What do you do when you feel sad? Do you try to find the best combination of ice cream, chocolate and movies? Personally, I take a break of all my after work activities. I invest all my emotional energy to think and recapitulate on the process of life. I ruminate and evaluate all the possible outcomes. In few words, I fall in the abyss of solitude and sadness even more.
Although I approach everyday as a day with new opportunities, in many occasions I have lost the connection with the universe. I have made mistakes and hurt others by failing to recognize their wants and needs. We can’t be perfect in life because the beauty of being human is to grow and learn from our surroundings.
I am guilty of falling in love in a daily basis. Why am I saying that? I say it because I am amazed by the beauty of our surroundings. We are surrounded by nature, art, and man-made creations. It’s not difficult to picture a smile in my face anytime I see a little bunny.
I believe that we all have a great appreciation for something. It may be kittens, puppies, science, paintings, songs, books, TV shows, sports, movies, mountains, lakes, rivers, space, technology, etc. How about people? I am glad you asked because I consider my friends my family away from home.
I wrote my very first poem as a tribute to a girl that I really liked. I fell in love with her and I poured all my inspiration on creating this piece. I never shared it with her and nobody knows the meaning behind it because my poetry is very abstract. Some pieces of my poetry are filled with stories and hidden messages intended only for my muse. It may only resonate when that person reads it.
I started writing poetry when I was challenged to read poems in front of an audience. On a Thursday night in Salem, OR, I fell in love with poetry because a muse inspired me to write about my experiences. What is love?
Love is a diary
waiting for words to be written,
stories and moments
of happiness together,
filling pages of experiences
and ruminating about
after falling in love
over and over again
My weekly routine was dedicated to write two new poems for each open-mic session. What started as a way to tell stories, poems became my way to be vulnerable. I wrote about my past, my feelings, my passions and also my failures. I opened my heart to the world by sharing my words and by liberating my mind.
My purpose in life is to be me and carry the flag of happiness everywhere I go. When I need to communicate with the world, I compose the words that liberate my mind and serve as the therapy to describe love and the beauty around us.