn’t it dreamy
When we miss us
We just know we can touch with our words
Feeling them flow freely in our veins
Reminding us of our old love story
Isn’t it dreamy?
When a woman is nurtured with love she shines. NH 26.12.2017
As the year is coming to an end, I want to send my gratitude and love to my mentor, friends, fellow bloggers, teachers and my special ones. May 2018 be a blessing and bring you all you wish for and more.
Love and gratitude
Fascinated, mesmerised, enchanted, dreamy
Your colours, your music, your poems, your words, your lyrics
Touch my heart and carry me away
Bewildered in this passion
I notice you alright in your silence, in your overpowering beauty