For me, poetry is one of the most profound and expressive forms of art, a living tapestry of words that dances between the sublime and the everyday. It possesses a unique power to elicit a wide spectrum of emotions and responses in those who contemplate it: from the gentle surrender of reverie to the lingering shadow of melancholy...”.

Poetry is both an intimate reflection of the spirit and a t...

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I would like to see a communion of beliefs,
sincere tolerance and respect for life

I would like to see hatred,
resentment, infamy and pain to disappear

I would like to see the streets stripped 
of dust, ashes and shadows

I would like to see in this fragile silence
that the fragor of the battles
were between pencils and not guns

I would like the hands of the clock 
to announce wit...

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Contemplate the moon moving slowly,
in its nightly stroll illuminates a thousand mirrors,
cautiously watching from afar
the misfortune that drags us mercilessly

Always above us,
on its long journey without destination 
it wonders: why is it so hard for people
to give even a crumb of affection?

It continues its journey, thinking of all those who pray for peace, while others, greedy only...

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An aged postcard of laughter in a mailbox, 
    a marble photograph in a picture frame 
    a sheet of zinc in a corner to sleep on,
        garbage to eat;
        faith runs without hope

In whose head is there peace,
    in the cell of the despot,
    or in freedom?
@Noris Roberts

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Youwill hear that the day is of pearls 
and the night a percussion of stars,
that the enemy's evil plays at misfortune
and sinks its claws into you when you least expect it

You will hear that the weapon of violence
is man's by nature, that the blue is just a line in the dawn

You will hear that there are voices that shriek with envy 
and pain is forever

You will hear that suffering ne...

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A nation flooded with laws is condemned by power,
which adapts and manipulates them
to its convenience and fancy
                                    Laws
A nation overburdened with laws is condemned
by the rulers who use them to control and punish
those who do not conform and do not accept to kneel

When the fate of the people
is placed in the hands of a few,
the lives of millions hang i...

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There is an age for foolishness and an age for wisdom.
Life is sometimes hard and teaches us lessons that we must learn.
    There is an age for every season.   
                                     There is an Age
There is an age to sleep a lot and another when the eyes do not close. Situations arise where nothing seems to make sense.
There is an age for foolishness and an age for wisdom.

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We do not laugh at the same things,
    nor do we cry for the same reasons,
        nor do we feel the same way
            or share the same dreams;
        we pursue different goals
    but we all, without exception,
go through life in search of happiness

So why do we still shackle others,
    restrict freedom, fight and even kill
        for ideas that are not even our own
    or cl...

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Through the pages of time,
    here or elsewhere,
        with enlightened peace,
            announces that man
        will now live with a smile,
    merging with all beings
like the tides of the sea

I long for the light of happiness,
    to remove impiety
    and find a new man
who smilingly brings happiness to others

Through the pages of time
    let a flag be unfurled
      ...

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Creatura knows no borders. In this issue we have the pleasure of introducing you to this wonderful Venezuelan poet, who gives us her poems from the other side of the pond that connects us. She is another great internautic (if I may use the word...) discovery. And now I "present" her to all of you. From Venezuela for Creatura, the great Noris Roberts.

- My friend Noris, who do you think is the b...

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Poetry is considered by many to be one of the most meaningful and expressive forms of art. It possesses the ability to evoke a wide range of emotions and responses from its audience, including reverie, melancholy, humor, and even anger.

By arousing such a variety of sensations, it is intimate yet universally relatable. 

This artistic discipline allows one to explore the aesthetic qualities...

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Come, kiss my lips
where words tremble 
and kisses are reborn

Come and leave it here
on the edge of my skin,
where desire melds with pleasure

Give it to me,
and let it fall like rain
that slips like a secret,
between my skin

Give it to me softly,
in this nightfall,
as I burn
and die for you

©Noris Roberts
 

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Write me with your ink on my body,
and the calligraphy of your lips

Make my back a canvas where your heartbeat dwells, 
and let each touch awaken
the echo of the beloved

Write me without words,
without voice, let your hands be the language
and the silence our verse

Let your breath be the spark that ignites the night,
and the fire that marks my flesh,
be memory of your touch

Let ...

