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In The Arms Of The Ocean..
In the arms of the ocean
I want to be…
Denied love and passion
My heart stopped beating
Ever since promises he never made real
We were young, and all I saw in his eyes were dreams and visions of love stories of togetherness
Time proved to me it was all an illusion
And as I looked closer
I realised how indifferent he became
And so,
Every year I died a bit more,
And how much more can one die?
Imprisoned in a life without love or passion
In a denial
Is a simple insult to life, to dreams, shattered as days passed by
In the arms of the ocean
I want to be
Embraced forever
Promised a horizon of eternity
Never let down by its ebb and flo
Not even, when the moon is full and her waves shaketh our living souls
Her light will be my hope
In the arms of the ocean, I will, I will be alive, in love, and forever happy in his arms

Full Stop…
Ever since I can remember, I had a special connection with words. As a child I mastered the art of holding a pen, it was my wand, I felt empowered, happy, free, liberated, every time I wrote. I wrote poems, reflections, visions, stories, I even wrote glimpses of my future. Yes I did. At that time, I had never heard of a dream board.
Although one might argue a future is but a destiny. For me, the future was my destination. I loved mythology, fairy tales, and adventure… so I wrote my future with hope, and lots of expected adventure and learnings, but as a writer, I forgot or maybe I intended to keep an open ending.
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A Beautiful Woman…
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.
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
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
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
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?
The Artist…
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 💋