Saudade Stories

SAUDADE (𝗻.) A solemn and melancholic feeling of longing for something or someone which does not and probably cannot exist.

Crônicas do Cotidiano reúne pequenos recortes da vida, encontros, despedidas, conversas, silêncios, amores, frustrações, memórias e aquelas situações aparentemente banais que, quando olhadas de perto, revelam muito sobre quem somos. Entre o humor e a melancolia, o afeto e a solidão, estas crônicas observam o cotidiano como quem observa uma fotografia: procurando, nos detalhes, aquilo que normalmente passa despercebido. Porque talvez a vida não aconteça apenas nos grandes momentos. Talvez ela esteja justamente naquilo que fazemos todos os dias, sem perceber que estamos vivendo uma história.

Saudade (noun) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost. "THE LOVE THAT REMAINS" Sometimes no matter how hard you try, you can never escape even if you choose death and it becomes your reality

Com poemas como "A PASSAGEM DO POEMA", "EU, O BANCO E A ÁRVORE" e "QUEM TEM RAZÃO?", a obra POEMAS NASCIDOS EM UMA FAVELA é o resultado da inspiração de um jovem e periférico escritor, também autor da obra POEMAS DE UM PROLETÁRIO, publicada pela Editora AUTOGRAFIA em 2016, e que agora está disponível gratuitamente. Ambos os trabalhos foram produzidos em um contexto não tão comum ao tema: uma favela do Rio de Janeiro, cenário que sofre diariamente com os altos níveis de desigualdade em todos os sentidos. Apesar disso, a obra POEMAS NASCIDOS EM UMA FAVELA consegue reunir textos doces, apaixonados e esperançosos que discutem temas como gênero, desigualdade social, racismo, homofobia, solidão e loucura.

Saudade is a word for a sad state of intense longing for someone or something that is absent. Julia was only 11 when she met Ashton, the kind and charming 18-year-old boy next door. She was a troublemaker, always getting into fights and finding herself in bad situations, but Ashton was always there to help her, to protect her. Over time, they built a sweet, innocent bond that made Julia feel safe for the first time in her life. But one day, everything changed. Julia was in an accident, a serious one. When she woke up, she couldn't remember what had happened that day. All she knew was that Ashton was gone. His whole family had left without saying goodbye. And to Julia, it felt like he had abandoned her when she needed him the most. Fifteen years later, Julia is strong, successful, and ready to start a new job at a top company, Hale & Co. She's moved on...or so she thinks. On her first day, she walks into her new office and finds herself face to face with her new boss... Ashton. He remembers her. She remembers him. But nothing feels the same. Ashton is distant, serious, and clearly hiding something. As strange things start happening around her, Julia begins to realize that Ashton didn't leave without a reason. And whatever happened the day of her accident... might be the reason they were torn apart. Disclaimer: Most parts are written in English, some in Tagalog.

"Mas lembranças são como o passado. Cedo ou tarde, desvairam em mil cristais. Mas Frisk, tão criança era... ... Nunca deixou de acreditar."

São tantas despedidas e por mais que eu chore no banho para não perceber, eu me afogo com aquele vinho de 18,00 reais, tão barato, tão pouco como a minha vontade de te expulsar de vez ou matar o medo de dentro de mim e te pedir para não ir.

Hello!! I'm Cyanea Aka Nightmare Poet!! I'm a Poet if you couldn't tell and I've turned to WattPad as a start for my writing career!! The Collection I have uploaded here is only a piece of what will be featured in my actual book. There are only 25 poems in this Collection. As I plan to make a career out of this more Collections will be uploaded in the future. Hopefully you enjoy my work and I hope you check out my book in the future. Have an amazing day!!

𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 ''hiatus''

She thought they were walking towards the summit But the gorge allured her more and she couldn't thwart the gloom Atlast she had fallen too deep to mend her spirit

Entrelinhas poderá perceber que falarei de histórias já vividas. A cada capítulo sentirá que o caminho se percorre ao decorrer de qualquer circunstância e sentirá que já vivenciou algum dos momentos citados. Caro leitor, antes de começar a ler, que fique claro que contém autoajuda, mas que quebrei/quebro muito a cara e definitivamente tenho muito a aprender. Então venha comigo desvendar os mistérios que a vida real nos proporciona!

saudade (n.) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "the love that remains" "Jungkook never loved me, Im not the type of girl men fall in love with."

saudade (aj.) lost and unreturned love; love for something unattainable and cannot possibly exist new beginnings（ぶお印） when sylvie aphelion finds out that her boyfriend is back, she is overjoyed. but when she finds him, with all his memories returned, all but ones of her; and to add insult to the injury, a new girlfriend, she vows to get him back. because the daughter of fortuna never gives up, especially when luck herself is on sylvie's side.

Foi meu primeiro texto, escrevi quando estava muito triste comigo mesmo, devido a fatos pessoais, escrevo para me aliviar, então me desculpem se tem erros. Espero que gostem!

A lyrical expression of the way Love shifts to Indifference

poema de amor

Sometimes I'm coming home I don't really know where I'm going. I can't go further and ask myself directly in the eyes why. It's imperfect how normal it is to go out in the summer and stare at the sky, alone, watching the sunset, looking at the waves in the navy ocean, playing videocassets in my father's old player and admiring their life from distance. I constantly ask myself why do people struggle with their consciousness and their struggles when everything seems normal? When life is beautifull and full of wonderness types of magic... The power of my own feelings can't compete with the normal rules of the world. If that's so, what's so normal about it? One day I was walking at school and somehow my perception of life changed. I remember walking down the hall lost looking for a place to stay hidden. I would've been avoided. I use to pretend that some things don't need to happen and yet you manage to make me think differently. May I ask myself again if the story of us makes me feel different, unique, alive and breathin' at the same time. Even if I ain't full of love and joy in my memories, my mom always told me to never give up on myself. She knows that only those who have lived "the life" like no one know how beautiful it is to be okay with the world around you. No thoughts, I was ready to lift it to what brings our best and I'm certainly prepared to how it will brings us down. That uniqueness and complexity is what makes us shine. Despite how beautiful things are, I can't stop thinking about the night drives, the past times, the long walks, your face, your smile, your thoughts on me (even thought I never knew how they looked like). Still close to the end I stick to the beginning, 'cause if I think for forever I'll never live for a minute.

Sofia é uma garota da cidade que vai para a chácara e seus tios e passa as suas mais loucas e estranhas juntos de suas BFFs e de seu primo embarque vc tb!