It didn’t last
Yet tethered to the past
Gripping shreds
Accepting crumbs to pacify this rumble
Knowing I deserve a feast
Yet I continue to fast
With much love Guady G
Why do we know what we deserve and yet continue to settle for less? Some attachments seem to transcend this realm. Was that person our significant other in another lifetime? Are we awake and they have forgotten the bond? Why do certain small treats placate more than entire banquets? Continue to ponder or just enjoy?
This pang for your words that soothe me
Finding comfort in my most treasured book
Words that spread widely on the last read page
A place meticulously highlighted
Gently gliding a finger remembering what was.
Give me your words and quiesce me once more
Love Guady G
Sending hugs from Brooklyn
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
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?
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
Fluidity 