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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?

Hymn of Life…

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I decided to make peace.

While I enjoyed memories of the past,

I looked forward to the future,

Something about the present kept telling me this will pass,


Glimpses of the past and

Dreams of the future made me hold on…

Hold on I did, but they fooled me,

I was just stuck,

It was such a haze,

A complete illusion.


There needs to be more to it than just such days.

Will this ever end?

A hymn of life,

A hum of destiny,

A painting so old,

Yet some luster of gold,

Leaving a promise of a story,

Painted in the past,

Colored with our presence,

Speaking to us in its glory,

Reflecting our time tomorrow.

Will our perception change,

If we make peace?

Silent Words…

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Silent Words…

Emotions running through my mind,

Words I pronounced but not a soul would hear,

My heart tore, when with all I said,

the answer I got, was,

An indifferent stare.

I cried, I screamed, I knelt, I prayed, I surrendered,

And not a soul did hear,

The promise I made to myself,

I let me down.

My tears, as they fall down my face,

Are filled with regrets, for

I couldn’t save,

That oath I made,

To myself…

Those silent words, echo an undesirable destiny, a bitterness, of a crying soul,

Life, it let me down.

As time goes by,

I count my years,

Such days that I dread with every dawn,

And abhor with every sunset,

Have become a sign.

I am drowning in quick sand,

Those days passed by,

Before my eyes,

Forever gone, and,

All I got was a stare,

There’s no looking back.

When The Music Starts…

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When The Music Starts…

My heart sings!

My life beats with happiness…

My senses are overwhelmed with joy,

My existence, suddenly makes so much sense,

My reason to be, me.

I miss you.

So far apart, 

We have been destined

To meet once,

To fall in love,

To see ourselves in each other’s eyes…

To turn the desert into an ocean,

To swim with our emotions,

To pray and to find out,

We were together in the past.

We are years apart, and memories have faded,

Yet those sparks of love, remind us,

That we once existed, together.

Lovers, oceans apart,

And we met only once.

When the music starts-

I miss you.

Smiles and butterflies

Tomorrow is a new day

What if…?

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What if?

What if today was the beginning of spring and the end of my Gypsy soul journey?
What if tomorrow is winter and the beginning of my adventure?

wandering

image source: google       journey of wandering

What if today, I truly find peace and tomorrow,
I will be remembered for my lost days, my lonesome trips, my plea for love?

What if I land in a place where I am not left alone, where every creature knows how to love,
where family is not a word, where sadness is non existent.

Today, I long for eternity.
I want to go back, I am ready.

words live on

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What if life, will forgive me and I can be set free, to a place that knows no time, no pain, no fear, no hate, no commitment except that of love, of giving and of mastery.

Today, I am ready to go back,
and leave that memory.

words are eternal

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What if, that time, is today?

Barefoot

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Stop for a while,
Keep your shoes on,
Walk,
Look around you:

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photo sources: google
“walk”

Don’t they all look alike?
Don’t they all look like variations of colors splashed on a painting?
Some colorful, some cheerful,
Some dull, some indifferent and some faceless?
Doesn’t it feel like a theatrical, a play?
Some are good performers, some are not so good and some don’t fit in?
Sometimes you see their mouths open and close, yet you do not hear their voices, you do not feel marveled, you simply do not feel,
Or you might feel uneasy, unwell, un-amused, or shadowed by their intentions,
And Sometimes you just hear their voices without them speaking and feel their passion draw you to their characters?
What a challenge it is to see what you see, hear what you hear and feel as such; yet you cannot, except be in such a circle,

Now try to walk barefoot,
Walk on, look down, look up, and look around,
Feel the ground, the heat, the cold, and the pain in your feet:

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“Walk Barefoot, leave a foot print behind”

Don’t you feel exposed?
It feels good; it is the chance to know the truth, about yourself and about your surrounding,
Those who are unafraid to walk “barefoot” truly make the colors stand out of the painting, show the charisma of the performers, express the story, beam their light,
Make you shine,

The pictures, the play, the theatrical, the paintings, the characters,
Will feel real if they are genuine, and you will not feel exposed,
They will feel unreal, and …you will feel exposed
When you feel grounded, you are more attuned, and you will be able to know, to learn, to feel, to enjoy your “barefoot” pace, and walk longer no matter the ground,

People, who walked barefoot in history, are beacons of light today,
They knew the truth, shared it and taught it to those, who were not afraid to walk barefoot too,

Let us celebrate freedom and get exposed,
Fearlessly as we surround ourselves with the light,
Let us walk barefoot and enjoy every challenge,
The only ones really exposed, are those who do not have the courage to walk barefoot,
And those who do, walk on inexhaustibly and leave a footprint behind.

