I will be with you always, Your air, your sun, your rain. I will think about you always You have found a way

Poetry, Opinion, Politics
I will be with you always, Your air, your sun, your rain. I will think about you always You have found a way
On today’s day and over 20 years ago, I left my homeland for an adventurous journey for an opportunity and to find my purpose. This poem is to the man who shaped my life, whom I missed dearly, and who is always in my heart. My father. The photo posted here is the actual photo of my father.
Travel with me to the land of your dreams To the realm of the hundreds of love lands To the land of eternal romance Hold
They say the eyes are windows to your soul. Your pupils. Oh,they can show Pain, joy, and pleasures. The anger, fear, sadness. The pupils, they
Hello all, I am happy to share that my poetry selection was published in a chapbook and is available on Amazon/Barnes &Noble. I genuinely hope
Oh dear Lord, hear me out Today, like no other day, I feel so lost. Like empty vase waiting for flowers Because the flowers got
(To my kiddo) I can’t tell you who you are to be One thing I know for sure, Is that you must DREAM. Dream and
My sweet, my lonely heart is skeptic. Each word, each action probed. Ideas scrutinized and questioned “not true” – the heart runs into a default.
A global pandemic, economic collapse A civil unrest has galvanized us. Questioning science causes turmoil, Searching for a turning point. Career politicians put our
Attack on Liberty, attack on Freedom By privileged and violent insurrectionists Carrying the flag from ku klux klan Combusting false claims of a stolen election.
I haven’t seen you for some time, and I have no desire. The time has quickly passed us by, like current passes through a wire.