In complete chaos, when the ground trembled beneath me, I found myself falling, landing unceremoniously on the floor. Yet, there was a strange comfort in that moment of vulnerability, sitting there, unsure of how to rise again. It was a metaphor for love, for life itself. I’m captivated by the simplicity of what’s easy to love, but my heart yearns for the challenge of loving deeply, recklessly. It’s a paradox, the easiest and hardest thing in the world, this act of loving. I embrace it, knowing that with love comes the inevitable pain, the bleeding of the heart that always … Continue reading Chaos of love

In the land where mangos grow, let’s escape and find our own paradise. Underneath the celestial canopy, we’ll revel in each other’s intoxicating essence, promising to embrace like youthful paramours from four decades past. I’ll commit to memory every freckle and every pore on your cocoa-hued skin, while you hold me as if I were a feather in the breeze. Share with me your secrets and tales, evoking laughter, smiles, and tears, as we pledge an eternity together. Let’s never lose sight of why we fled, and let’s always remember to reminisce. Greet each new day like the unfurling morning … Continue reading Let us run away …

Words are the echoes of love, lingering in the chambers of my heart. I write to preserve the essence of love that once danced within me, to keep its flame burning in the recesses of my soul. For poetry is the language of affection, a tender embrace captured in the verses of a lover. And if the poet is the interpreter of silence, then who am I? I am a woman who breathes life into each line, even if they never lead back to me. I reveal myself through the tapestry of my words, even if I remain hidden within … Continue reading Words of love