It is a sunny day...
And a bit hot...
But breezy...
The birds are chirping...
There are two turtles walking towards the pond...
Slowly but surely...
They want to escape from the heat...
The tree branches are dancing to the wind...
The birds and the breeze sound like a melody from heaven...
The grass is green...
I wish I could paint...
This whole scene would have made for a perfect canvas...
I am trying to describe it the best I can...
Maybe this can be a canvas in your mind...
I like to describe what I see...
For the canvas of your eyes to read...
Both your eyes and nature inspire poetry...
Your eyes more than nature...
For your eyes are a universe...
And an endless source of inspiration...
I realized today the world has not enough paper...
For me to fill pages of verses and sonnets inspired by your eyes...
But that's OK...
I will write what I can...
Even if I end up writing tens of poetry books...
They will still not be able to describe how beautiful and sweet your eyes are...

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...

It was a chilly day today...
Your backyard felt warm and inviting...
And it was not the fire pit...
It was the warmth of your eyes and your company...
Your eyes are the fire pit that warms my heart...
And your company the fire for my soul...
I just don't like you...
I adore you...

I have seen many new years in my life...
And today it is not my birthday...
But I was born again today...
For today is the day I say...
Enough is enough...
I got tired of your cold eyes...
Your indifference...
As if I did not exist...
I gave you my heart...
And you gave it away...
It is fair to say...
You had no obligation to love me...
But at least you could have been respectful of my feelings...
And be honest...
But you weren't...
Well, that's it really...
You will not receive an invitation to my 1st "born again" birthday party in a year from today...
But that is Ok...
You probably would have not even bother to show up if you were invited...
The best gift you could give me, for my new life...
Is staying away from me...
I will for sure stay as far away as I can from you...

It is painful to hear you laughing at other man's voice...
It is painful to see your eyes spark at his...
But I have to admit you look so happy...
And I love you so much...
I  can only wish for him to treat you the way you deserve...
And for both of you to be happy...
Real  love does not know of grudges or hate...
But it can be painful...

Happy day today...
I can't say Happy Saturday..or happy Sunday...or  Wednesday...
After seeing your eyes I lost the notion of time...
I just know the sun rose...so it is a new day...
But for me time stopped when I saw your eyes...
Happy day today and everyday...

I can't fall asleep...
I am still thinking of your eyes...
I am just drunk on their sweetness...
So I'm wide awake...
Perhaps I don't want to fall asleep...
If I do fall asleep...
I hope I can dream of you and your eyes...
This is a true paradox...
What is sweeter...
The memory of your eyes when I'm awake?...
Or dreaming of them?...
Or both?...
For now I just hope to see you soon...

It's not snowing anymore...
The snow fall is over...
I am out for a stroll in the park...
I like to see the land covered by a fresh blanket of snow...
It looks peaceful, beautiful and pure...
So much that it reminds of you...
For you, your soul and your eyes are a true expression of beauty and innocence...
It is a bit windy now...
And the wind seems to be whispering your name...
I can clearly hear it...
Or it is my heart that is whispering?
It does not matter...
The truth is I remember your name...
And all of you...
Wherever I go...
If it is not the wind...
It is the river...
If not the river...
The leaves on the trees...
Any whisper just brings to my ears the most beautiful sound there is...
Your name...

A few weeks ago I thought it was love...
Now I think it is idiocy...
Or are idiocy and love the same thing?...
Maybe they are...
You keep ignoring me...
Like I am a doormat...
And I still keep chasing you...
And dreaming of you...
Well, let's meet half way...
Say it is not love...
Say it is not idiocy...
Let's call it loviocy...
The word does not make sense...
The same way my feelings for you don't make sense either...

To all poetry readers....
I wish you  a good night...
As always I am hoping  your tomorrow will be happier than today... Being happier than the day before is the secret of life...
Not always doable...
But we have to try...
Sweet dreams...

I gave you my heart...
And you gave it away...
Did I really lost your heart?...
Now I believe I never had it...
Now I need to win my life back...
I now realize all these years I have been living on one heart only...
It will no be different now...
Except at least now I know I'm on my own...
And it feels as painful as not having a heart at all...

