"Tales for The Ones in Love"

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Poem - "Reach Out To Your Dreams" by Chimezie Ihekuna (Nigeria)

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Reach Out To Your Dreams

It’s not an easy feat;

Considering the world we live in;

Full of distractions and discouragements

It’s not what you should give into;

Considering the aspirations you’ve always had;

Full of life and purpose

It’s not out of place to look into your perception;

Considering the fact that it’s where your dreams are first pictures

Full of desired revelation and fulfillment

So, see them happening

By finding them in your perception

Reach out to them: meaning…

Reach out to your dreams

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Please sent us your work (poem or short story) to our Literary Contest "Nature 2018-2019"

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Nov18

Remember our Literary Contest "Nature 2018-2019"

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Dear Friends,

Here is our Literary Contest:

https://talesforlove.blogs.sapo.pt/literary-contest-soon-nature-75427?utm_source=posts&utm_content=1542838166

Please sends us your valuable work.

A poem to all poets by Mr. Ben, Chimezie Ihekuna.

In his Book "The Array of Thoughts"

Loving My Poetry

I love my poetry

That’s our matrimony

I treat her like my wife

That’s why our union has no strife!

How?

The praises of her virtues I’ve Poured

Her excesses of words I’ve taken Out

She made known our undying love through her Emotions

Everything about her has been a reflection of her Reality

She has been a success through her Yearning

In a nutshell, loving my poetry is loving my Poured Out Thoughts

My Poured Out Thoughts are made possible through the reality of my yearning.

Thanks.

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Anthology "Nature 2018"

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The Anthology "Nature 2018" is available here:

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/883858

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Ago18

With extreme weather phenomena, all over the world, our care for nature seems to be totally justified. This August: why not be careful and put all the plastic in the dustbin? why not think of the best way to use technology without harming nature? May poetry inspire us.

Fragility - Corina Savu (Romania)

Waves break through the shore

flooding the banks with tears.

Under the eyelids, pray lost its sound

And music is just a fad and broken sound

that separetes the worlds.

It's raining...

With tears from the sky

Over lonely souls,

Traveling to dusk

From the heights of suffering

With a final "burning" embrace

What's left after the gray rains fall,

...backwards...

from the soul to the forehead,

from the earth from which the life went down to heaven?

We gather broken wings...

in fact, there are only piles of ash, but

we lie that we are still alive,

that we still feel,

that we have not yet lost our way or His hand.

Ah, it's raining...

With tears that washed away sins

Over dried hearts,

Traveling from fire

Into eternal peace

With fragile wings.

The Book “BEING HAPPY: 10 Keys to Unlock Overflowing Joy in Everyday Living” by Janice Almond

This is a book with a clear purpose: to help people be happy. He looks ahead to the obstacles that keep us from reaching the goal of happiness and proposes a way to circumvent them. A serious work that is worth reading.

Available in:

https://www.amazon.com/BEING-HAPPY-Overflowing-Everyday-Grateful-ebook/dp/B07FS9CF5Q/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&qid=1532900094&sr=8-7&keywords=being+happy

Our e-book Anthology "Nature 2017-2018"

The Anthology "Nature 2017-2018" is already available here:

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/883858

Enjoy.

Jul18

2nd July 2018 - Poetry and translation

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This month we present the translation of two poems by Brazilian poets.

First the poem by Ricardo de Souza, mentioning a positive world made of love and peace, regardless the duties, doubts and uncertainties...

Yes, always yes, by Ricardo de Souza

I live in the world of duties, doubts, uncertainties, taxes,
I live in the world of wars, of individualism, with lack of ideas,
I live in the world of beautiful landscapes, kind people, balance, love and peace,
I live in the world where complaining does not solve,
I come to this world with the poor purpose of leaving the little knowledge I know,
I come to this world with the duty of change, innovation, vision of the future for the quality of life of many,
I come to leave my name written in the memory of those I can reach.

The same poem in Portuguese:

Sim, Sempre Sim

Vivo no mundo de deveres, dúvidas, incertezas, impostos,

Vivo no mundo de guerras, de individualismo, afogado na pobreza de espírito,

Vivo no mundo de paisagens bonitas, pessoas bondosas, equilíbrio, amor e paz,

Vivo no mundo aonde reclamar não resolve,

Venho a este mundo com o pobre objetivo de deixar o pouco conhecimento que sei,

Venho a este mundo com o dever de mudança, inovação, visão de futuro em prol da qualidade de vida de muitos,

Venho deixar o meu nome escrito na memória dos que eu puder alcançar.

A poem by the Brazilian poet Maria Coquemala.

MY SOUL

Light, my soul gets free and grows.
My soul that has never been so joyful,
who abandons this departing body.
       My soul transcends, advances in space ...
       Driven by the wings of desire, go to the infinite ...
       My soul goes through the rainbow.
       and is painted with the colors of joy.
All the painful memories are erased.
Silence for ever the voices of longing,
of sorrow, of pain, of suffering.
      They reveal themselves to my soul,
      the secrets of the Universe ...
      There are no unanswered questions.
      There is no longer body, agony and death.
And my whole soul, without cuts,
fulfill all my fantasies.
Reason and feeling merge in harmony.
     My walking soul advances in infinity
     unraveling paths in eternity.

Note: in the book "Pulsar" (2015), All Print Editora, São Paulo, Brazil

Original in Portuguese:

MINHA ALMA

Leve, minha alma se liberta e cresce.
Minha alma que nunca esteve tão alegre,
que abandona este corpo que se esvai.
      Minha alma transcende, avança no espaço...
      Levada pelas asas do desejo, ruma ao infinito...
      Minha alma atravessa o arco-íris
      e se pinta com as cores da alegria.
Apagam-se todas as lembranças doloridas.
Silenciam para sempre as vozes da saudade,
da tristeza, da dor, do sofrimento.
     Vão-se revelando à minha alma,
     os segredos todos do Universo...
     Já não há perguntas sem respostas.
     Já não há corpo, agonia e morte.
E a minha alma inteira, sem recortes,
realiza todas as minhas fantasias.
Razão e sentimento se fundem em harmonia.
    Minha alma andarilha avança no infinito
    desvendando veredas na eternidade.