#159 2020
2020 was a year of transformation
A year of growth...
A year of love and heart broken
A year of acceptance and self love
For me, anyway
A year where I'm still breaking the beliefs
That I've been carrying with me
Since my childhood
2020 has been in general
Good to me...
I met several people
Some decided to stay
Others decided to go
But each and everyone
Had the purpose of doing so
I let things go
I let people go
Wasn’t easier and still isn’t
But I need to learn from everything
I need to continue with my journey
I need to continue going forward
I don’t know where
I am supposed to be
I am just keeping walking
Maybe I will find
Something there
Extraordinary...
Nunca serei a mesma
2020 foi um ano de transformação
Um ano de crescimento ...
Um ano de amor e coração partido
Um ano de aceitação e amor próprio
Pelo menos para mim
Um ano em que ainda
Estou quebrando crenças
Que eu tenho carregado comigo
Desde minha infância
2020 foi em geral
Bom para mim...
Conheci várias pessoas
Algumas decidiram ficar
Outras decidiram partir
Mas cada uma tiveram
Um propósito de fazer isso
Eu deixei as coisas irem
Eu deixei as pessoas irem
Não foi fácil e ainda não está sendo
Mas eu preciso aprender com tudo
Eu preciso continuar com minha jornada
Eu preciso continuar indo em frente
Eu não sei onde devo ir
Apenas continuo caminhando
Talvez eu encontre
Algo lá
Extraordinário...
Every few years I write a poem called I want . What do I want , ..
ReplyDeleteI Want
I want to run my fingers across your scars because it shows a life well-lived, risks taken and promise broken.
I want to kiss the crows feet at the corner of your eyes.
I want to feel the rumble of your broken voice and hear the misdeeds of your youth.
The grey in your hair is like a badge of honour, you made it this far, you're alive, and haven’t given up.
Those wrinkles are like roads on the map that is your body.
I don’t want perfect, I want broken , and hurt,
I want sorrow and silence, eyes that smile
while a cyclone of emotions twists just beneath the surface.
I want real .. because only then will you recognize my soul.
I want you (Too)
I want to kiss the crows feet at the corner of your eyes.
I want to hear the rumble and growl of your broken voice
I want to taste the stale coffee and cigarettes on your lips
I want to hear your sigh of pleasure
as I blow a silent kiss on the back of your neck
I want to hear your anger turn to laughter as you realise that I am already on your side
I want to see you cry on my shoulder and laugh as the rain caresses your skin
I want to let you in, to see the dishes unwashed in my kitchen and the dirty washing on the floor
I want to feel your hand touch mine in the darkness of a movie house, unseen by everyone, but a small silent fragile ensure just meant for me.
I want to hear you ask my advice and use it
I want to smell your fabric softener as your clothes lay on the floor
I want to hear a purr of satisfaction deep inside your chest as you curl up against me
I want to see your hair all messed up and underwear on backwards as you try and rush out the door’
I want to see you …
All of you, the good, the bad, the hidden, the sad …
I want to see you. the true you. the all of you …
I want you …
I can see how my wants have changed , Its almost time for a part three
By Paul Watson