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Tatjana Debeljački vs Noris Roberts Interview
 
Lawyer, writer, Peace Ambassador, and I also read that you are a designer?
Lawyer: Yes, I'm a lawyer and I’ve worked in my profession ever since I graduated from college.
It is very difficult to practice law in Venezuela because there is no real impartiality. Everything is very biased and politicized. Justice is not blind; it has eyes and a point...

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Through the pages of time,

here or elsewhere,

with enlightened peace,

announces that man

will now live with a smile,

merging with all beings

like the tides of the sea

I long for the light of happiness,

to remove impiety

and find a new man

who smilingly brings happiness to others

Through the pages of time

let a flag be unfurled

and let it be for...

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A nation flooded with laws is condemned by power, which adapts and manipulates them to its convenience and fancy

A nation overburdened with laws is condemned by the rulers who use them to control and punish those who do not conform and do not accept to kneel

When the fate of the people is placed in the hands of a few, the lives of millions hang in the balance, and the glow of nihilism and fe...

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I contemplate how the night darkens the journey

under the sky and over the earth;

the disappearing footprints

speak of indulgence...

The stars wither

and in the last stretch of life

abandons us in despair

Man is an enigma…

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With conscience and pain we see our world enmeshed

in deep  incomprehension and confusion,

filled with injustice,

fanaticism,

sadness,

greed,

unbridled ambition,

and indifference

We cry out for transformation,

pray for change,

our hope is that there will be a change

leaving everything behind,

but never forgetting the cruelty we've inflicted upon ourselves,

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Into the translucent silence,
above the heartbeat of the stars
and the flight of the seagulls,
I will return with the gentle sky 

Like the breeze that ruffles the forest
or the moon that peeks through the night, 
and no matter how autumn dies there will always be a spring,
in the same way I will return

On the thought that crosses time
and lives on from its balconies,
like the pollen ...

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Everything flees and returns,
everything subsists and vanishes,
everyone talks and no one listens

The night grows opaque with distress, 
ice and fire lash out drought 
against hope

Besieged by man,
the moonlight has ceased to appear; 
a world of muted landscapes
where sadness is perpetuated forever, 
that is to say death...

Souls are broken
and no one absorbs the pain of misery,
...

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My words emerge
from a desolate city 
that the kindly night welcomes
and in it they find their dwelling place

Words of enchantment 
never tire of sailing,
randomly searching for white clouds
or the fury of the sea

Words that beg spring
to bring peace instead of war
and write a song of forgiveness,
justice, freedom and most of all
an ode to love

Loose they go from flight to fligh...

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Today I turn away from disfigured words,
from closed doors 
from narrow and windowless nights
from those who are dedicated to tearing joy to pieces
for the sake of pleasure;
from constriction and sacrifice,
from men who destroy with their bullets,
from the trampling of the spirit,
from pain and injustice

As of today, I will search for the forests of April,
for fireflies that light the ...

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Oh, my homeland
I don't know how to define you,
whether it is your land or your people,
some abstract idea
or those who now are absent

Oh, my homeland
you died from lack of conscience,
an unusual detachment;
they sold your freedom for coins
that today do not even pay
your burial with of grace

Those of us who loved you
and in fact we still do,
are left in limbo,
in deep agony,
th...

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Everyone loves a story, 
whether it's made up or true,
the Pharisee commander, with his tongue,
was a master of this art

People looked forward to hearing him
when he went out to preach,
he would recite litanies for hours incessantly;
everyone applauded him endlessly

Stories well told by the Pharisee commander,
so elaborate that they were taken as the truth,
and bewitched people gave ...

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A creature is created,

a joy and a blessing to all;

God called her Woman,

Adam named her Eve,

which means she who gives life

Eve was guilty of taking a bite

of the forbidden fruit of the tree of good and evil;

Adam was tempted by her and that was the end of it all,

that was how Original Sin was born

That was the beginning and then came the rest,

a stigma tha...

