We were heading from somewhere to anywhere. While passing along the roadside, I saw many unique plants. It was a nursery owned by an aged man, shelte...Read more
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Freelance writer turning emotions into words through heartfelt poetry inspired by travel, art, love, people, and women's empowerment.
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One year we hold in this room Too many photos kept in one album We were often on our joyful moments Giving each other compliments or I Guess comments ...Read more
A dried well sits along a sugarcane mill, on a stretch of land encompassing three dialects. You see kids rolling tires and tubes, medieval games in ...Read more
Arctic blue diamonds, divine and grand Gleaming with the love he held, Wrapped in silver and lined with gold, It was a promise he made to her.
Everything is a lie, a curtain pulled across the stage, paint peeling, actors mouthing lines they don’t believe. I don’t like you your voice ...Read more
one of these things is not like the others and i am afraid that it's me doing my work with borrowed hands wondering if my name is on the wrong list un...Read more
It's my stop now, and I open my eyes. The rain is falling, drop by drop. I step off the bus onto the wet road. The falling raindrops give me a heavenl...Read more
I wanted her to know that I stop forming memories when she is beside me. Everything absolute becomes theory. All truth in the world dances to her gi...Read more
I thought I knew every door. I had memorized every hallway of my own house. Yet it is too vast, too full of hidden rooms a labyrinth with endless path...Read more
TAPPING FINGERS Tapping fingers on the table to make the mind stable for a while. But there's no rhyme, and I don't know why, but I love to hear it ...Read more
I am trapped in a pit of gargantuan sand. Even Castle Rock gave me a foyer for my folly to play the obsidian chips Now there is only me and this motio...Read more
She geurdons her cosmos with intrepid valour For hers is the spurring tenacity which metamorphosed her into the seraphic sailor.
Because my life is always on display, Blooming beneath every flash of the camera. But you'll never know. Being born with such an enormous gift. Bewi...Read more
Me desperté a las tres sin razón, con ganas de romperme el corazón, de cortar el ruido que vive en mí, de hacer que el vacío se aleje de aquí. Para no...Read more
At the end of every winding road, when the suitcases of our lives grow light and the sun begins to set upon our days, we do not carry our riches, ou...Read more
I had a dream last night that you were still here. I heard your laughter it was full of joy and cheer. Your smile was shining brighter than the sun. W...Read more
***How did the last year and a half go? I’ll paint you an image clear as archipelagos. It was a disappointment; it was a wounded man without balm or o...Read more
You pride yourself— a halo crowning your head in a perfumed portrait envied enough to start a stampede at auction. But what remains of you? A Rolex se...Read more