There is magic in the air...
The leaves are moving...
But there is no wind...
The birds are in awe...
The creek is as transparent as ever...
Even though we are at dusk...
I can still see the fish underneath...
The air feels special and mysterious...
I cannot explain what my senses are feeling...
The forest is deserted...
Suddenly I see the silhouette of a woman...
With a long dress...
Walking fast...
Then I realize the leaves move as she walks by… As if following her...
The birds.. stop singing when they see her...
And she has no reflection on the water...
That is when I noticed her silhouette has a trail that comes all the way from the sky...
Like a comet...
She is quite the magical woman...
For she is the stardust that comes to brighten sunsets...
She leaves a trace of brightness and hope behind...
But, my beautiful girl, as magical as she is...
She is not as magical and sweet as you are...
Stardust is no match for the bright of your eyes and the beauty of your smile...
As fast as it came.. the stardust is gone...
The night settles in...
But the magic remains thanks to the deep of your eyes... and the treasure of your smile...

This is the one day when we wake up in Winter but will go to sleep in spring...
I really don't care about seasons...
For you are my spring...
And you are still my reason to live...
Even though we are not together anymore...
Come to think of it...
Four years ago I kissed you for the first time the day spring arrived...
Four years passed by...
I lost your love...
But it seems everyday that goes by I love you more...
Happy spring... my eternal spring...
I can only wish you happiness...
For I love you too much and want the best for you...
I want each one of your days to be a spring day...
For you deserve all the happiness in the world...
And a bit more...
I love you...
You just can't imagine how much...
My days are a complete winter...
But it does not matter...
As long as you find happiness I will find some solace...

How can I not get seduced by the red fiery sky...
It is as if the sunrise was hiding behind the night...
And it decides to flirt with my senses every morning...
it is so inspiring and inviting...
As if it was telling me to seize the day...
And I try to chase it...
but it just goes away...
Giving way to sunlight...
It is like trying to capture water in my hands...
No matter how hard I try...
It just goes away...
Another reason to have hope and wait for the next day...
There will always be a sunrise to chase...
There will always be a reason to wake up...
There will always be a better tomorrow...

"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....

There will always be another day...
It does not matter if it is cloudy or rainy..
There will always be another day to watch the moon and the stars...
Or to read a poem ...
To enjoy a flower ... or the chirp of a bird...
If it is rainy or cloudy... then enjoy the weather drops..
Run and laugh under the rain...
If you are sad... then there will always be another day to be happy....
If you are bored... there will always be another day to be excited...
Life is a continuous journey...
Enjoy your life and the good days...
Be strong on bad days and remember there will always be another day...
If this poem is not good.. there will always be another day to write another one..
If this poet is not good... there will always be another one better...

The sun has not risen yet...
It is dark out there...
The stars are still blinking...
A waning moon is there...
The window was left ajar...
And a soft breeze can be felt...
The leaves are moving...
Birds seem to be singing in the background...
All these are whispers in the dark...
They are a symphony for your delicate ears...
The whole world is singing poetry for you...
I  don't know anymore if daylight starts at sunrise..
Or when you open your sweet  eyes...
And gift the world with its beauty...
Happy Sunday my love....

A Hummingbird ***** its wings 80 times per second...
They never give up...
Defying wind and the rain...
Even the snow...
They never stop flapping...
For they are always looking for the flower's nectar...
No different from life...
Where we are always flapping against adversity and evil...
Trying to find happiness...
All of us are the hummingbirds of life...

Even if the days are cloudy...
And gloomy...
I think of your beautiful eyes...
And the sunset becomes beautiful and magical...
A  perfect sunset...
I see one right now...

Photos are a way to freeze a moment...
So anyone can see what was going on...
People can even make a video...
But nothing replaces a happy memory...
No matter how many photos you take...
Or how many videos are made...
Nothing replaces a happy memory...
Photos may fade...
Videos may get deleted, or forgotten...
A happy memory will last for an eternity...
Let the camera of your soul treasure all your happy memories...
Those are the photos to keep in the album of your heart...

I was trying to write a poem about idiocy...
And nothing came to mind...
Until I say myself on a mirror...
The perfect definition of an idiot...
Why do I keep having hopes about you loving me?...
When you literally mopped the floor with me?...
If anyone needs a graphic description of an idiot...
Just let me know...
I could send my photo...
The text book definition of a total idiot...
A broken heart one...

The wind woke me up...
For it was a windy morning....
Perhaps the wind will carry this message for you...
And it is also the wind who brought memories of you...
Poetry is carried by the wind...
My words are poetry...
So are your smile and your eyes...
I  even see them when sleeping...
So maybe the wind also blows in my dreams...
And that is a good thing...
For your eyes and smile make for sweet dreams...
I just don't like you...
I adore you...

