Dói o peito

by Karla   Jun 20, 2020

at last
i can feel again.

and it hurts to see
the words crawling
after meaning: like reptiles
because everything i have
is what i pretend to say.

i have walked beneath fire.
(my bitter skin,
my map of reality,
my sad route)

time challenges us
and the sun confuses me more
but i remain rude,
and losing track of
my ignored depths.

you know, i have tried to bleed poetry
in front of invisible people.
( i swear i have)
but a friend died,
a neighbour died
a colleague died,
a country died.

someone might have
thanked me for more
one attempt
as something traveled through
my sleepless.surnburnt heart.

i fell upwards.
my spiteful muse and
our unseen guilty

i'm below
the equator line:
i have permission
to tembrace pain with care
( we are used to it)
reframing myself
in front of respectful people.
but where até they now?

Karla bardanza


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  • 1 year ago

    by BOB GALLO

    There are everywhere. Need to grow special vision to see them my beautiful friend.

    What a beautiful heartfelt piece, It obvious you suffered. I know it all along because you made yourself unavailable to poetry.

    Welcome back dear Karla. Unfortunately after 16 years here, do to the grudge of administration against me, I do not have status to nominate this . I hope the others do


  • 1 year ago

    by Rania Moallem

    OMG what is your definition of a decent poem, if not this ? Can someone please nominate or pin this to the site! KARLA. This is very creative, very touching, very sad and yet very authentic. Your words flowed so well, the wording is flawless and the emotional openness just gave me goosebumps.

    <3 i love u <3 what a way to come back!!

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