It was there before
And would live forever
A secret like this
Love know by few
And yet forbidden
Memories are fading
As they’re getting old
But love remains
As the only thing dear to hold on
Soon…
A story lost between
Pages of time
This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.
Morning walking by
Your naked body against mine
Deep breath of life
Loosing track of time
Nothing else but silence
To bless this precious bond
Your birth
And mine
This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.
The other day, I was out in Paris, enjoying a sunny day. I was on my way to get some books at the library. And as I was in a nice area and there was a nice “salon de thé” on the way, I was ready to take myself for a little treat!
I got in and the waitress told me to scan the QR code to get the menu. Without even saying hello. Rude!
I know it’s only got to do with an app on your mobile phone, but I don’t like it. Even if I can understand that during such a special time, it’s something useful. Maybe they could just add a menu at the entrance of the shop. Or find a way that can suit everybody. Is is too much to ask? We’re all humans after all. Nowadays I feel like we are devices living a human life. It’s shocking!
I mean some people don’t have a smartphone. And maybe some people got one but don’t have a clue what a QR code is. In this word of “new technologies” we think that everybody has the same chances. But no.
One of my friend, who is teaching in secondary school told me that during the lockdown, half the kids didn’t have access to Internet. Or even have a computer.
On a different but related matter, not later than this summer, my grand-mother had to order a new ID card. The process is a mess. The French Administration requires an email address or a mobile phone number for people to get in touch with her. She’s 97 years old! Wake up guys! She doesn’t have a clue what you’re talking about. She’s from another planet, a different time. And this is not a single exemple. Unfortunately.
So, I left the shop, as a way to say that I didn’t agree with this new way of dealing with people!
We know deep inside
That the world can burn itself
So many men full of pride
Trying to mess up with life and death
We may stand alone in this place
Where hearts are hard
And shortened is our breath
But if we can hold our hands in the midst of chaoas
And if our eyes can meet in the turmoil of pain
We will have found the key
That unlock the doors of eternity
This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.
Don’t look behind
For it doesn’t hold
What you are looking for
Images fade away
Memories become dust
If you don’t nourish them
Look forward
Walk towards your dreams
If you wish to take something with you
May it be the best only!
Just a word
I could feel the call
One guitar chord
Can take me
In a place of memories
Home is where
Your music lead me
Without anything else
But your own sense
Of freedom
This is my poetry as part of Mona’s Writing Prompt idea.
There is something inside
That we hide
Something we don’t want others to see
We don’t want to know
It could burn our eyes
It could destroy the image we have
There is a part of darkness
A stream of shadows
Hanging around
There is unfolded nightmares
Anger and violence
Jealousy and pain
Until we are ready to face
Our dark side
With an open heart
We’ll never know the truth of who we are
Nothing ever prepared us to live a life that was not meant for us. We spent years trying to figure out what the world wants, how to be accepted, recognized, how to fit in. And one day we discover that all of this, is complete builshit.
Our truth lies in childhood fun and dreams. It’s where it started and where it will end, only if we give ourselves the chance to let go of all limits we put on our path, of all “I should” we built, of all “not enough” we thought.
It’s not a matter of chance. It comes with understanding that the life we have has nothing to do with the life we want. It’s our choice to follow our heart or to keep going the way we do. It’s not right or wrong. It’s what appeal to us at a moment in time.
And we all know that one moment can change a whole life!
Because you were told
That others count, before you
That others were, more important than you
You lost touch with the world within
The time will come to recover your strenght
And to be Magnificient again!
You may think you are not one of them.
Limits are your own, only. Some words you might have heard as a kid. Some thoughts you might have kept for years.
Till one day…
You decide to try, to give it a go.
Till one day…
You choose to change your view on the subject.
Till you take your power back. And then an unknown world reveal itself and you can fully embrace the truth of who you are.
Don’t let others words or thoughts, don’t let your memories hold you back.
Jump in it, now! And you’ll experience the magic!
