joelena-saldana - Hello Poetry

-Joelena Saldana 12/13/14 A face is precious. Its beauty holds deep value. So wipe those tears and wash those scars. Your eyes carry secrets from street to land. Drowning your mouth in poisons and narcotics. Knowing that it deserves less, but more. Trusting that nose that can taste a day's lies and defeat. And the ears sense of witnessing a worlds horror and pain, and a lands honor and tender justice. A face's truth and lie, faith and leave. No matter what they say, a face can hold true honesty. Depending on the one who knows how to read. A face is a vineyard. Holding great tastes of different wines. Like a face, holds great mystery, all kinds of crisps, and a soulful tune from a waves crashing water meeting a stomach, but slithering down the throat like a rushing waterfall.

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Dec 7, 2016

Dec 7, 2016 at 10:52 PM UTC

Your Face

-Joelena Saldana 12/13/14 A face is precious. Its beauty holds deep value. So wipe those tears and wash those scars. Your eyes carry secrets from street to land. Drowning your mouth in poisons and narcotics. Knowing that it deserves less, but more. Trusting that nose that can taste a day's lies and defeat. And the ears sense of witnessing a worlds horror and pain, and a lands honor and tender justice. A face's truth and lie, faith and leave. No matter what they say, a face can hold true honesty. Depending on the one who knows how to read. A face is a vineyard. Holding great tastes of different wines. Like a face, holds great mystery, all kinds of crisps, and a soulful tune from a waves crashing water meeting a stomach, but slithering down the throat like a rushing waterfall.

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-Joelena Saldana 12/9/14 I should have known what you'd do. I'm sick of your mind **** I'm so ******* sick and tired of your **** period! Just leave so I can forget your lies, your ******** I have better things to do. I no longer need you. Stop leading me on with the things you promise, but never do. I loathe you, I deeply and most definitely hate you. But the fact that I'm supposed to love you makes me hate you more. And the fact that deep deep down I love you makes me hate myself. I know what you do Father. I know all your mind games and tricks, so don't pretend that it's nothing but the truth. They all end the same. The disappointed, sad, and crying in bed. Hating you for leading me on, hating myself for knowing what you do, but thinking that that time it would be real. It's like I'm setting myself up for heartache, misery, and God **** shame. So just be gone. Stay away and out of my life. If you're not going to be real and stay true, you're nothing but a fake and a liar. I am so **** ashamed of your emotional abuse.

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Dec 7, 2016

Dec 7, 2016 at 10:51 PM UTC

Sick and Tired ~ To: Daddy

-Joelena Saldana 12/9/14 I should have known what you'd do. I'm sick of your mind **** I'm so ******* sick and tired of your **** period! Just leave so I can forget your lies, your ******** I have better things to do. I no longer need you. Stop leading me on with the things you promise, but never do. I loathe you, I deeply and most definitely hate you. But the fact that I'm supposed to love you makes me hate you more. And the fact that deep deep down I love you makes me hate myself. I know what you do Father. I know all your mind games and tricks, so don't pretend that it's nothing but the truth. They all end the same. The disappointed, sad, and crying in bed. Hating you for leading me on, hating myself for knowing what you do, but thinking that that time it would be real. It's like I'm setting myself up for heartache, misery, and God **** shame. So just be gone. Stay away and out of my life. If you're not going to be real and stay true, you're nothing but a fake and a liar. I am so **** ashamed of your emotional abuse.

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-Joelena Saldana 10/4/14 Let me loose, I feel confused, cut the cord that frees me from your abuse. I'm not your slave, I'm not one to be taken or given away. I am no trick, I am no longer a fool. Set me free or you will see what kind of a child I can be. I am not scared, although I can not say the same for you.. You are trapped and I am free, are you prepared to see the real me? The consequences will be paid for the actions that you have made. You clearly underestimate the girl I am, but now you know I can't be tamed. This is the girl I should've made. You no longer have control of me. I will fight to the end, not knowing or caring where that may be. This is for me. I will take back the time you've taken, you think I'm trapped, but you've clearly been mistaken. You may be the maker of this game, but now I will decide who will win or have pain. And from how I see it, today is not your day. You must read before you play. Choose the game that will be played, be prepared for what comes your way. I am a grenade, I should not be played with. Don't underestimate the girl I am now, somehow I am here, and I am prepared to take on your fear. You no longer can hurt me, are we officially clear?

