A Second can Count as a Lifetime…

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Today made me realise how ironic life is, and we all know this is a cliche,

Time is everything when we don’t have much of it, or better yet, time is everything full stop.

I have been sad for a while, life hasn’t been that fair and it’s not something I like talking about, but the people close to me know. I keep reminding myself what a friend told me once, he said my name means “hope” and hope I am every day, every week, every month, every minute and every second. It’s the journey that was drawn for me I guess, and I can but only hope and embrace it as I grow.

Ever since I was a child I was passionate about life, dreaming of love, aiming for success and I was lucky enough-to have realised many of my dreams and passions; but a sudden change happened and my life took a wrong swirl and it had been a challenge ever since. Trying to make sense of my journey, my path, my story, building my strength a challenge after the other. Fighting life discouragement, with my will power, making it worthwhile a day at a time, and this goes on…

When we lose someone we love, we become estranged from life or time, it is beyond shocking, it is devastating, nothing and no one can replace a loved one, no words can heal the loss. Time has so many roles it plays in our lives, be it, intrinsic or extrinsic.

By the intrinsic, I mean feelings, memories, love, everything that makes life feel of essence and by the extrinsic, I mean, the status-quo, managing ones financial and social affairs and what have you of the so called challenges of life.

However, when it’s time to say goodbye what really matters is our soul print in this life, the intrinsic, the memories, how we touched people’s lives, how we made a relative difference in this life, and how we will be remembered.

Today I’m still sad, but I am a bit sadder, to know that time is nothing we own, time is something we owe, and when that last second comes, it is a lifetime.

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My prayers go to everyone who lost a dear one. May their souls rest in eternal peace.

Bury me in a Library…

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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 

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Bury me in the libraries so I can die richest than rich

Charades of Love…

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Watching the sun rays

Shying away

As the dark clouds take over the sky

Time telling me things can never be the same

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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…

Hope…

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It feels like time has stopped

And the hours are fading

Shadows are what tell

The story of a past and present

Gone forever

What remains is hope for the life after

The moon was Staring…

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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….

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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

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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

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A Love Long Lost…

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Dear memory,

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

N

Secrets and Denials

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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

Flirting…with words

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Isn’t it dreamy

To reminisce the flavours

Of our words, like a soft wind blowing on our skin, so sincere, so strong

Melting deeply

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?

From Soul of a Gypsy…

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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

Nadine

The Artist…

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Fascinated, mesmerised, enchanted, dreamy

I am

Your colours, your music, your poems, your words, your lyrics 


Touch my heart and carry me away


I am

Bewildered in this passion

I notice you alright in your silence, in your overpowering beauty 


You are 

The artist