My name is Pablo, a financial supervisor who became single recently. I am a father of two teenagers and in a long-distance relationship with a lovely woman from the other side of the globe. Since I was young (I’m in my mid fifties now), I had a passion for writing poems. I always hoped to become a song lyrics writer, so I began to compose verses from a variety of topics. I would write about the joy of being in love or the frustration that heartbreak will cause. About feeling rebellious, wild and free; or grounding myself to the tough realities of a life marked by limitations. Everything in my environment became a source of inspiration (and still does).

My works have been hidden in a binder for years. I hope that one day I can find a way to publish them. I used to dream that my hobby would reach the masses, and everyone would enjoy and approve the product of my inspiration. I believed that there was a possibility of having this as a way of living. Real life kicked in. The dreams of becoming a writer were just shoved into the fading memories of a bucket list that got spilled a long time ago.

I’ve been working in a financial institution for thirty years. My basic family life has been a dictionary definition. A nuclear family of four; a house with a mortgage; a little car to commute to school and work; loans and credit cards to finance vacations or emergencies; a nine to five life to ensure a future that should have been great.

Life takes funny turns and suddenly I’m back to ground zero. I mean, I still have all the above (except the marriage), but the time to regain my passion for writing is back and now filled with years of lifelong experiences. My expectations here in Medium is that readers from every part of the world will discover and enjoy my poems. Finding success within this will be my ultimate redemption.

I thank all the readers that are joining me on this adventure. Your following, comments, reads and claps are immensely welcome.