Leonardo Silva
@alinguadopulsar.bsky.social
Poet, teacher, dreamer - Debut poetry book The (Pulsing) Language (of a Pulsar) out now! DM me for orders!
The wait is over. It’s here.
My book The (Pulsing) Language (of a Pulsar) has landed — hot off the press and already humming with meaning.
💫 Bilingual. Multimedia. 10 years in the making.
My book The (Pulsing) Language (of a Pulsar) has landed — hot off the press and already humming with meaning.
💫 Bilingual. Multimedia. 10 years in the making.
August 4, 2025 at 9:54 AM
The wait is over. It’s here.
My book The (Pulsing) Language (of a Pulsar) has landed — hot off the press and already humming with meaning.
💫 Bilingual. Multimedia. 10 years in the making.
My book The (Pulsing) Language (of a Pulsar) has landed — hot off the press and already humming with meaning.
💫 Bilingual. Multimedia. 10 years in the making.
🎧 Before your lips part — desire gathers, time twists, and the world teeters on the edge of a kiss.
A poem turned into song (via SUNO) and video (via Kapwing).
What does that moment before connection feel like to you?
#PoetryReel #BeforeYourLipsPart #SunoAI
A poem turned into song (via SUNO) and video (via Kapwing).
What does that moment before connection feel like to you?
#PoetryReel #BeforeYourLipsPart #SunoAI
July 26, 2025 at 11:03 AM
🎧 Before your lips part — desire gathers, time twists, and the world teeters on the edge of a kiss.
A poem turned into song (via SUNO) and video (via Kapwing).
What does that moment before connection feel like to you?
#PoetryReel #BeforeYourLipsPart #SunoAI
A poem turned into song (via SUNO) and video (via Kapwing).
What does that moment before connection feel like to you?
#PoetryReel #BeforeYourLipsPart #SunoAI
🎭 New reel: A…’s Gravestone Inscription
Written in 2003, after a personal loss. I composed the music and recited it.
It’s about mourning, memory, and the fatalism of love’s departure.
Let the curtains fall.
#poetry #videopoetry #spokenword #mourning #leonardolopesdasilva
Written in 2003, after a personal loss. I composed the music and recited it.
It’s about mourning, memory, and the fatalism of love’s departure.
Let the curtains fall.
#poetry #videopoetry #spokenword #mourning #leonardolopesdasilva
June 16, 2025 at 11:07 AM
🎭 New reel: A…’s Gravestone Inscription
Written in 2003, after a personal loss. I composed the music and recited it.
It’s about mourning, memory, and the fatalism of love’s departure.
Let the curtains fall.
#poetry #videopoetry #spokenword #mourning #leonardolopesdasilva
Written in 2003, after a personal loss. I composed the music and recited it.
It’s about mourning, memory, and the fatalism of love’s departure.
Let the curtains fall.
#poetry #videopoetry #spokenword #mourning #leonardolopesdasilva
“Some decisions feel like tearing yourself in half.
Fission (dacision) decision is about the quiet violence of staying too long—
and the trembling courage it takes to finally let go.”
#LettingGo #HealingThroughArt #FissionDecision #VideoPoem #IndieMusic #EmotionalAlchemy
Fission (dacision) decision is about the quiet violence of staying too long—
and the trembling courage it takes to finally let go.”
#LettingGo #HealingThroughArt #FissionDecision #VideoPoem #IndieMusic #EmotionalAlchemy
May 13, 2025 at 11:17 AM
“Some decisions feel like tearing yourself in half.
Fission (dacision) decision is about the quiet violence of staying too long—
and the trembling courage it takes to finally let go.”
#LettingGo #HealingThroughArt #FissionDecision #VideoPoem #IndieMusic #EmotionalAlchemy
Fission (dacision) decision is about the quiet violence of staying too long—
and the trembling courage it takes to finally let go.”
#LettingGo #HealingThroughArt #FissionDecision #VideoPoem #IndieMusic #EmotionalAlchemy
UNNECESSARY PRESCRIPTION
Not a cure. A craving.
This poem?
Written in caffeine, lust, and insomnia.
My voice. My music. My plea.
Love me back to life.
