"Paths of memories" offers a deep, fascinating look into the minds of two young authors, Yves S. Bruno and Manel Desvallons, and shines on life's many surprises, experiences, stages and emotions through words. With vivid metaphors and powerful verses, this collection of poetry will leave you in awe and it's a must-have for anyone who appreciates, values and respects the power of words. Yves and Manel beautifully transmute their inner voices into stories in verses in a way that separates them from other young authors. So, take a walk through the Paths of Memories and let your mind, heart and soul find refuge under the mighty wings of words.
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Paths of Memories
"Paths of Memories" is a new poetry book that I collaborated on with a very good friend of mine, Yves Bruno. We've been working on this project for awhile now, and we're extremely excited that it's finally published. The book is divided into two parts:
Life in the Rearview is still in Motion by Yves S. Bruno
Age of Ashes by Manel Desvallons
Everyone can relate to at least one of the poems. And I promise, you won't be disappointed!
Home is crazy
Pop is in another country
Mommy resides in New York,
While her son saddens in the dark,
Influenced by the local violence,
So scared, he keeps his silence.
He cries within,
But no help came from the outside.
He tries reaching out for his dream,
Hard for a young,black teen with no pride
He loses faith
His life goes dark
Help comes too late,
As his own bullet penetrates his heart.
--- Yves S Bruno
Heart of Words
As a young man, I fell in love with words
And when i sruggle under the weight of the world,
I always turn to words for strength and comfort.
In my moments of despair, words sing to me
When i lose my reasons, words become my only truth
Writing is my salvation.
Writing is my savior.
Writing keeps me on the right path,
And inject a sense of purpose and humility in my mind.
With words by my side,
I am immortalized
I can touch the wind
Push back the waves
Hold down the tides
And travel through time.
Today, i sing the glory of words
And tomorrow when i die,
I know i'll still be alive
Because my words will stay behind,
And to remind the present of my kind,
After my time.
Beyond my time.
--- Manel Desvallons