We are two screens away from each other,
I am already melting at the thought of having you this close,
My spirit is high, transmuted in the momentum of us making one,
My spirit eagerly waiting to have a call from you...

When your only Choice is to get up,
        When your only choice is to dry your eyes,
         When your only choice is to be strong,
         When your only choice is to swallow your pride
               and contain your words,
         When your only choice is standing straight,
      And When you Do all of that, that you have
          swallowed all your complaints and your grudge,
       You NOW Know That its UP to only you,
           To Design your Future and
                  Create the Life you want!

Here we are again, creating new memories
Memories that tomorrow we'll cherish,
Memories onto which we might shed tears someday,
Again and again
On and on
As if nothing can do us apart.
Neither our madness nor our darkness have nor shall do us apart,
Again and again,
We shall mingle and be one,
Like some drug addicts,
Addicted to the way we make each other feel.

Laughs and sharing
Of what's tangible or not
An exchange of an eyesight or a smile
A cake, A sweet or Drinks
Disappearing after a simple misunderstanding
How
The Love was Not real
Because
Nothing Real Can be Threatened
and
True LOVE acclaims
For
Forgiveness

This is a Kaleidoscopic view
Whereby life is providing to me
The perspective that
Things needed to fall apart
In order for me to see,
The missing part of the jigsaw,
For me to grab it
And put it in the midst
Where it was missing!!!
Life, Life...
Teach me, crush me,
Destroy me.
But I'll still be standing!
I was born to overcome and to overtake
The waterfalls...

A child is certainly another you,
You look after it
You take care of it
You owe to nurture it
You have to protect it
If you want to know someone,
Then look at the people that person hangs out with,
Or
Show your child or your children,
It's a little you,
It is little, it is empty
And it will soon be what you pour in it,
Your child is the other you.

Back to my land
Astonishing
This feeling that only Rodrigues is able to bring into me
It just feels home
Home, home and home
Is there any other word to depict what,
Rodrigues means to mean,
Less hurtful are the memories of my late mother.
I feel safe, like a fish in its pond.
Onto my safeland.
Where my culture and friends nurtured my
Early reality,
Family everywhere, even the strangers feel like family.
My safe-land, where the memories are sweet to my soul.
Home.
Back home

Clarencine

How is it going?
the days pass
time passes
yesterday was 2020
We are now in 2022.

Do you feel like you've found yourself,
how is the fight against depression going?

Less hard you will tell me,
have a job, fall into a routine.
No lover, just a big dream,
no dream of having your own child, but you are the mother of all the children in this world !!!

Fall asleep on your thoughts, on your books,
on invoices.

How is it going?
The covid epidemics, worries, deaths, restrictions ...

To my world, be well and be well!

Dear Corona, I am still figuring out
The way you dare to enter our lives
Modify our routines like a nothing,
Causing us to live in fear,
We humans who are significant because we have friends, relatives and colleagues
To hold onto and who hold onto us,
How dare you,
Enter our lives killing us like our lives have no price, no value,
How dare you take them away from us,
Thief of the night,
How come, how come!

Isn't life an exploration process!
I felt like the Universe demands me to explore it
Every atom made that could be.
And I am going to explore every
Rock
Sand
Clay
Cloud
Individual
Birth
and Death
With tremendous Love and Passion only
For who are we here humans
Just pilgrims
Of passage
Here on this earth
Only here for Day, Months and A bunch of Years
So Tell me to Explore
And I will reply to You
To Explore this Life as well
To live it Deep
With Love, Calmness and Patience
Explore with Love!

It is the better chance of seeing humanity,
Such as it is,
It is when they lose someone dear
And the separation is too hard
Only then, they cry, they're sad
Dust we were, dust we shall be
Again.
When death strikes even our wealth
Is useless, we are mere human,
Significant to only those who
Rubbed shoulders with us,
The human with its hormones
And atoms
Unleashes its vulnerability to
Its fullest.
Funerals, Funerals you shall never end,
You shall never stop reminding us
That we are mere human.

At times, I feel haunted
Depressed, sad, up and down together
It’s like being haunted by some ghosts around me that cannot be seen
Except in my dreams or that I can hear only when the clock reaches midnight
I feel unhappy
At times careless too
All the feelings inside of me looks like choked in my throat so
I cannot breathe properly, nor rest, nor live
Have all these turned artificial to me?
For how long?
Too many rhetoric
And my sight only rest on the grey sky
The blue one does not seem to arrive yet!

My man is at bay
My man is my stay
The cave into which I lay
We so creative that we always
Make our hell works, yes.

A Pearl she was,
A Pearl she shall stay among the stars,
A Pearl as beautiful as a Ruby,
Deep in the sea only one like her could be found,
My mother shall be my only Pearl forever,
In the Sky till I die she shall shine.
And if they'll say that Pearls don't shine,
I shall answer that my Mother did and does
Happy Mother's Day
Our Shining Pearl...

