poetry.
the sun and her flowers.
seen from Jordan
seen from China
seen from Ecuador

seen from Russia
seen from Canada

seen from India
seen from United States
seen from Tunisia

seen from Italy
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from India
seen from China
seen from Pakistan

seen from Ukraine
seen from China
seen from Türkiye

seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from France
poetry.
the sun and her flowers.
I really did love my cat <3
assim como uma caneta perde a intensidade da tinta conforme o uso,
eu perco o brilho, o êxtase, a empolgação da vida conforme existo.
Livro: Meu corpo minha casa
Author: Rupi Kaur
Band-aid
"Just put a band-aid on", you inflicted at cost.
I'm forbearing with these silent words you're leaving.
Spin out my cuts when I could've been healed by now.
The longer we stay, the deeper the pain I bear.
Many weeks you've been hiding your head in the sand
You forget to think about how I was feeling.
A simple 'no' replaced by some flowery words
And I played dumb until you say it directly.
Salt in the wound right at the bottom of my heart.
I swore that black is white, yet darkness catered me.
Pulled you closer to me with my hand on your wrist
I thought my scar faded but it appeared again.
You say I'm the kindest, never the prettiest
That's why I'm so soft because I don't have the face
But those excuses made me even uglier.
Wait 'til I tire myself and be the opposite.
When is this got to end, or will it never be?
Who knows if I'll be happy with this forever.
I'd rather lose you now with greatest memories
Than having you aged filled with regrets and sorrow.