Footprint

Everyone of us is a footprint

People will step on us

Some will look down to us for a glance

Some will just ignore it
Mascarenhas, 3/2018

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“A Very Small Boat”

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This ocean is very wide

And I am a very small boat

From this shoreline I look

The waves sometimes slam with anger

The waves sometimes are silent and do not care at all

Listen to the singing wind

Sometimes it screams

Sometimes it whispers

Seeing the farewell of the sun

Remaining with myself’s company in a solitude

I am a boat, a very small one and alone.

Lecidere, April 2016

 

“A Very Small Boat” https://medium.com/@vitaliaze/a-very-small-boat-c766fbd7654b

To My Fellow Women

International-Womens-Day

To my fellow women

We are

resilient

Courageous

Optimistic

Persistent

Ingenious

Creative

Inspirational

Motivational

Mobilize

Liable

Loving

Nurturing

Encouraging

Hardworking

Inquisitive

Affectionate

Furious

Grumpy

Stirring

Singing

Screaming

Laughing

Crying

Falling down

Rising up again

Pretty

Extraordinary!

We are

the women

Daughter

sister

Elder sister

Only–daughter

Girl

Wife

Mother

We exist for a great meaning!

Do not be afraid!

Keep moving ahead!

 

Dili, 8 March 2018

Happy International Women’s Day.

Blind Lover

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I was blind when I met you

I could not see how bad or good looking you were

All I could do was feeling you in my touch

Listening to your voices, your laugh, your sigh

In my blindness, I had painted you beautifully in my mind

I loved to be with you every day, every hour, every minute

Coz every moment with you was magical

I forgot the whole world

Everytime you called my name

Then a yard of spring flowers blossomed in my heart

Butterflies flies upon the flowers everytime you kissed me

That feeling called ‘love’ blossomed wildly there

I was extremely happy

My blindness was nothing with you being mine

Then one day my eyes could see

I looked for you, you were nowhere to find

My world turned dark

As I could see it clearly now

There is no you, nor your love

I was blind so did my love to you.

 

VZ

Dili, 19/02/2018

 

 

 

 

 

Ginger Tea

 

 

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My love is like a ginger tea

Though I have taken the ginger out

Its taste remains

and I felt so hard to spill it out

Though I could

Because it is not the will of the tea to be mixed with ginger

Thus, even though I do no like it

I have to sip it till the last drop.

VZ,

Dili, 15/1/2018

 

The Sky of Tonight is Gloomy

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Beloved…

Look up to the sky

That sky of tonight is gloomy

No stars… no moon

Only darkness wraps the heart

That trembles of longing for you so much

Do you also feel it?

Beloved…

The seat beside me is empty

As it waits for your shadow to fill in

Together, we would face the coldness of the night’s wind

We would be talking again

About all those unfinished feelings
We would be witnessing again

How the tremor of this longing had shaken us

We would be unifying the tremble of our hearts

Into a most solid and tightest embrace

We would be sharing the magnificence together for tonight

In a sweetest kiss ever

You and me, together we would be wrapping our souls with this warmth

You and me, together we would be looking up to this night’s gloomy sky

But…

How can all this happen if you do not come along?

Beloved…

The sky of tonight is gloomy

So does my heart.

VZ, Lospalos, January 3rd, 2017.

Honesty is Very Expensive!

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Honesty is very expensive!
To be honest in a truth is very costly
As you walk according to the counsel of truth
You will get insults, hatred
People say ‘how arrogant you are, how stupid you are, how you do not know anything.
Step aside!’
‘Do not you be so self-righteous! Do not you be so sanctimonious!
Let the lies rule over everything to go smoothly!
Who are you to confront?

Really my brothers and sisters …
Lying is cheap and easy and keeps everything go smooth
We are sweet to each other
We call each other ‘friends’
But who wants to punish his heart to death?
Is it you or me?


My brothers and sisters…
Honesty for the truth is expensive
But it is the one who gives freedom of life!

 

VZ, March 24, 2016

WHO DO YOU SAY I AM?

Tetum-English Translated poem ‘Ba o, Ha’u Ne’e Se?’

Thou asked me

‘Who do you say I am?’

I fell silent. I looked around.

I heard people called Thou with great names.

Peter also called Thou with a great name. Then Thou smiled.

Yet Thou still looked at me, then asked me, though;

‘Who do you say I am?’

I blankly looked at Thou, and then replied;

‘I do not know yet. Because until now, I continue seeking to know about who Thou are.’

VZ, Villa-Verde, February 23th  017