I realised after bouncing back that
It was too beautiful to be true
Too wonderful to last, so I sighed
The only thing I could do when you ended
All that made US, All that made you and I
 ONE
So, Only the nice pictures left, the pain feels
lighter, a little pinch in my heart is still here
But still more bearable and manageable now
It appealed so much like the "it  was meant to be"
     Perfect
The thing now was that, I hit a stage when I know
my worth and the reason why I could not insist was
that I was very much ready for someone who wants
To hold on to me, who is ready to receive all that
I could give, you were not ready, or wanted a pretense of
         Freedom
I cherished  this whole experience, of finally hitting
somebody that completes me, embellishes me, doing
everything to complete my happiness, I might be
writing these few words, so that in two or three years
these would be the words of, how I am feeling now
on this bizarre but still wonderful 1st of October so
   Quiet
You gave me joy and peace, and the very experience
only true lovers can go through, when midnight hits
And it's all I can take, the good and the great, how
could I take a piece of the cake that I am used to eat
       Whole
So, I walk away, I would not have given my friendship
To whom removes me, the so unique love I so asked
        For!

Hello Linda,
I hope you are doing well
I hope that you lovely aunt
Is enjoying life, with its ups and
Downs, enjoying every single
second of it- life lovers-
able to breath-able to Dream
I am sitting, here thinking
Of our laughs, how our deviance
match, how our love for each
other, was rare, i feel blessed
Having you- Little Confessions
Shared Secrets- Mockery- Lovers
Smiles- Bad- Sad Days- Escaping Dad
How much we'd shared
It's aunty and niece Love
A Forever Love

My world is not just cozy, pink
With Rose petals on my brain
Night and Day as you desired it to be,
It's Realities and Aims,
Voicing out versus complete silence
It's thoughts and Acts
It's Step forth and Seat for observing the Realm
It's Pauses and Actions
It's of Falls and Get Ups
Walking and Running
It's walking and Now Driving
I am eager To EXPLORE
The Lines of LIFE
The Rhythm of The Universe

For I jagged cloth
Hopes this life will sew my pieces together
Blue, Red, Dark and White
My colours Are
Trying to be a Rainbow
With my Own Flow
With my contrasting
Colours
Trying to make it through this sky
With winds, soft breeze,
At times violent winds
I Jagged Cloth
Can I still Dream of being part of
a Versace piece
I little Rainbow shall Once hit
A completely free blue still
with a litte touch of white cloud.

I feel less haunted today
Less like the Signalman
of Charles Dickens...
No More morbid thoughts
Less of the "Sheep In Fog"
of the beloved Plath...
Today,
is the Day of the Philosophy King,
I am the perfect leader of Plato
Reigning on my own world,
I am in my 50 Shades Lighter,
It is November and, I am
A Radiant Strong Flamboyant
Shining in the Day,
Resting at night in order
To shine the Next Day,
I have now a free mind
Like a free stage,
And the Ballerina is already dancing,
In a pink Velvet Dress!

Shall you Lord of Heaven and Earth
Speak Greatness upon me
For I Clay
Desires your potter hands
To lay their sacred Power on me
Then shall You
Creator of what does not exist
Blow some Star powder
Upon me
Let me clay Now be
A little Diamond among the bees
For I am thirsty of your calling
Ignite the power of Love in Me
Emulating scarcely
the Passion of Christ
A Love ToTem
In the Immensity of this unmeasurable galaxy
I shooting star have laid wings in...
I am silently
Fire in the eyes
Awaiting for thee!

I deserve and I don't deserve anybody's love,
For I live in the consciousness that I have an unconventional character,
Praises are to these souls that have tried to seize the unseizable,
And a memorial for those who run away from the unbearable,
Oh, Love, when shall you fit me,
Perpetually!
I wish to drink your pink strawberry milk and drench in your turquoise, blue water, to live under your heart-shaped clouds.
Love let me believe in your imagery.

I have set myself free,
Free from what they said and what they did not say.
And have already overcome what they will eventually be saying.
And their blah blah blah shall go on
But I have won.
For all that they said,  I did the diametric of it,
Their self-fulfilling prophecy shall remain null for me,
For I am Me,
The Builder, The Semi God,
For I speak and So shall it be.
I am the sole creator of who I should be,
I am unbound,
From wherever they bound me!

You hurt me only because
I allowed you
In!

Dear Mother no sadness is left
I healed from your absence
In my hardship the second thought
Of if you were here things might have been different prevails,
But I healed,
Acceptance of your departure
Delivered me from the wrath
Of fate,
I lived your death anniversary
Like a normal day
I fixed the sea and now count the days
Surely the years,
To rejoin you,
On the other side!

I cross you today
You were bitter and ugly
Only the suit alone gave you some allure
Mr Racist you are earth bound
I realised as I look at the sky right now
That you are lower than the Stars
That shine bright in the sky
You're like a dot in the dark
While my "Star" is up there
Can you see in the Sky
And this you can't reach it,
You can't prevent my Big Star from shining
You can't prevent what God has created me to be to come to pass,
Mr Racist you little dot in the dark,
Watch my Star shine
Yes,
Watch my Star shine bright like a diamond
In this beautiful sky which
You shall never reach
For you are an earth bound sore!

My attention goes wherever I lead it
No one tells me where my focus should be
What annoys you might not be annoying me
What controls you, might never exercise any pressure over me...
When shall you consider all this,
Am being me,
Trying to do my own thing Darling.
Be you and let my attention embody me,
Not you!