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Dec 7, 2016

Dec 7, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC

An Underestimated Child

-Joelena Saldana 10/4/14 Let me loose, I feel confused, cut the cord that frees me from your abuse. I'm not your slave, I'm not one to be taken or given away. I am no trick, I am no longer a fool. Set me free or you will see what kind of a child I can be. I am not scared, although I can not say the same for you.. You are trapped and I am free, are you prepared to see the real me? The consequences will be paid for the actions that you have made. You clearly underestimate the girl I am, but now you know I can't be tamed. This is the girl I should've made. You no longer have control of me. I will fight to the end, not knowing or caring where that may be. This is for me. I will take back the time you've taken, you think I'm trapped, but you've clearly been mistaken. You may be the maker of this game, but now I will decide who will win or have pain. And from how I see it, today is not your day. You must read before you play. Choose the game that will be played, be prepared for what comes your way. I am a grenade, I should not be played with. Don't underestimate the girl I am now, somehow I am here, and I am prepared to take on your fear. You no longer can hurt me, are we officially clear?

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-Joelena Saldana 12/3/14 I can't get him out of my head... He's surfaced my dreams, I can't stay focused. Every single morning, I wake to the memory of him and fall asleep with his face in my head and his words crawling under my skin speaking, not singing, but speaking in a sweet sweet melody. Why can't I forget? He's so many miles away.. States away. Could this be love? Could this be the thing I've been waiting for all these years? Everyone tells me, "Let him good.. You could do better.. He's not good for you.. We don't wanna see you get hurt Jo-Jo.. It's just lust.." I feel like I'm going crazy! Out of my mind trying to forget him. But the crazy thing is, me trying to forget is me remembering every little thing we did. Every single time we laughed, every moment we wanted to be around each other. He's always put a smile on my face. Craved his kisses, something we never did, but regret and wished we had. It felt as if I was lost without his presence. My day was never fulfilled without getting at least something from him.. His words.. A hug.. A laugh.. A smile.. Just one look towards me and my day would be final and complete. I've never felt this much, whatever it may be, about a guy before.. About a person.. It scares me. Now that I am not around.. Now that he is not with me, because of these awful miles and states away. One hundred and forty three of my days have not been complete. Without his words.. Without his hugs.. Without his laugh.. Without his warm warm smile.. Without his glance. I have been lost.. Confused of these days and what they might hold and mean. I miss his touch, I miss his sound, I miss my eyes holding witness to his presence, I miss his flowing intoxicating aroma that I could've kept forever. And only one thing, one thing that I fully regret not giving or receiving. One thing that does appear in my dreams, but wake to the unpleasantness of the morning rise. A kiss.. A sweet, gentle, loving, caring, fulfilling kiss. The taste of his lips. All of our deep feelings would fall into that kiss. And this kiss wouldn't have been just any kiss. It would've been a fully remembered, cherished for all these years, first kiss. Oh, S... What you do to me.. What spell you've casted.

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Jun 25, 2015

Jun 25, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC

My Sweet Memorable Venom

-Joelena Saldana 12/3/14 I can't get him out of my head... He's surfaced my dreams, I can't stay focused. Every single morning, I wake to the memory of him and fall asleep with his face in my head and his words crawling under my skin speaking, not singing, but speaking in a sweet sweet melody. Why can't I forget? He's so many miles away.. States away. Could this be love? Could this be the thing I've been waiting for all these years? Everyone tells me, "Let him good.. You could do better.. He's not good for you.. We don't wanna see you get hurt Jo-Jo.. It's just lust.." I feel like I'm going crazy! Out of my mind trying to forget him. But the crazy thing is, me trying to forget is me remembering every little thing we did. Every single time we laughed, every moment we wanted to be around each other. He's always put a smile on my face. Craved his kisses, something we never did, but regret and wished we had. It felt as if I was lost without his presence. My day was never fulfilled without getting at least something from him.. His words.. A hug.. A laugh.. A smile.. Just one look towards me and my day would be final and complete. I've never felt this much, whatever it may be, about a guy before.. About a person.. It scares me. Now that I am not around.. Now that he is not with me, because of these awful miles and states away. One hundred and forty three of my days have not been complete. Without his words.. Without his hugs.. Without his laugh.. Without his warm warm smile.. Without his glance. I have been lost.. Confused of these days and what they might hold and mean. I miss his touch, I miss his sound, I miss my eyes holding witness to his presence, I miss his flowing intoxicating aroma that I could've kept forever. And only one thing, one thing that I fully regret not giving or receiving. One thing that does appear in my dreams, but wake to the unpleasantness of the morning rise. A kiss.. A sweet, gentle, loving, caring, fulfilling kiss. The taste of his lips. All of our deep feelings would fall into that kiss. And this kiss wouldn't have been just any kiss. It would've been a fully remembered, cherished for all these years, first kiss. Oh, S... What you do to me.. What spell you've casted.

