Allow sadness to visit. Let it enter your heart and mind, its presence a temporary guest in your soul. Embrace its somber whispers and let it teach you the lessons only it can impart. Feel its weight, acknowledge its shadows, and honor the emotions it stirs within you. But never allow sadness to stay. It is a transient teacher, meant to pass through your life, not to linger indefinitely. Once you have absorbed everything it had to say, and once it has imparted the wisdom you needed to learn, gently show it the door. Then, leave the door open for … Continue reading Hello Sadness

Aprendi sem dicionário que Saudade não tem tradução. ❤️ É uma palavra que se sente, um sentimento que transcende qualquer definição. Saudade é a presença da ausência, o eco de vozes que já se foram, o perfume de momentos guardados no coração. É a melodia silenciosa de um amor distante, a memória vívida de um sorriso, a dor doce de uma despedida. Saudade é uma poesia sem rima, uma canção sem som, uma lembrança que teima em ficar. É a beleza melancólica de saber que, mesmo longe, o que amamos vive em nós. É o fio invisível que nos conecta … Continue reading Saudade

In an attempt to fit a thousand lives into my own, I’ve disappeared from home. I’m neglecting my ‘here’ to escape into what I know lies beyond this, all of this. I disappear from others to reappear for myself. I can only hope that the people I love will stay with me, by me, beside me. When I think about time, my chest constricts. I love so many people in so many parts of the world, and it feels strange distributing myself like that. What they never tell you when you’re growing up is that you can never start with … Continue reading Thousand Lives

I am not a poet; I am a pretender, a woman having an affair with words. Each phrase is a clandestine lover, whispering secrets against the sound of my heartbeat. I weave these words together, a tapestry spun from my soul’s depths, blending emotion and thought into a delicate dance of language. As I write, I feel my emotions grow wings, fluttering from the page into the ether, each syllable a breath of life. This affair with words is more than mere pretense; it is a consuming passion that transcends the boundaries of reality. With every line, I lay bare … Continue reading Pretender

Can I lay down in the pages of your poetry book and you cover me with your words? Let your verses be the blanket that shields me from the world’s harshness, wrapping me in the warmth of your metaphors and the comfort of your prose. King, would you grant me the freedom to roam the beauty of your mind, to wander through the landscapes of your imagination? I yearn to learn how to write like you, to capture the essence of life in the delicate dance of words. Can I be your metaphors, the vivid imagery that paints your soul’s … Continue reading Poet

This morning I woke up to the scent of fresh rain on the earth. It was a fragrance that carried promises of renewal, seeping through my open windows to the autumn that awaited me outside. I’ve taken up running without music, allowing myself to be present in the rhythm of my own breath and the symphony of birdsong that encircles me. Each footfall connects me to the living world, grounding me in its vibrancy. My heart, once heavy, feels lighter these days. My arms and legs ache with the sweet soreness of exertion when I wake, a reminder of the … Continue reading Hartsdale, November 03, 2016.

I write this letter to warn you that I am losing my usual reasons. Lucidity is but a flickering flame in the vast expanse of my mind, almost dormant. I am losing certainties as a body loses its footing in deep waters. The doctor told me that I am suffering from inaccuracy and meekness due to incomplete love. The half that fills me tips me over into the severe symptoms of passion. Through inner delays, we understand our degrees of fever and enchantment. I have been blinking my eyes more slowly, breathing with greater attention, so as not to miss … Continue reading Love,

Does she scare you a little? Good. Her love should instill a sense of awe, a reverent fear, so that when she lets you into her heart, you will hold it with the utmost care. She is a reminder of the potent power beauty holds, a storm within her veins, and still she wants you amidst the tempest. Do not take this soul for granted. She is fierce and untamed, capable of taking you to uncharted territories, beyond the horizons of your imagination. Yet, within her wild heart, she carries a tenderness, like the gentle rain that follows a thunderous … Continue reading She

You are walking goddesses. Each step you take is a dance with divinity, a testament to the sacredness within you. Adorn yourselves not just with jewels and garments, but with the essence of your soul, the light that radiates from your being. Take the time necessary to love your body, to cherish every curve, every line, every scar. Your body is a temple, a vessel of life’s wonders. Embrace it with tenderness and care, knowing that in doing so, you honor the goddess within. Feed the beauty that lives in you through the portal of ritual. Let your daily practices … Continue reading Goddess

Who would not want to hear a poem before sleeping at night, or have their eyelashes compared to the golden rays of sun coming through a morning window? The gentle cadence of verses lulling you into dreams, each word a tender caress, a whisper of love and wonder. Who would not want to be a child again in the arms of the one you love, curled up under the sheets, listening to bedtime stories? Stories that weave your lives together, where he is a lonely farmer and you are a fallen star, destined to meet and light up each other’s … Continue reading Words of a Poet