I don't want to hug you...
If I do hug you...
I will never let go of you...
I don't want to look at your eyes...
If I do...
I will melt in their sweetness...
I don't want...
To lose you...
And the truth is...
I don't want to admit...
I am crazy about you...
I don't want to think...
Of a life without you...

There is no hard drive large enough to store the many sweet memories I got from your eyes...
No screen that can truly show the sunshine of your smile...
And 1000  high definition photographs  can not show the wonderful woman you are...
You are one in a Gigabyte...

If you knew how much I miss you...
I miss you like no man has ever missed a woman...
If you could understand how much I miss you...
Perhaps you would give me another chance...
I suppose I just don't miss you...
I adore you...
And that will never change...
You made up your mind...
And I can't change that...
But I can't change my feelings for you either...
I think saying I miss you...
It's just an excuse...
I'll always love you...
Thank you for brightening my days while we were together...
I blew it...
And for that...
I have no excuse...

Stupidity is what some naive souls like mine are made of....
We keep Waiting for a nice sincere  gesture...
Or a smile...
That will never come...
Why I keep hoping you will do something nice for me..
Is a mystery...
Today you crossed a border...
The border of lies...
For I know you lied to me...
That is where my stupidity ends...
But sadly for me, not my love for you...
I wish I could stop loving you...

What I want for Christmas...
Is to sit close to you...
By candlelight...
As close as I can...
So my eyes will be reflected on yours...
So close that our lips will instinctively fuse...
And become one...
With the candle's flame as our only witness...
Our eyes will say I love you...
Even though not a single word will be exchanged...
That is what I want for Christmas...
Perhaps it will never happen...
For your heart chose someone else...
But that is what I will always want for Christmas...
For as long as I live...
Because I realized I will never stop loving you...

I am just walking by the river...
Alone...
It is a  warm summer evening...
The sun is setting... displaying  its red palette...
Which gets majestically reflected in the water...
It can't get more beautiful than this...
There is a big stone by the shore...
Beaten by the elements....
I've been walking around this area for many years,,,
And the eroded surface of this rock never changes...
The same stretch marks....  the same lines on it...
It is like nature wrote on it...
And wanted the writing to last for an eternity...
That is probably every poet's dream...
To have their poems liked for an eternity...
Spanning  generations...
Mine will never be...
Unless I write it in the stone...
I will settle for at least one person smiling when reading these lines...
Let me know if you smile when reading this..

I live in a world where musical notes are my company...
A  world where I can glide on a pentagram...
And where musical notes are the rain...
A place where the wind always carries a melody...
And where the birds don't chirp...
But sing...
There are no continents...
But symphonies...
And no rivers but melodies...
This is a place where I can see the music...
This is my world...
A magical place where the sun has a melody of light...
The moon a melody of beauty...
And the stars a heavenly chorus...
This is the only world where you can see the music...
Welcome to my world....

What is the point of loving someone...
When you are being completely ignored?...
Why do I keep thinking of you?...
Where did I lose my north?....
Who am I? I don't recognize myself anymore...
Which path do I take now?...
Who are you?? I thought I knew you...
Whom stole my heart??

I want to write for a woman that inspires poetry...
Verses and sweet words...
A woman who devours my words as soon as they are born from my pen...
And treasures them on her heart...
A woman who looks at my eyes with sweetness and hope...
Someone that is happy to see me...
A woman that wants to hear poetry by sunset...
And who is drunk on love with me...
I was drunk on love with a woman once...
But she was barely willing to drink from my heart...

It was a bit of a rainy evening...
A cloudy sky...
With just a few spots of blue...
There was still some sunshine in the background...
With all the roofs bathed by sunlight...
The flowers dancing to the wind...
The trees moving their branches as if waving goodbye to the day and hello to the night...
Two birds flying against the sunlight...
Two children running from the rain...
Or perhaps chasing an unleashed dog running ahead of them...
A woman seated by a window, across the street...
The whole scene would have made for a perfect painting...
A great canvas...
I can't paint...
But it does not matter...
I can describe...
And I can remember all landscapes and beautiful images I have seen...
From a mountain flanked by red flowers...
To a river and a water fall...
To the universe of your eyes...
Life is about enjoying the moments that make us happy...
Remembering all those beautiful images brings a smile to my face...
For now I will think of the moon...
And your eyes...
Either one would also be a beautiful Canvas...
Always try to picture the colors in your day...
And you will discover life is a Canvas...
Sometimes sunny...
Sometimes cloudy...
But still a Canvas...
Good night...

