poetry: transformation
I wrote this poem in September of 2022.
The transformation is complete
from caterpillar and butterfly
It was full of painful epiphanies that brought an epic catharsis
It was life changing and transcendental
Facing my fears, driving out the toxicity within
Acknowledging brutal truths, letting go of regrets
and embracing my divine duality
I’ve finally become the butterfly I was always meant to be
who flies and lands on her own terms
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Song of the Day 🥳 “I think I would have lots of panic attacks” 🥳
Song of the Day 😘 everything is a sign😘
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poetry: Lima
I wrote this poem in September of 2022.
the nostalgia of Lima sets in
and I ache for the sights, sounds, and warmth
of my homeland-
even though it’s been a few days
I want to go back already
I don’t feel myself fully in American
my body’s here but my spirit was left in lima
maybe because the few memories I have of Lima
are happy and mostly pure from trauma
whereas in America
it’s been tragedy after tragedy
disappointment after disappointment
and while I’ve planted my roots here with my children
my spirit now resides somewhere in Lima
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Canción del DÃa 💗 “que le den respeto y nunca se lo quiten”💗
Song of the Day 🥰 “Don’t leave me alone”🥰
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Hardest lesson
Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
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Song of the Day 🥰 “pining and anticipation” 🥰
poetry: cringe
Aqui esta version en Espanol:
PoesÃa: Bellos Sentimientos
you burned down my impenetrable wall
with your kisses, with your caresses
with your honesty, with your authenticity
and while I’m terrified that one day you’ll leave
I’m reminded every day you’re not temporary fantasy
by never feeding me bullshit promises
by never avoiding conflict
by never treating me like a princess
And by always inspiring me
and evolving along with me
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Song of the Day 🔥 “I’m fixing my karma”🔥
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poetry: dread
I wrote this poem in September of 2022.
My son holds the universe in his eyes
with his potential, with his sense of wonder
his eyes are not yet jaded by the inhumanity of this world
and I dread when the day comes
as his innocence starts to fade
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Song of the Day 🥳September of 2033 hits different🥳
Song of the Day 🥳 “the universe is shifting and its all for me” 🥳
poesÃa: potencial
Here’s the English Version of this poem:
Poetry: No Clue
Fui una estúpida al pensar que tu serias algo diferente
alguien que se quedarÃa
pero repetà el mismo error
enamorarme de otro hombre confundido
enamorarme de potencial y cerrar los ojos a la realidad
esto me pasa por seguir creyendo en cuentos de hadas
donde el prÃncipe salva a la princesa
donde el prÃncipe se queda para siempre
y no se va cuando le da la gana
