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Mí meta es estar bien emocionalmente sin depender de nadie.
“The real difficulty is to overcome how you think about yourself.”
— Maya Angelou
Y está bien.
Libro: otras maneras de usar la boca/ autor: Rupikaur
I AM A WOMAN
You don’t need to know my name,
but sure you’ll judge the type of girl I am just because of how short or how long my skirt is,
today I’m here wearing the name of a girl,
and my favorite pair of jeans,
of course,
not shorts,
because Mom said men would stare too much;
and wearing a dress for school?
No honey,
you’ll distract boys from studying;
and are you sure you’ll wear that to go out?
plenty of men will be behind you.
But darling,
don’t stare at those shirtless men,
be respectful please.
Yes,
I am a woman,
and my red lipstick isn’t a cause for your boner.
Frida Varela.
I meant to publish this on women’s day, but it still had some details to fix, though I can say this is one of my favorite poems I’ve written.
To the love of my life
I’m sorry,
for making the ocean bigger for you, for making it imposible to breathe;
truth is babe,
you can just swim to the surface and never struggle because of not wanting to let go of me,
but you’re here,
the water goes inside your lungs and you don’t care,
you keep holding my hand tighter and tighter but then I lose you,
then what should I do?
I realized,
that the surface was right above us,
and that’s where I saw light,
stretching out a hand for me,
I came out,
and there you were,
picking out my favorite berries with the flowers that I love,
you told me to sit down on the grass and handed me a ring,
a ring that draws our whole future, and at the same time,
gives you my heart and soul forever.
I love you.
Frida Varela.
“Mereces a alguien que en lugar de inventarte cuentos, te lea poesía mientras te vas quedando dormida.”
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“she is a lamb who delights in the seduction of wolves.”
—
No te quedes donde no floreces.
Hey, it’s been a while,
and you probably won’t read this because you’ll be too busy with all your girls.
Hey, it’s me again,
you may be tired of this and I’m sorry
Hey, one last time here I am;
writing for you,
guess I’m screwed up
But hey, the wind blows me further and further from you,
I’ve been dizzy since I can’t even remember the sound of your voice,
that sweet voice of yours full of lies darling…
Hey, I was, you may stick that with you,
because I’m not there anymore,
you’ll need me,
or better said,
you may need a dumb girl capable of loving you,
and that isn’t me.
-Frida Varela
Para un corazón frío, una sonrisa cálida.
Braum
Te amo aunque estemos destinados a no ser.