Shine

When words penetrate the layers
Of my soul

Like a sword, straight to the heart
Reverberating throughout my existence
And my years, my stories
And all the bittersweet memories kneaded inside.

Like a movie life unfolds
In front of my eyes
Adagio, so beautiful
It’s almost painful
So slowly I can almost dive in every step
And savour it,
And remember every detail of it,
Forever.
Time is changing,
No longer affects me,
Now that the essence of my existence
Stands the weight of my soul.

A new gravity occurs
And I no longer fight it
And I no longer look for answers
Anywhere.

I am transparent now
Reflecting the light of the sun,
And if you look through me
You shine.

I wish you were here

I wish you were here
To hear about my pain
In missing everything,
And especially you, tonight.

I wish you were here
To hear my laughter in my bright days
And dry my tears under the rain.

I wish you were here
So I could see you
Growing older, and closer to me
Or maybe not.
Or maybe I would have left you behind
As half of my life packed at home.

I wish you were here
So I wouldn’t need to wonder
How my life would have been if you were
Still here
Still hearing my laughter
Still healing the wounds from my past.

Many things I don’t know

I don’t know how to land
After a flight
Or to catch my breath after a race

How to let my feelings fall out with grace
After an electrical storm of emotions.

I don’t know how to stay quiet in silence
When my heart screams louder than
My thoughts

How to empty the shell of my energy
And let it rest, uncharged for a bit
With no plans, and no expectations

I don’t know how to end this poem
Without hurting my night
So to gently let go of the day
Waiting for a fresh new start
Tomorrow.

Out-layer

I spent the night moon bathing in poetry
All on my own,
Reflecting on the flow of life…

It rhythmically goes
The tempo of my days
A bittersweet melody
I still got to learn

I try to accord my violin to it
Or dance through it
As it were a dress that could suit me…

But I am never ready
Neither I am on time
On the very lines of my life.

A contrattempo if you like,
An out layer on this minuscule planet
Dreaming of magical doors
Leading to other worlds,
And other possible stories to write.

Oblivion

Injected in this timeless space
Where nothing moves
And nothing works

I stick to the walls of my soul
So desperately
And so insane.

There’s nothing there
That’s going to make me
Breathe again my freedom
Of boundless fullness
Now that everything misses
In everyone’s eyes.

Emptiness is a state of resigned hunger
An immobile clock
Stuck at a time forever
No escape and no pace

I am damn scared to fall
Down the lane of oblivion.

Uplifting kindness

Uplifting kindness,
Clean face,
A pair of friendly genuine eyes
Communicating
Behind the lenses
Of your glasses
Ideas, and flavours,
In an exchange of culinary experiences.

Words in a flow, almost bites of promising
Tastes, and I almost forgot my hunger
Filled with your laughter to our gentle interaction.

This is how
While starving,
Somehow I learnt
Sharing means getting fuller.

If only

If only I could write
A river of poems
To quench my thirst
And calm my soul…

If only I could quiet
The storm
From whispering tears
To my watchful ears.

If only I could sit
Deep soaked in peace
With no other noise
Than my restless heartbeat

If only I could think
To be here for real
To juggle the absurdity
Of life circumstances
With Grace
A good pace
And dignity…

Then, I would feel full
Floating breathless on the surface
Of my soul
Solid,
Satiated,
Satisfied.

Under statutory pressure

Under pressure –
Up and down
My spine
Inarrestabile
Intermittences
Made of tired
Silent attempts
To pursue invincible
Races
Against time,
And against myself.

A flux of resentment
Meticulously adorned
With grace and gratitude,
With drive and opportunities
I give myself…

But at the end of it
It’s just me
As bared and real I could be
Always trying my best
To be invisibly seen.