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-Joelena Saldana 11/12/14 Where am I? One minute I'm happy, I'm here, I'm safe. The next I'm paranoid, their eyes find me and they lie still. Why do they reach me? Why do they watch? No, not the attention. Please don't watch me. Their eyes are still locked on me, I want to run, but where to go? I'm lost, I don't know where I'm going, I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know what I am. They wait, attention on me. What do they wait for? What are they expecting? My life is stuck, I am at a halt. What am I doing? Where am I going? Who am I? What am I? What do they expect from me? All I do is give and give and give. Not once have they asked for me. Not once have they wondered... Not once have they wondered, not once have they questioned what will happen to me. I give and give. I beg of thee, please, notice me without having to be told. See me so I am visible. I am not good nor bad. I am not a hero nor a villain. I am no fairy godmother nor a wicked step-sister. I am here as me. I give everything, but take nothing. It get's under my skin. I want to take, but can't be greedy. See me... See me... What do you want? What do you ask for? Why have their eyes been stuck on me? Why do you watch me? I am lost. I'm a fish on land. I am a young woman caged in a man's world. Find Me! Find Me! I want them to find me. - I take.

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Jun 25, 2015

Jun 25, 2015 at 12:12 PM UTC

Lost

-Joelena Saldana 11/12/14 Where am I? One minute I'm happy, I'm here, I'm safe. The next I'm paranoid, their eyes find me and they lie still. Why do they reach me? Why do they watch? No, not the attention. Please don't watch me. Their eyes are still locked on me, I want to run, but where to go? I'm lost, I don't know where I'm going, I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know what I am. They wait, attention on me. What do they wait for? What are they expecting? My life is stuck, I am at a halt. What am I doing? Where am I going? Who am I? What am I? What do they expect from me? All I do is give and give and give. Not once have they asked for me. Not once have they wondered... Not once have they wondered, not once have they questioned what will happen to me. I give and give. I beg of thee, please, notice me without having to be told. See me so I am visible. I am not good nor bad. I am not a hero nor a villain. I am no fairy godmother nor a wicked step-sister. I am here as me. I give everything, but take nothing. It get's under my skin. I want to take, but can't be greedy. See me... See me... What do you want? What do you ask for? Why have their eyes been stuck on me? Why do you watch me? I am lost. I'm a fish on land. I am a young woman caged in a man's world. Find Me! Find Me! I want them to find me. - I take.

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-Joelena Saldana 10/4/14 Let me loose, I feel confused, cut the cord that frees me from your abuse. I'm not your slave, I'm not one to be taken or given away. I am no trick, I am no longer a fool. Set me free or you will see what kind of a child I can be. I am not scared, although I can not say the same for you.. You are trapped and I am free, are you prepared to see the real me? The consequences will be paid for the actions that you have made. You clearly underestimate the girl I am, but now you know I can't be tamed. This is the girl I should've made. You no longer have control of me. I will fight to the end, not knowing or caring where that may be. This is for me. I will take back the time you've taken, you think I'm trapped, but you've clearly been mistaken. You may be the maker of this game, but now I will decide who will win or have pain. And from how I see it, today is not your day. You must read before you play. Choose the game that will be played, be prepared for what comes your way. I am a grenade, I should not be played with. Don't underestimate the girl I am now, somehow I am here, and I am prepared to take on your fear. You no longer can hurt me, are we officially clear?

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Jun 25, 2015

Jun 25, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC

An Underestimated Child

-Joelena Saldana 10/4/14 Let me loose, I feel confused, cut the cord that frees me from your abuse. I'm not your slave, I'm not one to be taken or given away. I am no trick, I am no longer a fool. Set me free or you will see what kind of a child I can be. I am not scared, although I can not say the same for you.. You are trapped and I am free, are you prepared to see the real me? The consequences will be paid for the actions that you have made. You clearly underestimate the girl I am, but now you know I can't be tamed. This is the girl I should've made. You no longer have control of me. I will fight to the end, not knowing or caring where that may be. This is for me. I will take back the time you've taken, you think I'm trapped, but you've clearly been mistaken. You may be the maker of this game, but now I will decide who will win or have pain. And from how I see it, today is not your day. You must read before you play. Choose the game that will be played, be prepared for what comes your way. I am a grenade, I should not be played with. Don't underestimate the girl I am now, somehow I am here, and I am prepared to take on your fear. You no longer can hurt me, are we officially clear?

