"What is a poem"

Poems are just whispers in the wind if there is no one to listen to them...
A poem without a reader is like a night without stars...
Like a full moon when no one is looking at her...
A poem is like a galaxy to be discovered...
By a reader who will treasure it in their heart...

"What is poetry"

Poetry comes from the soul...
The soul knows no boundaries...
It transcends time and space...
Light and darkness...
Poetry only exists in the eyes of the reader...
Or the senses or the listener...
And the heart of the writer....

For international women's day....two poems for the price of one...
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"To all women"
Every woman is a living poem...
Every woman 's eyes are a sonnet...
Women should be celebrated every day..
Not just on March 8th...
Women have my respect and admiration...
Not just today..
But everyday....
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"Deeper than an Ocean"
A woman's heart is deeper than an ocean...
And as rich as the seven seas...
For it is an infinite supply of inspiration and feelings...
The real bounty is at the bottom of that ocean...
If you manage to get there...
You will have found the treasure of happiness...
Once you do that...
Don't let go of it...
It can be the treasure of your life...
Start by sailing on the universe of her eyes...
Until you reach the ocean of her heart..

Every wall calendar has comments on days that are either a holiday or a special occasion...
Mine has 'valentine day' written on all 365 days of the year...
And I suppose that is right...
For everyday should be a celebration of the people we love and care for...
Life has to be a celebration of people...
Specially the ones that make our life sweeter...
And brighter...
Happy valentines day...
Today and everyday...

2023 is almost over...
Like a candle it is slowly extinguishing...
Its days just went away...
And we are left with just the memories...
Some good, some  bad...
But they are just Memories...
They're in the past...
We are humans...
We have hopes...
And dreams...
So we can always look  to the future...
Learn from bad experiences and try to make the best of the days to come...
Life is not always as  sweet as we would like to...
And Sometimes it is not easy...
But we humans are resilient...
So the trick is to never give up...
And try to enjoy the small and sweet things in life...
Poetry can be a small thing...
But it fills my days...
The candle of 2024 is here to stay...
For exactly 366 days...for it is a leap year...
So, my dear reader, I wish you and your family a great year...
May your days be filled with the small things that bring happiness...
Happy new year everyone...

Boxing day is the day after Christmas,  when goods go on sale...
I have nothing to sell...
I have no money to buy either...
For my only possessions are my words, my thoughts and my feelings...
Maybe I will stand by the shopping plaza...
With a sign that says 'poems on sale.. buy one get two'...
Or 'For every three poems... a free sonnet'...
Perhaps '2023 poems at 2022 prices...'
The reality is no one would pay for them...
So I will give them for free...
For a poet, everyday is boxing day..
As we live to share our dreams and ideas...

If I could...
If I could go back in time....
I would give a big hug to each person that has ever talked to me...
Even if just strangers that perhaps only asked for directions on the street...
Even if they yelled at me...
Or smiled at me...
Or close friends...
It does not matter....
Everyone has a history...
And everyone needs a hug...
If I could go back in time...
I would listen to their stories...
Poetry is based on human experiences...
I can't go back in time...
And I can't hug all of them...
Maybe they don't even want my hugs...
But I can write these words...
And blow them to the wind...
Hoping they will reach people...
And hug their spirits...
I am here for you...
Even if I don't know you...
I will always be here for you...
Even if you are a stranger,  strangers are friends who we have never known...
Big hug for you...
The best Christmas gift anyone can get is a hug..
Merry Christmas and a  big hug...

With the moon as our witness...
Holding your hand...
And melting at your eyes...
I give you this rose...
A humble token of my admiration for you....