There’s something mysterious about the way certain people root themselves within you, isn’t there? Like a seed carried by the wind, they find a crack in the walls you thought were impenetrable, and before you realize it, they’re blossoming in the deepest chambers of your heart. Their presence doesn’t ask for permission—it just is. And then, “stay”—that once-distant word, foreign and strange, begins to shape itself into something intimate, something that hums against your ribs like a familiar song. It transforms into the softest melody, one you never knew you could carry. So, if you choose to stay, don’t hesitate. … Continue reading Stay

In the vast expanse of time and space, I wander, drawn to the sacred essence of existence. Around the primordial tower, the center of all creation, I circle endlessly. My journey, spanning thousands of years, is a dance of discovery and mystery. Am I the swift falcon, soaring with purpose and precision, guided by an instinct that transcends understanding? Or am I the storm, a force of nature, unpredictable and powerful, shaping the world in my wake? Perhaps, I am the great song, a harmonious blend of notes and rhythms, resonating with the divine, weaving a tapestry of meaning and … Continue reading Circle

Our relationship was a barren desert, a cracked expanse of lifeless soil where no seed dared to take root. I toiled like an alchemist of old, pouring my soul into the attempt to turn dust into gold. I brought my most potent elixirs—my deep wells of understanding, my devotion as unyielding as the sun. I drenched that stubborn seed with the waters of my unconditional love, the fiery rains of ardent kisses, and the intoxicating wisdom of ancient passions spun into the verses of the Kama Sutra. Yet, nothing stirred. I stood beneath a sky heavy with the weight of … Continue reading Arid

A truth was whispered into the universe. They say, “opposites attract,” but I believe it’s people like us who fall in love with people like us. We fall in love with ourselves, with the depth and the yearning that resides within. It takes more than just anyone to be with one of us. We see the world with a different lens, longing for the essence of others, inhaling the words they exhale. We see more in people because of what we know about ourselves. We fall in love with those who possess beautiful words, profound thoughts, and the ability to … Continue reading January 06, 2013,

I lost myself between the heavy lines of traffic and the song playing on the radio. The rain triggered me to pull away from myself and everything else around. In the middle of the stoplight and the go signal, where I am challenged to go deeper into something else. In the meadows of what ifs and what is. In the clear blue skies where the sunlight burns the ends of my soul. At the gate of holiness where faith and truth lie clear. At the books where I am taught to imagine and that everything, I can think of is … Continue reading I lost myself …

In the stillness of twilight, as the last tendrils of day surrendered to the night, I fell to my knees. Before me, the sky stretched vast and honest, a mirror of my soul’s naked yearnings. Truth, in its luminous splendor, bore a crown of light so piercing it tore at my skin, leaving my very essence exposed. Yet, in its fierce embrace, it commanded me to rise. Slowly, ever so slowly, I heeded its call. As I stood, the cool breath of dusk filled my lungs, grounding me in the moment. Above, the clouds seemed to cradle the sky, their … Continue reading Between Dusk and Dawn

This is not a finish, but a symphony of beginnings, a full-bodied, big-boned overture to a story yet untold. This is an invitation to kiss me, not to possess, but to affirm my own existence. Hold me up to the noonday sun, where its golden light ignites my skin, turning it the red of my inner fire. Follow me down to the black roads, where I etch my name onto the pavement, larger than life, a declaration of my presence. Read me out, letter by heavy letter, unraveling the intricacies of my being. Hold me under your tongue, let me … Continue reading A symphony of beginnings

If you want to talk to me, do not delay, for tomorrow I will be a different soul, a different ray. I will dismantle my house, my body, my being, to make room for something new, something freeing. I’ll be in the corners, selling my poems to the wind, even if no one buys, my words will be pinned. If you want to help, it has to be now, for I will soon walk through the rain alone, with a heart that’s unknown. I’ll sing and shout as I light candles bright, bleeding through the arrow, the cupid’s own flight. … Continue reading If you want to talk to me …

Come on! Let’s live in a verse by Garcia Lorca, where the rhythm of a guitar sets the pace, and the air is filled with a sweet song’s embrace. Hand in hand, let’s walk together, through the Boulevard of old dreams, where memories linger and time gleams. Let’s recycle stagnant emotions, and laugh with sincerity, bringing accomplices to celebrate our bravery. We’ll toast to our triumphs, and make ecstasy our creed, feeling the same wonder for life as we do for the stars that lead. I invite you to believe, to say yes without delay, for at this moment, we … Continue reading Come on!