Talented

Talented you said

Ow no my dear friend I am not
I try to find balance in writing my thoughts

Talented mean nothing without work and pleasure
Writing slowly enlarge myself
I now use English
I didn't do that before

Talent come from creativity and openmind soul
Nothing more
Nothing less

Talented
Isn't a word I use often
Because I prefer to stay humble

at a crossing

At a crossing I met my friends
I was crying
I used to say that I felt useless

At a crossing during my journey
I met wonderful people
Who are ever connected with me

When I felt alone I met someone new
My world are enlarge by the experience of the others
My thoughts are different
I get satisfaction to be one citizen of this earth
I welcome your difference easily
And want to see your qualities
Dear friend
You are the next one to cross my road
I thanks god everyday to take care of me
As He take care of you



To my Surinamese friend M. ♥

My journey

Sky in September 2013, France

I walk in between
Joy and sadness
I cross the road of marvelous people
I use word to express myself
I don't feel a kind of poet
I only be me
I hope dream believe
I pray god
I feel without saying
I am sensitive
And try to accept it myself as a gift

In these journey that is life
I felt emptiness that I couldn't say
My body said stop
I use to let go my beloved one
My grandmas
My dreams
But I survive with the courage
To only follow the way of this journey
Which began 26 year ago

My peace

Soften peace
Hearing pavane from Fauré
Just get the envy to paint
Remember him...
Thinking of  better days
Hoping of good things appearing
Reading a good book
Enjoy a good great tea cup
That is the way to feel peace
My peace

Call after peace

I call her in the dark
Where are you?
Where are you?
No answer

I find peace
Of mind
Of thoughts
Peace only peace

Iam in the dark
Waiting something better
Hoping something new

I call peace
Peace of joy
Peace of living a happily life

I call her in the dark
Where are you?
Where are you?
No answer yet maybe later

circles

Get tears  on my eyes
Tired of nothing
Hidding me under smile
Telling the truth to my friends
Some are fearing
Some are understanding

My feelings are so deep
That I get tears which seems like circles

I freely express myself
But sometimes it so hard to explain
In another way
I just say help me by hard words

Just hear please my voice
Surrounded by my words
Wrote in here




I beg pardon to some friends I didn't meant to die it is only my way to call to get help

Dark reality

I wanna die because I feel useless
You can't understand what I feel deep inside
I feel emptiness and uselessness
None comforted me

I dream to be in a landscape
Painted by C. Friedrich
Surrounded by ruins near a cimetery and Forrest
In a blue dress as in the 19th century
Somehow a romantic place
To let my sorrows flying in the air
To find a kind of peace

But that doesn't exists
In these dark reality

It is not good to dream too much