BLESSINGS FOR ME
The hands of who I can't see
Brings blessings for me
Soft and fragile love
Brought by the one who is worshipped
My lord and my saviour
My ultimate piece
Of a puzzle of life
Destined to be complete after a lifetime
Such is this existence
Such is this emotion.
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I call my mother to inform,
I have fallen again...
She whispers and asks 'are you ok?'
I didn't know what to say.
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Delight
PoesíaDelight is another collection of short poems which make me question my existence. But more than questions , I , as an author, try to figure out the answers of all 'my' questions. "We are unfinished poems of the poet who writes us all, But at the en...