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Vultures fly in perfect circles

and pretend we believe

they are white doves

bringing us peace

Foul-smelling scavengers

disguised as prominent politicians;

illiterate statesmen or authentic literati,

that never attended a single seminar

or even stepped in a University

but surely received and will show with much glee

their hard earned honorary doctorate degree

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The same as the child cries

when he loses his tempera

and his drawings

are left without landscapes

As the night cries when it waits

for the moon's glimmer and its silhouette

are missing

In the same way the sky cries

when the wind frays the blue

and its shades

Thus my eyes cry and they do not stop crying;

from so much crying,

lifeless amidst deaf c...

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She frolicked between two turquoises,

the sky the sea;

now, on the sandy beach,

in the envelope of a tear,

they see her dance

©Noris Roberts

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As of today

I'll only be in your memory,

a trunk full of remembrances

you’ll want to throwaway

and remove forever

imagining you’ll forget me

From today on

I'll just be an empty space in your bed

you cannot embrace

and my scent on your pillow

that you will not forget

Starting today

I'll only be

a worn out image in your dreams

that will hush the pa...

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Like a coin

tossed in the air,

chance will decide

whether I will land heads or tails

To have control is almost impossible,

when I think I'm at the top

someone incapable or enviously sick

comes from behind

and knocks me down to the ground

I get up smiling,

starting again;

leaving nothing half done,

that's how I face life;

even when insults rain down ...

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The blood of innocents spreads like a flood,

covering cities and fields

because a delirious egomaniac, without remorse,

needs to be named in history books

Cities and villages are turned into rubble

because a fiend, without remorse,

decides to restore an empire

Widows and orphans perambulate the streets

because a diminished despicable man,

without remorse or sha...

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It is not a fable or a fairy tale,

even a child could understand my plea

that is why I speak loudly and vehemently

I am outraged to see

how those who wield power,

supported by uniforms and boots

see us as nincompoops,

weaving narratives of a distorted history

as if nothing had been there

Their very accommodated stories

build paper monuments to their heroes o...

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How much harm is inflicted by ambition and power

that carrying war in itself,

sheds blood,

tears and grief

How little does evil and hatred care about

slaughtering children and elders

or the present and the future of a country

How absolutely insane may corruption and ego become

to smother, desolate and crush a garden

Ukraine, you have been orphaned,

but ...

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What does anyone know of my rebelliousness,

my tears of blood,

of the wounds of my thoughts?

What does anyone know

if my heart is a dreary and deep space,

if it is perfect or imperfect,

or a chaos of mirages?

What does anyone know

if my weeping has long strands,

whether my days are electric or serene,

or if I live an autumn of orphanhood?

Does anyone...

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With gloom I express what I can, 

not to do so will cause the demise of my soul;

sadness lacerates me like a dancing whip

To describe the incomprehensible in words is not easy,

to explain it is complicated,

to make it understandable is more difficult

People are slowly eliminated,

they agonize on a cross that has been erected for them;

hunger and disease spreads

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It's so simple to love me; 

just being beside me,

feeling the warmth of your hands,

your kisses melting on my lips

such as my letters melt

between ink and paper 

To love me is to share the prelude of my longings, 

your feverish caresses between kisses and dew, 

to see my dreams reflected in your eyes;

to hand me a rose, 

to whisper an I love you

To love m...

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Perhaps from a distance

my love is not strange to you;

this passion may be a punishment

and not even have the fortune to see you again

I look for you in my fingerprints

in indelible memories;

I discover that everything was a mistake

of bitter remembrances and misunderstandings

This long wait is a punishment that chokes me to death;

wishing to have you with me

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In silence I recall the encounter,

passion written in letters I still keep

and in a desolate corner of some dream

I embrace the loneliness I had to accept

Remember me in the depths of your thoughts, 

treasuring that moment

that without laid out rules,

I wrote my verses

of you next to me

In the nights most of all,

with joy and melancholy,

I am reminded of ...

