Our Dance

Dance with me in the moonlight

Take my hand

Curve my spine with your hand a-slight!

Swirl on the beats

Gently but strong following the feet

Maintain the lines

Forming a whole is what you seek!

Lengthen the step

More complex it will get

Free the spirit

Unleash your regret!

Take this dance further up

See those eyes around you stare

Awe and spellbound, will they dare?

One step to the next

Clear the way, this is a concept

To lead so they follow

Into the depths so hollow!

A poem by Chriselda Barretto

From her book – Must Love Poetry

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Truth, it be told!

Learned was that race, the blessed

Consciousness teaching on a miniscule

Awaiting sunrise and sunset to prove!

Then they came, they saw and conquered

Kings of emptiness, thinking they be matured.

Far from it, further from the skies above

Digging deeper into their materialistic encode.

Truth, it will now emerge

Engrained in every sand of earth

Blossoms of hope round the corner

Wait for it, it will divinely devour!

A poem by Chriselda Barretto

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Writing again…Sound Interesting?

Candy Mum

Living in this fast paced world, Cece was well set up. Having tried out and not succeeding at the marriage circuit twice, she had given up hope on the philosophy of being monogamous. This time around, she would choose freedom and a life of fun. Her kids, Steff and Steven were teenagers now and quite self-sufficient. So open-mindedly hoping for a clearer, happier path ahead, she decided this was going to be her game plan from now on. It couldn’t hurt to try another lifestyle… after all we all have just one life to live… so let’s live large!!

He is obsessed with her and he will not stop until he makes her ‘HIS’! She belongs to him alone or he would kill for it. He knows what she doesn’t know yet… that she loves him!

Game on…
You play the detective here and you decide who ‘HE’ is!

The Sub-Space : 1

Come join me on my first series of flash fiction + narrative poetry

The Sub-Space

Every week I will let you in on more…follow the story right here on my blog: “chriselda.blog

Have fun and Enjoy!…


The heat pressed on her skin

like a sheet of steamed vapour.

Her forehead felt the rush of cool air,

as a light breeze danced on by.

There was a sudden gush of wind,

Reana felt it enclose all around her.

It seemed to gather momentum…

Her ears felt a strange sort of humming,

like an alarm ringing in the far distance!

She blanked out,

Reana realised that her mind stood still…

No thoughts, just nothingness,

like a vacuum stuck on pause!

That alarm kept getting louder now,

its reverberations now crawling into her bloodstream.

Something compelled her to look up,

and what she saw scared her!

In a sudden switch of time,

everything seemed frozen in front of her.

Leaves swaying before, now hung loosely in the air.

People around her stood static,

their expressions blanked out,

as they stood in this placid, unmoving state.

Silence enveloped her, creating an eerie subspace!

She tried calling out…

“Hello”….her voice echoed,

creating ripples of sound, emanating from her lips!

But she could move and feel,

she lifted her hands,

they were covered in a thick black substance!

Rubbing her hands profusely,

she tried to get it off.

But she couldn’t….

It was too thick…sticky and greasy!

What was happening??

Many questions were filling up her mind and fast…

She heard it then, loud and clear,

as if from right behind her.

All her senses activated,

the pores of her skin shouting out to run…

A nasty, vicious growl growing louder,

she even felt it approaching her.

Would she dare?

She started turning around slowly….

© Chriselda Barretto

Eat, pray, weep…?

Shelter from heat
Is that all we seek?

Wishing on a passing cloud
Is that all that holds benefitting clout?

Sing in my praise, before they sleep
Eat, pray, weep…is that the order of the sheep?

Come on by with a wistful must
Shatter those chains of an aged past
Unwilling though…you still find trust!

For look ahead, far deep into the light
A challenging sword, in all its might
Clearing boundaries…all around, left and then right
Herein lies my evergreen, vengeful delight!

A poem by Chriselda Barretto

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