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Argentina
Argentina
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November 18, 2019
 

" I feel lonely and confused
At the same time
Analysts won't understand
I don't know what to say anymore
I don't know what else to do
All the world is crazy
And I, not being able to see you.

But if I insist, I know I will get.
But if I insist, I know I will get."

"Close to the Revolution" (Cerca de la revolución) By   CHARLY GARCÍA (SINGER AND SONGWRITER)

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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November 3, 2019
 

A whole person I am.
A package.
The smirk and the wet cheeks.
The hurting and the elation.
The firmness and the insecurity.
The truth and the hidden.
The high heels and the bare feet.
The nude skin and the layers.
The open hand.
The giving
The breadth.
The breath.
Indivisible.
Unbroken.

BE YOURSELF
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September 29, 2019
 

Let it rain words.
A summer storm. A downpour.
Let each syllable have its own weight,
its own cadence,
its own gravity.
Don't try to corset mother Nature,
as you are a human, and words are the only asset that makes you unique.
Let there be a deluge of thoughts in the shape of letters of all sizes.  Listen to each verb hitting your tin roof deliberately, each noun aiming at the window, each adjective splashing its grand finale on the grass.
Flood your journal with rainbow ink.
Let it rain the words retained by the dam of society, and go back to square one.

BECAUSE I CAN
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September 22, 2019
 

One: you don't make me happy. I feel happy when you are near. Joyous. On cloud nine. But it is my duty to take care of my feelings.

Two: Our love adopts different shapes. I won't expect you to do the things I do for you. You have your own ways of expressing your thoughts and feelings.

Three: I'm no saviour/fixer/repairwoman. I'm here to build myself, not to build you. You aren't my architect either.

Four: You don' t complete me. I have no missing piece. We are no jigsaws. We grow from within, like full wild flowers evolve form a minuscule seed.

Five: I won't compare myself or you to other people. Our backgrounds are as different as day and night, so are many of our interests. And yet,...

WRITING IS MY PASSION
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September 1, 2019
 

Let's walk on the clouds, you said.
You had dragged me from routine,
From pain, from indifference.
The only clouds around were
Perpetually on my eyes
Ingrained in my every word.
Let's walk on the clouds, you said.
Your smile contrasted with the grey in my look,
Your voice painted rainbows as your words flowed calmly, but with no pause.
Let's walk on the clouds, you said,
And hand in had we were breeze, and peace, and might, and light.

DO WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY
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August 19, 2019
 

How do i know?
How do I know  that the bridges I leave behind will still be there when I look back from your side?
How do I know your side will not surrender to the will of our southern winds and  alter its features entirely, as the dunes wantonly modify the beach every season?
How do I know that the beach we keep in our hand knit dreams will be the same beach we see once we arrive, the idyllic sun and sea we strive for each day?
How do I know you are not the sea and will tide away?

SUNSET LOVE
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July 14, 2019
 

                        Uncharted territory
                         It was, and she was
                        Certainly aware that
             In the  forking                 paths
                   Laid                       before her                     
                  A chance                   hid
            In the secret                    forest.

                                

MADE WITH LOVE
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June 9, 2019
 

I once read that Samuel Beckett wrote 'Waiting for Godot' in French because it forced him to be more attentive to the lexicon and grammatical structures he employed in his masterpiece.
Some time ago I sent a friend of mine (who can speak English and who is also a colleague) a poem I wrote for them.
I had encased my chaotic thoughts in the finest glittery English words, knit as delicately as grandma would knit a lace shawl or a baby sweater.
I had checked once and twice that my poem felt smooth to the touch, that there were no yarn ends left  loose, and  that I hadn't forgotten a pin somewhere as I struggled against the needles to craft the gift.
When I finally presented my work to my frien...

MADE WITH LOVE
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May 27, 2019
 

A beginning and an ending.
An A and a Z.
An Alpha and an Omega.
The sparks in your eyes and my dreams.
The Big Bang and the Big Crush.
A welcoming hand and your indifference
The cover and the back
Your introduction and my epilogue
The ingredients and the banquet
The first and the last
Not the everything.

A
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May 12, 2019
 

We created a world, you and I.
We invented a language and its syntax, its lights and its shadows, its satellites and its stars.
We created a world with our hands as we explored the boundaries of our past experiences, tinged with the complexity of our realities.
We created a world as we made sense of our feelings, of a love that made a sudden, unexpected entrance and has grown stronger ever since.
We created a world, you and I

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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April 28, 2019
 

I walk down these corridors and the place is empty. The sombre rooms, once brimming with joyful exchanges, are now devoid of  meaning.
I wonder where all those spirits have gone. I wonder why they decided to abandon what had been built with so much effort.
I walk down these corridors and their words hang from walls neatly arranged by colours and moods, an assortment of feelings stranded deep where light doesn't reach.
Every now and then one of us comes back. After exploring the dusty kitchens, the silent living rooms, the dry gardens, this lone visitor sets off treading over past memories, wondering where all these spirits have gone and why they left their words behind.

HAPPY EARTH DAY 2019
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April 16, 2019
 

Life waits for no One.

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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March 22, 2019
 

Sunsets like you are meant to be free.

When your silky pastel shades pave the way for the sun to seek refuge at night, you tinge life with magic in the pinkest pink of cherry blossom and orchids.
Who am I to lay claim to your iridiscent smile or your gleaming eyes that spring out of the nothingness that surrounds us?
All I can do is treasure each transient ray of joy you mysteriously choose to gift to this project of being, and not wonder when, or why, or even how. All I can do is let myself bathe in your aureate light as you beam in every possible way.