 

Sound of Silence

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Sitting by the beach,
Captivated by the twinkling water,
I close my eyes and all I see;
Is a beauty so divine, hidden beyond,
The sound of silence.

moonlight by the beach

moonlight by the beach

Waves rise and fall,
The moon shines above me,
Leaving my shadow behind,
Tides wash through my feet,
Such a bliss to be touched by mother nature,
To hear her song, feel her tenderness, her eternity,
In the sound of silence.

meditating under the moonlight

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As I melt in this beauty,
I dwell in my inner self and I see a reflection of her,
I hear her call,
I watch her dance,
I feel her touch,
I sense her warmth, such an expression of love,
I grasp her forgiveness,
In the sound of silence.

She caresses my heart, she moves my soul, she welcomes me,
Such a pure flow of generosity,
She whispers;
And I breath in, my dream,
She whispers;
And I Know.

In this night, the sky has shined its light,
And my mother, has washed away my sorrow,
And I regained my trust, my hopefulness, my star,
I want to stay in her shelter forever,
I want to hear her comforting rhythm, listen to her music,
I want to linger in this serenity, I want to stay and hear that sound of purity,

Awakening

Awakening

But I have to go back,,
I promised her to go back, I promised her to stay in touch,
I promised her, I will keep listening to and hearing;
Our sound of silence.

Surrender

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Truth be told,
I was being caught,
Held up in two worlds,
Tried to fight, but then I realized,

I will only win if I surrender.

light in darkness

light in darkness

I gave it all I could,
I tried all I can,
I prayed to all, but I was still standing in that point,
That point of no return.

Years passed by until I found that a warrior is a winner no matter how,
It was lack of faith, abandonment and hate that caused this feeling of defeat.

A teacher told me the other day,
Surrender is the key to winning back your life and continuing your unexplored journey,
Just look out for the signs.

surrender to miracles

surrender to miracles

Surrender and let it be,
Surrender and you will see,
Surrender to life,
And give faith a chance,
Believe yourself a winner in such circumstance
And so it shall be.

when the time is on

Yogi Bhajan “when the time is on”

Surrender like a hero, show up, stand up,
Trust in that miracle,
Surrender to your dream,
Make room for it to manifest,
Surrender, fight with life, not against it
Trust and you shall see,
The light within you will shine past the fields, across the sea,
Glistening like crystals, outshining any dark stuck from that past.

Surrender, surrender, surrender,
And win the fight,
Life is fair and you shall see it all,
Unfolding like a miracle which you once thought is hard to behold.

Trust, surrender, love and ignite,
You are the winner after all!

you are a winner after all

you are a winner after all

Beauty and Beyond—Painting with Words—A Dedication

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Beauty and Beyond—Painting with Words—A Dedication

I usually close my eyes and words start flowing through my fingers like magic. This time around, the topic is very precious that my words are being weighed in divinity before I type. This topic is fragile and close to my heart, so writing this requires a lot of consideration as it concerns, the most precious, beautiful, gifted, considerate, delicate, yet powerful beings I have encountered in my journey so far. “They are real women who touched my life .” And so, let us listen to what I have to say and what will come out from my Gypsy Soul.

A dignified image, a portrait of colors,
Scents of courage that feed the senses,
A gentle warrior, armed with words of wisdom,
You are the representation of beauty, a woman who stands by her own word,
A magnificent light, an embodiment of zen, a force of nature,

Portrait of a real woman

Portrait of a real woman

Your eyes tell a thousand stories,
You are the representation of love.
A woman of substance and glory,
You are the manifestation of authenticity,
A woman with eternal hopes and genuine mutual desires, equality reigns your universe,
You are the source of mystery, spreading delightful energy,
A woman who engraves history, today,

Michelangelo-"i am still learning"

“Ancora Imparo” Michel Angelo, age 87

You are the role model, an intelligent being inside out,
A woman, an idol, a peaceful warrior, an entrepreneur, an artist, a painter, a writer, an author, a mentor, a speaker, a worker, an athlete, a champion, a fighter, a photographer, a chef, a designer, a mother, a confidant, an aunt, a sister, a friend, a grandmother, a colleague, a fellow blogger, a neighbor, a relative, an acquaintance,
You are any of this and more,
I salute you;
A genuine woman with a mission,
No matter where you are in life,
You are beauty and beyond.