Love can be in words
But words fly away
Love is in the sky
And the clouds
In the feeling that stay with us
When life got tricky
Love is in the glowing sun
The morning fresh air
In the knowledge that we belong
To bigger than ourselves
Love is in the dance of the leaves
The song of the birds
In the secret of our hearts
Brought from darkness to light
I had many wishes for many years
Dreams penned on coloured papers
Promises held in hands
Full of hope
Images of what life could be if…
2021 and one only
Peace at home after all
No more pain and tears
The energy to manage hardships
Yes peace in the place where
We ought to be
Without a painted smile
Free for once
2021 and one wish
Understanding you at last
So we don’t miss a chance
So we don’t spend our life fighting
Speaking words crushing our hearts in pieces
One wish for you and me
If there is any way, it can come true
So may it be…
As for you my readers, I wish you a bright and peaceful, rich and blessed year 2021! Stay safe and keep spreading love through your words.
When people ask about love, what it means to me and how I deal with it, to be true I have many questions in mind and most of the time no answers to them.
When people ask about what I want, I don’t know really. I want everything and nothing. Cause I can have everything if I wish to but does this everything will really make me happy?
When people ask about money, when they talk about value, I got lost. What value has to do with money?
When people have questions, I have more questions coming to mind. This is what makes me grow in a way. But I understood recently that I’ll never have all the answers, so sometimes it’s best to just let go and see what life’s got for me.
Are you good at answering questions? Do you know exactly what you want? If not, how are you dealing with this?
We may think we are free. Till we realize we are enchained. By limited thoughts and the choices made.
We are the ones who can change the deal. Every single moment. But are we ready for it? Ready to face the unknown and maybe the disillusion in the eyes of the ones we love?
Is there love when we are trying to make everything fit in a life that can’t hold it? When we are hiding ourselves behind the veil of doubt?
What are we ready to lose? What are we ready to give in?
Where is the truth between the thin line of two lives we are knitting together so we don’t have to choose, only to hope it would last ?
Is love enough to hold us tight?
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.
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.
This is a strange time. I was not prepared to it. To be true at first I was afraid at the thought of staying home alone with my son. You may know, cause you are reading me for some time now, that motherhood is not that intuitive to me. It’s a challenging experience, a process, a road I took seven years ago not knowing at all what it was about.
This is a strange time, full of emotions going everywhere, taking all the place. There is joy and fear, love and doubts, wonderful suprises, chaotic moments, cries, laughs, so many ups, so many downs too.
It’s not really about being at home, nor about being separated from others, it’s really about finding our peace, our truth inside, it’s about listening to our inner voice, knowing what make sense, to us, it’s about learning who we are, expressing our needs. It’s an introspection, a time out of time, time to grow – we grow when we struggle! It’s part of the deal too!
And you, how are you living it? Is it tough? Or quite easy? How would you define it?
If we could
Instill love
Where there is fear
The world would be
Like the paradise promised
The lovers breath an air
Free of smoke
Despite the fire burning
Thoughts and bodies
Consumed by the intensity
Of the embrace
Holding them close
To emptiness
This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.
