Pourquoi semble-t-il tellement plus facile de confesser des choses dans une autre langue ? c’est comme si des mots inconnus permettaient d’être vulnérable. Il convient de noter à quel point il est important de savoir si, dans une langue étrangère ou familière, la douleur est toujours présente.
Si Je Pouvais Revenir en Arrière Il y a Treize Ans
…Then everything would’ve been different.
Paths would’ve been averted.
Hearts would’ve been intact.
Souls would’ve been saved.
But they don’t know.
Mean nothing without action.
Too comfortable in your own bubble to realize the truth.
Money and conveniences is your God.
Nothing less and nothing more.
Blinded By Heartbreak
The pain is so consuming I can hardly speak.
I can barely write the words down on paper.
I can barely type the individual keys on my laptop.
I don’t have anymore to give.
No one understands.
No one will ever know.
Dear Future Love,
I’m so glad that it took all this time to meet. People would say that our joining was unnecessarily prolonged; I however would disagree. This time a part grew me into the woman I am today. My love for you transcends time and space because I was given the time and space to reflect on the importance of self. I’ve grown in more ways that one, and I know you have as well. My heart is unequivocally yours for the taking. But, I’ve learned that should you squander this gift, I would soldier on. Simply because it is life.
I will keep your heart safe. I will love you unconditionally, and I pray you do the same. We will travel, talk about family, start on our own. We will ignore the naysayers, and revel in the fact that we trusted each other from the beginning. I write this with a smile knowing that I am close to you, and you are close to me. I wonder how the universe is constructing our first meeting, and whether or not we will have a stereotypical romantic scene straight from a movie, or I’ll hate your guts.
It will be glorious.
Faults, flaws and all I like the evolution I’ve been through.
No longer processing,
Fully in my convalescence.
The way the music pounds,
Vibrates within my body,
Caresses me as a lover would.
…I feel the rain coming.
…Came to collect.
Time was given.
Money was allotted.
Frivolity was limitless.
The moon was covered by the clouds.
The winds picked up from the east.
And rising from the ground, Death, suddenly appeared.
You were fascinated and terrified in equal measure.
But what more could you do?
This day had already been predicted to you.
I made my novella, “Undeniably Yours,” available on Amazon for free this week only. I wrote it a while back. It’s only if you have Kindle Unlimited. I read so much, and I just adore Kindle Unlimited because I get to read whatever for only ten bucks a month. For readers it’s like a dream LOL. It’s also why I made mine available for it, because if I saw it was featured on KU I’d be thrilled.
Side note: KU said that I read a total of forty books in 2022. YAY! I’m going to shoot for one-hundred books read in 2023. What are your goals? Other than dropping like fifty pounds, reading, and traveling, I don’t have anything extravagant. (Or do I?)
That just took a turn.
Anyway, if you want to read it, please click here.
P.S. Poems will be back this week.
Benediction for a Mended Heart
I’ve had some ups and downs,
and I was afraid to fall.
But you answered the call.
So consumed with my innermost thoughts,
Struggling to connect the dots…
But thank you.
Because there’s a lot I’d be facing if you didn’t come through.