A dynamic blog exploring diverse topics close to my heart, particularly those related to the LGBTQIA+ community. Dive in to discover what sparks your curiosity and ignites your passion. Keep reading and enjoy!
I started JG Poems with the goal of offering readers insight into my thoughts and experiences.
What I started as weekly posts has become a dynamic site packed with information on various topics that are close and important to me especially the LGBTQIA+ community.
Take your time to explore the blog and see for yourself what makes you curious and excited.
On the loom of life we embroider the essence, weaving threads of empowerment with patience. Each step, a dance of acceptance, where the flower of resilience blooms.
Acceptance, lighthouse that lights the way, where differences are our divine destiny. In the tangle of life we weave strength, a song of unity, a symphony of nobility.
Resilience, the force that makes us strong, In the face of storms and challenges, we are inert rainbows. In the echo of time we leave our essence, living poetry of empowerment and intense acceptance.
Take your time to explore the blog and see for yourself what makes you curious and
excited. Keep reading and enjoy!
I've asked myself questions, seeking to see, trying to grasp what’s hidden from me. And a hurricane within me cries, shouting aloud: "Where are You when my soul sighs?" Each morning, Your love pours over me, e...
Me he hecho tantas preguntas sin hallar razón, intentando entender mi propia aflicción. Y un huracán en mi voz estalla, gritándote: "¿Dónde estás cuando el miedo me calla?" En este momento tu consuelo me hace t...
In the abyss of your arms, I dive without escape, where passion is a fire that consumes me without end. Your smile is a beacon that lights up my darkness, and your gaze, a sea that pulls me with its tide. But ...
En el abismo de tus brazos, me sumerjo sin remedio, donde la pasión es un fuego que me consume sin cesar. Tu sonrisa es un faro que ilumina mi oscuridad, y tu mirada, un mar que me arrastra con su marea. Pero ...
In rooms of memories and pain, Where wilted flowers fade without love's refrain, There were times when death seemed a refuge true, An escape from desolation that consumed me anew. But now, with distance and th...
En habitaciones de recuerdos y dolor, Donde flores marchitas se desvanecen sin amor, Hubo veces que la muerte parecía un refugio, Un escape de la desolación que me consumía. Pero ahora, con la distancia y la l...
In the garden of memories, where flowers wither and die, Two broken souls met, with hearts that bleed and cannot deny. She, with green eyes like hope, dimmed by pain and sorrow, He, with blue eyes like the sea,...
En el jardín de los recuerdos, donde las flores se marchitan y mueren, dos almas rotas se encontraron, con corazones que sangran y no pueden detenerse. Ella, con ojos verdes como la esperanza, apagados por ...
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