Poetry

By: Dionisio de Jesus Lopes The hypocrites prophets in my land Considering authors of the past crisis Everyone loses moral conscience To show peace in my land.   My

By: Dionsio de Jesus Lopes   Distinct eyes blinks The mind overflows Unrest voice whispers Moon shines! Feeling electrifies… Heart floods uncontrollably! Hands and legs tremble Speechless voice calms

By: Dionisio de Jesus Lopes Dad! In my universe, you’re a bright shining star, Your rocket toes remind me. It inspires me when you hear me, when I watch

By: Dionisio de Jesus Lopes A man is alone standing under a tree. He puts his back on its trunks with one foot also on it. His mind is

DILI, 21 march 2022 (TATOLI) – The writer and Director of the Centers for the Study of Culture and Arts (CECA) at the Universidade Nacional Timor Lorosa’e (UNTL), Vicente

By: Dionisio de Jesus Lopes Mom! You’re like an ever-burning candle. Your sacrifice, devotion, love and tears, Always be my strength and courage in my darkness days and nights.

Poetry By: Dionisio de Jesus Lopes Deep in my heart, you are engraved With all the memories I can’t forget You made a life here in my heart Through

Poetry By:  Dionisio de Jesus Lopes   Millions of bones have purchased you, Millions of bloodsheds have showered you, Millions of shelters and crowns were banished, My bloody land,

Poetry By: Dionisio de Jesus Lopes   Millions of bones have purchased you, Millions of bloodsheds have showered you, Millions of shelters and crowns were banished, My bloody land,

Poetry By: Dionisio de Jesus Lopes   From a modest and humble family you were born, Being a person with proper culture you remained, Constantly you learned truly by