#poetrybluesky #spokenword #emotionalart #darkromanticism #videopoem #artasmedicine #lovehurts #originalmusic #creativeexpression #poetryperformance
Not a cure. A craving.
This poem?
Written in caffeine, lust, and insomnia.
My voice. My music. My plea.
Love me back to life.
#poetrybluesky #spokenword #emotionalart #darkromanticism #videopoem #artasmedicine #lovehurts #originalmusic #creativeexpression #poetryperformance
May 5, 2025 at 9:37 PM
UNNECESSARY PRESCRIPTION
Not a cure. A craving.
This poem?
Written in caffeine, lust, and insomnia.
My voice. My music. My plea.
Love me back to life.
#poetrybluesky #spokenword #emotionalart #darkromanticism #videopoem #artasmedicine #lovehurts #originalmusic #creativeexpression #poetryperformance
Not a cure. A craving.
This poem?
Written in caffeine, lust, and insomnia.
My voice. My music. My plea.
Love me back to life.
#poetrybluesky #spokenword #emotionalart #darkromanticism #videopoem #artasmedicine #lovehurts #originalmusic #creativeexpression #poetryperformance
MOON GAZING
A poem I wrote under the spell of the moon.
A photograph by @madlenduderstedt that feels like a dream remembered from another life.
We didn’t plan the magic. We just let it happen.
She gave my words a body. I gave her image a voice.
you supernova, you revolyutsiya, you eva.
A poem I wrote under the spell of the moon.
A photograph by @madlenduderstedt that feels like a dream remembered from another life.
We didn’t plan the magic. We just let it happen.
She gave my words a body. I gave her image a voice.
you supernova, you revolyutsiya, you eva.
April 14, 2025 at 1:20 PM
MOON GAZING
A poem I wrote under the spell of the moon.
A photograph by @madlenduderstedt that feels like a dream remembered from another life.
We didn’t plan the magic. We just let it happen.
She gave my words a body. I gave her image a voice.
you supernova, you revolyutsiya, you eva.
A poem I wrote under the spell of the moon.
A photograph by @madlenduderstedt that feels like a dream remembered from another life.
We didn’t plan the magic. We just let it happen.
She gave my words a body. I gave her image a voice.
you supernova, you revolyutsiya, you eva.
Toxic love feels holy… until it doesn’t.
This is my latest poem & sound piece.
#poetry #toxicrelationships #spokenword #experimentalartist #healingjourney #darkpoetry
This is my latest poem & sound piece.
#poetry #toxicrelationships #spokenword #experimentalartist #healingjourney #darkpoetry
April 8, 2025 at 11:47 AM
Toxic love feels holy… until it doesn’t.
This is my latest poem & sound piece.
#poetry #toxicrelationships #spokenword #experimentalartist #healingjourney #darkpoetry
This is my latest poem & sound piece.
#poetry #toxicrelationships #spokenword #experimentalartist #healingjourney #darkpoetry
Enjoy Immobile Mobile, Mobile Lifestyle ! This poem calls for us to leave our bubbles and chambers and take flight towards the world around us, to reconnect with it and everyone in it.
April 2, 2025 at 7:14 PM
Enjoy Immobile Mobile, Mobile Lifestyle ! This poem calls for us to leave our bubbles and chambers and take flight towards the world around us, to reconnect with it and everyone in it.
Respiratory Failure is about all the efforts that you need to go through to give up relying on yourself to give yourself up to someone, certain that they will be there for you to embrace you and care for you. Have you been on this journey for long?
March 19, 2025 at 11:01 PM
Respiratory Failure is about all the efforts that you need to go through to give up relying on yourself to give yourself up to someone, certain that they will be there for you to embrace you and care for you. Have you been on this journey for long?
Happy Monday! In this week’s reel I am inviting you to experience Breakfast Note, which represents all of the things that you wish you could have said to the person that you love looking them in the eye but could not. This is one of the poems from the Une Petite Vie de Mort chapter of my book.
March 13, 2025 at 3:31 PM
Happy Monday! In this week’s reel I am inviting you to experience Breakfast Note, which represents all of the things that you wish you could have said to the person that you love looking them in the eye but could not. This is one of the poems from the Une Petite Vie de Mort chapter of my book.