A beautiful woman
Words that just relay
A quality
A truth
A woman,
is that, every meaning of the word….
A beautiful woman…
As simple as that.
Aug23
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Nov6
Bury me in a Library…
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
Oh
Bury me in the libraries so I can die richest than rich
Jun23
A Love Long Lost…
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
May20
Secrets and Denials
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
Dec29
Flirting…with words
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?
Oct15
The Artist…
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
Oct13
Deafened by Silence…
When your body is not your body
When your heart is just an instrument
When your life is a reminder of regret
When your dreams are disabled visions
When that book of life you wrote when you were just a child became worthless
When you thought it was all magic
And then as a grown up you realise
You are just a passer by and all those treasures you thought belonged to you
They never did
You were alone when the characters of your book emerged, they made you believe and count on them
But then the truth disclosed otherwise
And the cliche you were so afraid to live insisted to accompany you
That simply imprisoned you
For you tried to talk and you tried to change things but you became deafened by the silence and so when the curtain closed and the last chapter tore all you hoped for is to have a better end to conclude the heartache that burdened your living days…
I dream in gold and I bathe in sunshine I see glitter and sparkles everytime you make me smile …I guess I was caught in my dreamy thoughts for too long, I really long to write that book again 💋
Aug22
Echoes of the Heart…
They say the heart is where it all begins.
A breath, a beat, a rhythm,
I am talking about passion,
It’s the one magical driver that defies all logic and makes anything happen.
As I face a dilemma of making a decision, and usually I am quick at deciding. However this time, I’m dwelling and delving into an inner debate, while it just takes me one simple thing to start, and that is…focus, that inner voice or ego keeps disturbing my peace, and reminding me of failure, making me hesitant to reach out to my heart and follow my passion once again.
With a heart beat that will be so loud, I will seize to hear the background, I promise myself, so I decided…
I will set my foot to the ground and order this disturbing noise to hush,
I will start making magic again…
It will be a realisation of a vision I had when I was so young and kept telling people about it,
My friend’s recent note that says: “work on your project” just keeps popping up on my screen, is yet another sign that very clearly is in synch with the results of my endeavours and a conclusion to a vicious circle of rejections.
When the work begins there will be no looking back, the passion and drive will be like there is no tomorrow. I owe this much and more to myself and my loved ones.
Here’s to this not being just another project of mine but this time it will be an echo of my heart, a shoutout to my success and a seal of approval from the universe.
Let the work begin!
Aug13
Sudden Silence…
As I recover from the trauma of my surgery…and as the medicine and anaesthetic starts to subside…I can’t stop thinking of the beautiful lady, the succesful young mother, the beautiful wife, who was next to me…as I hear silence that suddenly refused to lend her peace..an unwanted silence that decided to simply ruin her dream…
A mother of 2 who was full of life, ready to venture with her family into the land of dreams and make a wonderful home far far away…with her suitcases packed, a chapter already closed and a new one ready to begin…life or destiny or an unfortunate event…decided to invade her life and steal it all away, in a second.
I honestly can’t find the word, the meaning, the term, the explanation, it is just a feeling that makes me sick to the gut, as I ask myself why,why,why..???
I lay on my bed, I forget my pain, I forgive, I surrender, knowing that with time I will recover..
Yet, I can’t close my eyes without thinking of the beautiful lady who suffered a stroke, laying there next to me unable to move, unable to talk…my heart is torn and I try to find the words to pray, to find the faith to believe in miracles, they say these do happen and deep inside I want them to.
Beautiful lady, my heart tore to pieces when I saw what you were going through, my tears didn’t stop falling when I heard you cry in pain and saw your family united in prayer and in love for you to heal and recover. You made me forget my pain, you reminded me to overcome my struggle, you gave me courage and reminded me of a powerful feeling that I used to live by…called determination.
They say angels come in many forms at different times and I believe I was not alone in that room and you were not either.
You will make it against all odds, you will defeat the silence and your light will overcome the darkness that has intrusively decided to invade your life…
This is not a poem, this is not a story, this is not a statement or an article or a post…this is a call to the universe..
I cannot forget those 3 days of my life and I will never forget you, I will never forget the beautiful face who was determined to embrace a dream, and got shattered by evil sickness as a result…I will pray for you everyday and will believe a miracle will prevail and this odd chapter in your life will be torn away leaving a new page of endless happy healthy ever afters.
Apr14
The Caged Butterfly…
I was once the queen of the sky
My crown would shine every time I flew up so high
I was once a free butterfly
I was once part of the colourful gardens
I never imagined I could ever die
My bed was a rose and my perfume the nectar
My light was that ever shining star
I was once part of a magical universe
In its beauty I would immerse
Until one day, I got captured
My tiny heart got raptured
I was promised love
I was told I will fly freely like a dove
I was promised life
I was promised dreams
Today I am a caged butterfly
Hopelessly trying to flap my wings again
Tears drop every morning as I know the roses are enjoying the dew of dawn
And I am dying with every drop as it evaporates the land
Yesterday I was a free butterfly
Flapping my wings like there was no tomorrow
Aching with today’s sorrow
Alas, the cage is becoming tighter as my days pass by
I can barely breath or sigh
And I grow out of that promised love
That took my hope of life
Never tried to reconcile
Helplessly Watching me die
And I wonder, will tomorrow be the last day I bid farewell
Leaving me with only one desire
To forgive my sweet heart that failed me
As I die in peace and enjoy returning to that place I belong
So long, so long to you my caged butterfly.