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS IN LIFE
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March 17, 2019
 

When you focus on who you are
And what you have achieved,
Life seems easier.

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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March 17, 2019
 

The attentive ears
You used to borrow
From me
Were for you
To grow from within
And not a mere
Disposable
Paper napkin.

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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February 24, 2019
 

When I kiss your lips, I forget everything around and in this world that dissolves once our eyes turn irrelevant.

In your arms,  the irrational becomes strictly logical,  and the gaps left by incomplete stories become part of something meaningful, something greater than ourselves,  structured from the prologue to the epilogue by unconditional love.

Writing Duo:
Hash #371205
Earthling (me Charu)

WHITE CLOCK
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February 17, 2019
 

My goal for this year is to strike a balance between work and the rest of my life, between myself and others, between duties and fun.
Believe me, it's a daunting challenge for someone like me.

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ORIGINAL
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February 10, 2019
 

Last day of holidays. Tomorrow I go back to work,  where we are supposed to prepare our annual planning.

My plans to survive post holidays interrogation and fake compassion comments:

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THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX
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February 6, 2019
 

When the dramatis personae  page of your life  gets crowded with secondary characters mushrooming in every scene but having an insignificant role  in the plot, it's time to rewrite the play and allot more lines for the protagonists who do make a difference.

ORIGINAL
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January 28, 2019
 

What does 'holding on to you' mean?, you asked.

Well, basically it means that when I'm on the verge of tears at 3am and I write to you, you just help me put things in perspective.

Basically, it means that, although I'm not depending on you to solve my own problems, you are a positive presence by my side as I try to come up with solutions.

Basically, it means that I trust you, with all the weight of the term in mind.
I choose to trust myself to you, today and every day, in joy and in pain, not because you are my saviour, but because you're the best companion to share the journey of a lifetime.

SOMEBODY LOVES YOU
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January 21, 2019
 

For a long time I have
Erased and rewritten
On the same sheet of paper
Words that get refined and polished
Just to become vacuous
The moment I bring them to surface

Now this sheet threatens
To self destroy before my own eyes,
The language unclear
The lines blurred beyond hope of recognition.
A story worked and reworked
with feeble foundations
And a lost identity.

I'd better forge  
A friendship
With  a blank page
And start from scratch
A more profound plot where
My name isn't  nowhere near
The secondary character list.

MARTIN LUTHER KING JR
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January 15, 2019
 

He said:
'Don't leave me, please.'
' I love spending time with you'
'The hues of your hair are beautiful'
'I'm here for you'
And yet, these words were nothing but a dazzling costume designed to conceal the nothingness he had carefully woven in his soul, perfectly crafted to catch an unsuspicious passer-by.
   

LIGHT LETTRS LOGO
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December 28, 2018
 

Now that I'm on holidays, I have more opportunities to think about my life, where I am and where I'm heading to.

Sometimes I lose direction and fail to tell the relevant apart from the useless. On my last working day prior to  the holidays, I was stressed out. For the first time in my career I had a managing position this year, which means endless work hours on bureaucratic school paperwork and angry and frustrated parents.  I accepted this job thinking that I could make the difference, but time proved me wrong.
Like Oedipus, I hurled my voice to the winds, but my call echoed in the nothingness of the empty halls around my office. That last day my body, which isn't as fond of metaphors as m...

2019
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December 25, 2018
 

Sometimes memories strike you  like a thunderbolt. Sometimes they don't tiptoe into your conscious state, they simply clear their way with a sledgehammer until they become visible.

That was grandma yesterday.

CHRISTMAS FLOWERS
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December 9, 2018
 

Every shared smile turns the fabric of space and time into a seamless work of art.

BE BRAVE
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November 25, 2018
 

When I inch my way in the crowd, I often feel lost in a labyrinth of pieces of glass, each tinted in a different shade of the light spectrum.
Some fragments dance in the breeze to their own tune, some mirror others' moves, some intercept the sun beams and alter the reflection of the rest. Some swing menacingly over the others, some are shattered in uncountable pieces on the ground.

At the center of that maze is you, a crystal as transparent as nature allows, standing serene with all the hues carefully kept in your pockets, inviting me to be myself.

THE WORLD AWAITS YOU
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November 25, 2018
 

Dear earthling,
Thanks for your response dear...  
Sorry for Mah late response...
I wiSh  U  will  get everything u love...
Keep smiling always ☺ T. C. Urself
Love & care from India 🇮🇳

          ® Sinu ™ 🗿

HAPPY THANKSGIVING 2018
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November 17, 2018
 

To be infinite is not the same as to have no boundaries.

SUMMER IS AN ADVENTURE
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October 24, 2018
 

Wanting to run aimlessly, Forrest Gump style,  until every worry is left behind and I'm only breeze and light.

WHITE CLOCK
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October 18, 2018
 

As the last sunrays trail off this evening, I look through my window and see the tall faceless buildings surrounding my backyard. Their orange and pink tinted walls stand around my cherry trees, fully blossomed in white. Even though I know my neighbours, their lives remain shrouded in the mystery built out of bricks and mortar, painted in pastel shades.
The sunset has tiptoed away from the day, and I simply walk back to the familiarity of the strident yellows in my kitchen, where I am just another human behind my own walls.

WHITE CLOCK
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