A Year

Stop waiting and write something already

It’s been a year

Keyboard dusty

My thoughts rusty

Me disappear?

Never!

Ever!

Oh how I miss my muse!

The one that did amuse!

Who to accuse?

Was it a ruse?

Oh muse why did you leave?

I shall not fall prey to this reprieve!

I will continue to write

And you Go fly a kite!

Don’t let anyone stop you from doing what you are passionate about. Not even yourself.

Hugs from Brooklyn

Guady G

A Gasp

I hear it when I ask if you love me.

You hesitate. Why? Why?

Perhaps I’m the only one to blame

You judge me like I’m not already in front of the mirror.

Asking myself the same question.

Do you love me? The answer I can’t deny

It will always be the same.

I hate this mirror now

Stay true to thyself. Embrace yourself. Love yourself no matter what! Some mirrors were meant to distort you.

Hugs from Brooklyn

Guadalupe Macias

I can fly!

Listen, I am no longer that caterpillar which most called ugly.  I am a beautiful butterfly! 

I don’t need or want to stay within the confines of my old cocoon.  I have gone through my metamorphosis but I’m not ashamed of my past.

It’s still me!  My pains and my sorrows have not broken me. Every shed tear reminded me of what I had forgotten. I know now that I have always had these wings deeply secured within me. Today I can spread my wings out and I can fly!

While many dazzle at the beauty of my colors, you see me as an ugly creepy crawling insect. I am not. I am a beautiful butterfly and I can fly!!

Go! Run away! Leave me for all I care! You have no idea of the treasures I have hidden within the confines of my old cocoon.  And now you shall never know!! 

Hugs from Brooklyn,

Guady G

Who am I?

Who are you?

Who am I?

A mere reflection

Of all you are

So do you love me or hate me?

Who are you?

I am you.

Happy Valentine’s Day my lovelies. True love starts with you.

Hugs from Brooklyn, Guady G

Don’t Hate Me

I am a mere reflection of your most hated qualities, but please don’t hate me for them. We are kindred spirits so just love me!

Sending you hugs from Brooklyn. Just because you don’t see me or hear from me doesn’t mean I’m not here loving you.

Guady G.