* It was a hard time when I made this poem. I guess we always look for miracles when life seems threatened; so we search for our closest means of faith that embodies our family dogma. Yet we forget that we are the ones doing this to nature, so there is no need of miracles, just a need of consciousness and action…
The sky is baby blue There are twinkling lights in the night As if they were counting Seconds in our lives.
Flowers smell of love Rose’s petals so soft As delicate as is Gives us hope What a sight!
Kids play in the wild As if it were part of their homes Drip drops falling from above The rainy season arrives Giving us water To wash our souls.
There’s pollution in the air Calamities are astray As if they were counting Seconds in our lives.
Manufacturers smell of green They also drain their bane Water-like looks so soft As delicate as is Dear Lord! Cancer! What a sight!
We have stayed in our homes for a while Confined by this covid-19 Drip drops are falling through our skin “End of times” dogma arrives Scaring us, warning us To wash our souls.
A broken doll I have at my home It’s quite old Yet precious Unique and bold.
She looks fine When given a glance. Her eyes have become unique Compared to today’s Doll features at the mall.
One can tell Her faint smile has passed Through decades of soaked experiences As well as bright sunny days.
She seems rough to the touch Yet she’s soft and fragile Like any other doll.
There is only one thing That stings this poor doll A broken record inside her soul. She’s not able to express herself. Only broken words come out as her sound.
I’ve thought of replacing her device But then again That would change Her all.
You see She’s got the loveliest Of songs Unique to her all.
So I’ve decided To pull out that old rusty disc Polish it Fix some of the bumps And also replace Some of the broken strings.
It’s a big hassle But it’s well worth it. To give some love To that Which has been forgotten.
After finishing Putting everything in place I wound it up It was just that perfect place.
I could almost hear the words “Your faith was strong But you needed proof”… I felt the string Resonating with my heart It’s true I have felt like that I guess it’s my curiosity Always getting the best of me. I watched my classic doll All fixed up As I was hearing the song And then That part That brings redemption Into my soul “There is a blaze of light In every word It doesn’t matter Which you heard The holy or the broken Hallelujah”…
Just a beautiful song Coming from my quite Unique And lovely doll.
I guess It’s like advice given From my grandparents Who I’ve never known.
“To be a human You need to sacrifice your past like being reborn Loosing it all And can only be done once.” Those were Rose’s words
My naive self thought That he would never set Those deep navy blue eyes on me Ever again. Since the emblem was his.
Why? Why would he look for me? Was it just pride? To mess up the toy That left his grasp?
My foolish heart thought That all the coincidences Were fated He being my neighbor He being my boss He liking a girl With no background.
In fact I should have known When that coworker disappeared I found it odd I waited at the movies After making plans. He never showed up I tried calling Sent messages But none were answered Or returned. He never showed up again Not even at work. I was careless…
I felt disappointed After two hours of waiting He showed up I was looking at my phone When those hearty lips Showed next to me Once again That collarbone I was flabbergasted I heard with his sweet deep tone “Ms. Leia?”
It was a shock A tingling sensation Entering my eardrum And making its way Inside my throat Even beyond that. The foolish me Even thought He was my savior.
He deliberately Moved my world. Knowing Toying Expecting It was all A big chess board…
He the big player Moving the pieces Me the black pawn And my blocked memories Invisible chains That wouldn’t let me Run away…
Been in crossroads Searching for a place to belong Since long ago.
And finally found a home That sometimes is cold But that keeps me warm. It’s like destiny My feet moved towards it.
I fell a few times before finding it But suddenly It appeared in front of me Without me realizing it. And it was The most wonderful feeling When I gazed upon it.
I loved its colors Unique and dignified Sometimes displays A shadow or two With funny faces And other animals too Which is fun for the kids To play, watch and follow.
It brightens our life No matter How dark or rainy is outside. It gives me hope When hope is way too thin. It’s my pillar My castle and armor.
My home My place to collapse To recharge with love And display my comfort My soul and my love.
It has always been lighted Like a lighthouse at the shoreline Just in case if there is fog Just in case if I lose my way. No matter where it is That light will bring me home And keep me safe. This is my home My other half And lovely soul.
Waves of black feathers sea Fuzzy lights on the street Cold… Humid and desertic Nothing like past years A few cars parked in restaurants Too few for these holidays… 2020 is coming to its end Vaccines are a trend Starting today.
Will next year be ok? Who knows… Will the broken be complete again? Can’t say… Will the broken links be whole again? Depends… At very least I know for sure This year was unexpected It crawled under my skin With terror With uncertainty My faith was shaken Too many times And I’m still standing Still dreaming Still hoping I am still saying Merry Christmas And blessed New year May God console your soul And please stay strong. Tomorrow will come Tomorrow will be another day Today will be left behind To be displayed In written memoirs In history books And above all in stories To be told…