The word love has 4 letters...
The word hopes has 5...
The word Dreams has 6...
That's 15 letters...
Those words are so beautiful...
They used to reflect how I felt about you...
Now I feel sad...
Hurt...
Confused...
Those 3 words combined also have 15 characters...
And coincidentally enough...
You only talked to me for 15 min last time I saw you...
What does 15 mean...
I hope it does not mean 15 years to forget you...
And coincidentally enough, this poem has 15 lines...

My day started with hope...
Hoping I would at least talk to you...
But your silence speaks volumes...
Why do I still have feelings for you...
I can't explain it...
The day is now over...
Time for healing...
Feeling...
Healing...
Both words have 7 characters each...
But their meanings are so different...
From Feeling to Healing...
My long path to recovery begins...

My hands are still shaking...
After exploring under your dress...
Such is the sensation that your body and woman's scent give me...
My lips are dry...
Longing for another one of your kisses...
My eyes are still blinded by the brilliance of your smile...
And I can't stop thinking about you...
All I want at this moment is for my skin to merge with yours...
And for our bodies to become one...
Fueled by the rhythm of your kisses...
How I'm going to focus today, remains a mystery...
The hope of seeing and feeling your body again is what will get me throughout the day...

Windy or rainy...
Sunny or cloudy...
Even snowy...
I will always run by your side...
For life is an endless track...
Uphill and downhill...
But knowing we are running side by side  means there is no obstacle that can stop us...
For you are my beacon and my life..

It is minus 40 degrees today...
I still ventured to go outside...
I was crying inside the house...
Now I am crying outside...
It is so cold...
My tears froze right away...
My heart was already frozen since before I left the house...
You are so cold...
You have the power to freeze anything that gets close to you...
And I still love you...
I still can't understand why I still have hopes of you loving me...
Maybe my brain is also frozen...

The night is quiet...
There is no wind...
No moon...
Not even a cricket chirping can be heard...
Silence is king tonight...
So quiet I can hear my own thoughts...
I hear myself thinking of you...
Thinking of your smile, your eyes and your laughter...
It may be quiet outside...
But it is a carnival in my soul...
As it is anytime I think of you...
It is a good thing it is quiet in the neighborhood tonight...
It means no one can hear the happiness in my soul...
After all...
Thinking of you is my own celebration...
A daily one at that...

So this is what they call feelings...
I wish these were happy feelings...
It is painful to have feelings...
And feel rejected and ignored...
In my case...
These should not be called feelings...
These are saddings...
As my heart is crying...
I wish I lived in a world where feelings only existed in case of happiness...
But I'm human...
And I laugh and cry...
And I'll always have feelings...
Either happy or sad...
I wish,  my dear reader, that your day is happier than mine...
As sad and heartbroken as I am...
I can only wish happiness to everyone in this world...
Even to the girl who broke my heart...

I miss you...
Hope I can see you soon...
If not tomorrow, I hope I can see your eyes some other time. ..
I could not see you in 30 years and you would still look as beautiful as the first time I saw you...
One of the wonderful things about missing you is the feeling of happiness I  get when I think of you and  the  hope of seeing you again....
Good night love of my life...
I just don't like you...
I adore you...

spring will be here soon
flowers birds and sun will join
A true carnival

Legend has it that Mars and Earth were once a single planet...
Born when the universe was created...
Gravity and the universe did their part...
And the two inseparable friends grew apart...
Moving fast and erratically throughout the universe...
They did not see each other for millions of years...
And they had lost hope of seeing each other again...
Nature acts in mysterious ways...
The same nature that separated them...
Brought them together again once the solar system was created...
Mars was so happy to see Earth again...
He carved a moon out of his own mountains...
And sent it to orbit the Earth...
So that the Earth would not feel alone...
No one knows if this legend is true or not...
The truth is that today I am sending you this poem...
In the same way that the legend tells that Mars sent a Moon to Earth...
Because poetry is in itself a universe...
Where each poem is a World...

Only one of us fell in love...
You need two to be happy...
But sadly... just one to fall in love...
I have enough love for both of us...
But if you don't even bother to receive it...
I of course can not even expect you to return it...
And you don't have to...
For my love for you is unconditional...
Perhaps eternal...
But not foolish enough to remain by your side...
I seem to have more company from my pain and my sorrows...
Than I do from you...
So I am leaving now...
I rather be by myself than with someone who does not care about me...
So I leave the same way I got here...
Alone...
The only difference is...
I am now in love with you...