Poems

Poems By Jovanna Arango

" I once had a dream. So vivid and weird, I thought it was impossible to obtain or achieve. [But] then, in those early dawns, when I was in sorrow and completely lost, I saw it again: indescribable something, it was marvelous, there I was-plump and shy, seeing her shine and rise. That is me. I'm no soldier or king-I'm simply the eternal dreamer who succeeded, I'm the mighty sharp in word poet. "

- Jovanna Arango, Diary Entry #321, May 2nd, 2024

Hi. I'm @lyberthious. The writer of this book. I do have to admit I don't believe this would get much audience other myself, my imaginary friends, and if I really believe so, those I loved or cherished beneath my four-wall bedroom. I never thought of myself as a poetess-matter of fact, I hated poetry-or a writer itself. But I'm glad I found my way to this "hidden" talent I discovered of myself. Hope at least you like one of writings, in case we don't cross paths no longer, I wished upon yourself a very happy, harmonious, and splendid life.

(Site note: I have dyslexia and English is not my first 100% language.)