Verawati Calmer
Bio
a prose, poetry and essay writer to create a new world of love, light and magic
sharing my most intimate writings coming from my deepest emotions and curiosities about heartbreaking experiences combined with messages of hope and love
Stories (14/0)
The search for the missing pieces of the universe
It always was about writing. The way my fingers moved on my keyboard, the sound, the creation of a new blog, a new writing. All coming from me. At first it felt like meditation and an hour later I finished a nice article for the internet. Now it’s so much more with so many possibilities. The last ten years I was so busy exploring myself with the new trends like YouTube, Instagram and TikTok and having those kinds of media is important for your business, but my main business is still writing. I’m happy I know, but still I guess I am finding a way to go back in time. Not to escape today, but to reflect on my choices and how I perceived the world.
By Verawati Calmer9 months ago in Writers
The greatest starlights: time to find your inner role model
Rebel Jacky As a young girl I was mesmerized by the ruling supermodels of that time. Cindy Crawford. Eva Evangelista, Karen Mulder, Claudia Schiffer, Naomi Campbell, Kate Moss. Those were just a few of the ruling ladies of the catwalk. Their faces covered magazines like Vogue, Elle, Vanity Fair and Harper's Bazaar. Magazines I couldn’t even buy. Sometimes I just almost lived in bookstores to flip through those magazines I couldn’t afford. Perhaps that’s where my passion for writing comes from. Another way to be part of the extraordinary world of the ladies of my imagination.
By Verawati Calmer9 months ago in Writers
The me to heal
All this time I am looking for love to soften the wounded piece of me. For a love so warm it can destroy this awful feeling that has been growing inside of me since they touched me. A love so fierce it can burst the pain I carry with me all this time, but it’s never enough. There is no love that can destroy and burst. There is no love that can heal the scars in my soul. The existence of this love is not out there. It’s within. It’s me who has to do it. Who has to love me, heal me, forgive me for letting them when I was too small and fragile. Now I’ve become this fierce creature who survives every time, who doesn’t scare from darkness and hurt, but dares to face it and say: I will live. I will love. It will pass.
By Verawati Calmer2 years ago in Poets
The promise of tenderness
I will never lose my faith in the wild where we came from. I will never forget the tenderness of the original days I’ve spent alone. They can’t question my wishes coming from the doubts and fears I feel so deep inside for so long. They can’t keep me away from the first spirits I was destined to meet while being so small. No, I will never let go of the loyalty to the ones who never asked for the change we needed to embrace against all odds. I will keep fighting for what is real inside all of us. Our grief, our pain, our love for the spirits we were supposed to be and I will try to find endlessly.
By Verawati Calmer2 years ago in Poets