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Perhaps from a distance

my love is not strange to you;

this passion may be a punishment

and not even have the fortune to see you again

I look for you in my fingerprints

in indelible memories;

I discover that everything was a mistake

of bitter remembrances and misunderstandings

This long wait is a punishment that chokes me to death;

wishing to have you with me

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I don't know if the poet's dreams are inert,

if dishonesty surpasses the truth

I don’t know If before that twilight

the hours paused 

and their shrieks burst out

I grope my way along the road,  

finding a dungeon at every step;

the voice of hatred surrounds me like fire

taking root very close to me...

I don't know what I want to be and for what;

in what...

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Freedom screams on the back of my words

demanding more than just a numb text...

A nation succumbs decapitated during years;

suffocated by discouragement piled on their path,

mocked for their sorrows, sufferings

and the blood they shed

The perverse, without mercy,

brandish a sharp iron,

ceaselessly striking the cheeks of the innocent...

tearing souls apart,

c...

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Like a raging gale, 

sunset burns me up when memories  

cast me into the subconscious of pleasure

Fire embraces me, 

the sky of your kisses flash on my lips;

chained by the smell of your breath

and it is not possible to caress you with my hands

Tie me to your heartbeat, 

to sin, until I am hypnotized by passion

Alas, grant me at least the dry leaves of you...

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You left a particle of amber, the most beautiful,

at the first touch of my lips

The sweetness, the source of your breath,

I felt joy and began living; 

I drank the gentle breeze of your kisses

on a winter's night

Something divine, transfigured,

drawn without words;

the glory of being in your arms 

We shared the sky at night and honey at dawn,

for betwee...

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Here I find myself thinking about what I have always said: human beings are fragile and things can and will change in a blink of an eye.

As if things were not complicated enough in our beaten-up world; the terrible and endless civil war in Syria, the provocative bravado of North Korea, the continuous fights and rants of Trump with allies and adversaries, Putin's permanent interference in everyt...

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What you were,

what you embraced

and I discovered

When we were,

or so I thought,

overflowed my imagination

thinking I loved you

You could be the twilight in my dreams,

the breath of my words,

the taste of my mornings, 

everything I've longed for,

but you quickly forgot me

It's hard not to feel the imprint of your conquest,

just thinking of it m...

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Just as the wind barges in,

seeping into nature,

I feel a sudden breeze wrap me up in sadness

Shattered by the dead weight of indifference, 

I fall like a leaf from a shaken tree

I descend into an abyss where time no longer exists; 

only emptiness and fear

The night pulls me down,

I find myself in a net of darkness,

immersed in my childhood memories,

li...

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What it is that makes me love you,
in this inexplicable connection,
that while you sleep I would abduct your heart?

What it is that makes me love you?

Without offering anything, only these nights of memories,
you to enter into my body silently,
reincarnated in the monologue of my dreams

I would die for a kiss from you, if necessary...
a kiss on the tenuous thread of dawn,
there clos...

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I will begin by pointing out that this is not intended to be a partisan political statement, to offend or attack anyone in particular. I write and express what I feel and observe, as a simple citizen. I intend to declare my pain and astonishment seeing that my country is being systematically destroyed and its people humiliated and decimated. In the last 2 years nearly 4 million have emigrated, not...

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In silence my tears whisper agonizing words

Tears that have names, faces,

wounds saturated with lies;

the ignored pain of indifference

that becomes ungrateful before my eyes

nullifying what I wish to achieve...

It's not like I crossed this threshold because I wanted to,

it’s the false truth of a world of injustice,

sinking in a mud of mirage,

in indolence…

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I blossomed like delighted rain among your waters

soaked in delirium between the sheets

Hours passed...

sleeplessness rose…

the sweetest kiss traveled through the warm skin of my body

you laid upon me the whole universe

I was the fruit of your passion

The delight, the glory; an arsenal within you, inside me

afterwards calmness,

calm after being in your hands...

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