I know. Somehow I do. I don't know what and I don't know when, but I know. Is this a blessing or is this a curse? I don't know for sure. I just know that I know. And I don't want to know.
Have you ever have that strange feeling that anything that you think, or perceive becomes reality? A Deja vue feeling that does not go away?....
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, January 4, 2019
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Breaking Water
Motherhood is like that winter storm When everything comes to a halt And no one knows what to expect And things are done, when they are don...
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Listen, just listen to the hours They are trying to tell you something...
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Listen to the silence That speaks about the goodbye That we never said... Listen to the footsteps That sneak into our souls And scare t...
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To the music...the sensous rythm...the words wrotten by an excentric poet...it brings so many memories...of family reunions...special times ...
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