Blurred Vision

Love is like the ocean And life is a little weird We never truly know a person Till we’re on the ground covered in their tears The sky is like a maze of ever-changing dreams The cold hard ground a shimmering mess Of dying human beings Our own earth of personal perception Defined by each,…

Metamorphosis

  New York City is a big reason as to who I am today. Growing up in NYC I never understood the fascination, to me it was just ” New York ” a very overpopulated city with huge buildings and a lot of money. I would look at the tourist in amusement over their fascination…

Parched

  I’m lost at sea parched.  Salty cracks on my skin decorating me with life’s rough patches of solitude in solidarity with my need for moister.  Inevitable thirst.  A drought, but not for water,  A thirst for you. Gabriela A Tejada ~Images Taken by Me~ Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved.  

Dismantling the old, constructing the New

Admiring the concrete and scaffolding of the ever changing and expanding streets of my forever home. No matter where I move, or where life takes me NYC is my home. Like the beautiful city of New York, I am Dismantling the old, and constructing the New. Gabriela A Tejada ❤ Pictures taken by Me Copyright…

Dessert Bliss

  Melt in your mouth good Covered in bliss Beautiful art works. Gabriela A Tejada ❤ Copyright © 2018 All Rights Reserved.

Photosynthesis

They redefined what the word Love meant. Removing the selfish, inserting the selfless. Love is the beauty of well planted and soaked roots of trust from seeds of the strongest Souls- Mated together in the richest of soils. Strengthened by this solar systems glowing Star of light soaked by the Heavens in Holy rain surrounded…

Tendencies 

…and today she stopped and stared, she’s admiring the cityscapes of her home. In that moment she admired the grandness and vastness of what the past ‘them’ and ‘they’ built. She decided not to take this moment for granted.   Humans have a tendency of stopping and accepting. Accepting pain, broken promises, heartache. Stopping right…

Our Power

Do you ever sit back and reread your writing? As I sit here today and reread my poems I become lost in the waves of emotions, and stories hidden within each line. They Feel so foreign to me. I can pinpoint exactly where I was, and why I wrote each poem, yet It feels so…

“Everything Happens for a Reason”

We tell ourselves “Everything happens for a reason.”, but do we really believe it? Is it just a coping mechanism we use in order to stay sane during pain and disbelief, or Is Destiny? Is it just humans need for comfort in the form of words Like a mantra, over and over again repeating these words…

The Ocean

Hurt People Hurt Others. Mending People Stop To Try To Understand. Whole People Smile At The World And Appreciate The Rotations Of The Everyday Motions. Some People Look At The Life Of A Wave As A It Crashes Against The Sandy Shores Of Coarse Reality As Disappointing. “Realistic” They’d Say. “Beautiful.”  She’d Say. The Unpredictability And Spontaneity…

Proud.

Today She Made Herself Proud. Gabriela Tejada ❤  

The Start of a New Book (Class of 2017)

…and she’s ready to close the chapter titled “Past” fingers on the pages of the next Chapter Chapter in the book titled  “Future” . On the eve of her Graduation she looks around Bittersweet she thought Proud she felt Ready she was. Let the light shine bright. Gabriela Tejada ❤