My Childhood

In the cradle of scarcity, where luxury was but a distant dream, I first opened my eyes. The world around me was a tapestry of humble beginnings, woven with the threads of hardship and the unyielding spirit of survival. Yet, in this place where affluence was scarce, I found an abundance of something far more precious—dignity. I grew up in the alleys of want, where every day was a testament to endurance. The walls of my home, though frail and weathered, stood firm like the resolve in my heart. I was taught early that the measure of a person is … Continue reading My Childhood

These are the words of the poet, his lovers: all pregnant with dreams

In the hushed embrace of moonlit nights, the poet’s words linger like whispers of a secret shared only between kindred spirits. Each syllable, each verse, carries the weight of a thousand unspoken emotions, woven delicately into a tapestry of dreams. His lovers, not of flesh and bone, but of ink and parchment, dance in the ethereal realm of his creation. They are the embodiment of his deepest desires, his fears, his hopes — all pregnant with dreams waiting to be birthed into the world. With pen in hand, he breathes life into their existence, shaping their essence with the stroke … Continue reading These are the words of the poet, his lovers: all pregnant with dreams

Open wide horizons

In the quiet moments of contemplation, I often find myself pondering the curious paradox of human nature — the strange hypocrisy that leads us to yearn for the confines of walls, when our true essence is meant to roam freely in every corner of the world. What unseen force drives us to seek shelter in the familiar, to build barriers around our hearts and minds, when the vast expanse of the universe beckons us to explore, to expand, to grow? Perhaps it is fear that binds us to these self-imposed limitations, fear of the unknown, fear of the boundless possibilities … Continue reading Open wide horizons

The invitation

Love beckons us to surrender everything, to shed our shields and defenses, and to enter a realm where loss becomes gain. What kind of invitation is this? Who would willingly embrace such uncertainty, relinquishing their beliefs, accomplishments, and the very essence of self that they have meticulously crafted? To release our ideas, our spiritual superstitions, and our guarded constructs is a daunting prospect. It means dismantling the walls we’ve built around our hearts, abandoning our fantasies of completion, and shedding the illusions of permanence and solidity. It’s a terrifying plunge into the unknown depths of the beloved’s embrace. Only a … Continue reading The invitation

Courage  

Fear was like always dreaming of abysses, a constant presence lurking in the shadows of her mind. But in her dreams, she found a strange kind of bravery, a courage that only emerged when she closed her eyes. On the edge of herself, she saw a fearless young woman, falling into the uncertainties that plagued her waking hours. In the stillness of the night, she hurled herself into the abysses that called out to her, grappling with the truths that seemed just out of reach. But when morning came, she was forced to confront the harsh realities of daily life, … Continue reading Courage