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-Joelena Saldana 12/4/14 I'm tired of your act, trying to be better. Just don't! Since when is anyone better than others. We are all unique, every single one of us. So how are you, or someone else, gonna say who's better and who isn't. How are you gonna judge another human being who is completely different, completely unordinary. No one is ordinary, we don't live the life of The Brady Bunch. We are Misfits, we are Shameless, we are Family Guy. So enough with the act, different makes every single person extraordinary, fun, interesting, amazing. Embrace who you really and truly are. Don't waste your life trying to be perfect. This is an imperfect world.

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Jun 24, 2015

Jun 24, 2015 at 1:44 PM UTC

Embrace Yourself

-Joelena Saldana 12/4/14 I'm tired of your act, trying to be better. Just don't! Since when is anyone better than others. We are all unique, every single one of us. So how are you, or someone else, gonna say who's better and who isn't. How are you gonna judge another human being who is completely different, completely unordinary. No one is ordinary, we don't live the life of The Brady Bunch. We are Misfits, we are Shameless, we are Family Guy. So enough with the act, different makes every single person extraordinary, fun, interesting, amazing. Embrace who you really and truly are. Don't waste your life trying to be perfect. This is an imperfect world.

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-Joelena Saldana 12/1/14 He stares. The beautiful man stares at me. I look around to see if I'm not the one he wanders his eyes at, but there is no one. I look at my clothes, there's nothing there. I can see his gentle caring eyes just settling on me. I know they won't move. Maybe he's just daydreaming. He's so beautiful. His lips are full, his surfer boy haircut, he seems mysterious. I start to stare back just witnessing his full parted lips, his eyes glued to mine, his somewhat muscular arms, his incredible light hazel brown eyes. His pierced ear. I can see amazement, carefree, risk taking, pride, and yet humble, artistic, but most of all beauty in his eyes. I wonder what he's thinking about. What he dreams of. His eyes move. They scan my body. Not perverted like, but like something's different. Is something wrong? Oh, what I'd give to know what he's thinking, what he see's, what he dreams. I finally ask, "What are you staring at?" noticing I say it softly. He answers "You." I'm amazed. Astonished. I ask without noticing, "Why?" In the most sweetest, gentlest, most beautiful tone, he answers once again, "You're beautiful..."

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Jun 24, 2015

Jun 24, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC

The Beautiful Man's Stare

-Joelena Saldana 12/1/14 He stares. The beautiful man stares at me. I look around to see if I'm not the one he wanders his eyes at, but there is no one. I look at my clothes, there's nothing there. I can see his gentle caring eyes just settling on me. I know they won't move. Maybe he's just daydreaming. He's so beautiful. His lips are full, his surfer boy haircut, he seems mysterious. I start to stare back just witnessing his full parted lips, his eyes glued to mine, his somewhat muscular arms, his incredible light hazel brown eyes. His pierced ear. I can see amazement, carefree, risk taking, pride, and yet humble, artistic, but most of all beauty in his eyes. I wonder what he's thinking about. What he dreams of. His eyes move. They scan my body. Not perverted like, but like something's different. Is something wrong? Oh, what I'd give to know what he's thinking, what he see's, what he dreams. I finally ask, "What are you staring at?" noticing I say it softly. He answers "You." I'm amazed. Astonished. I ask without noticing, "Why?" In the most sweetest, gentlest, most beautiful tone, he answers once again, "You're beautiful..."

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She see's him... Their naked bodies. Lights on, shades and windows wide open. Fully exposed. They have no shame, they look lively, happy, ecstatic. And she wonders what she's doing wrong. Has she done something wrong? Although she's known about the other woman. She's been knowing and has said nothing... Done nothing. Why? Why doesn't she bring her words aloud? Thought's roam the surface? Feelings strike freely? She deserves answers. She deserves to go and be gone. Live her life without asking. Obviously he does not do so, so why must she? She does not change her image, she does not stand and fight. She does not release the lies he's told and the truths she knows. You can finally go.. Finally leave.. Why do you stay? Why not leave? Can't she leave and not look back? You're obviously not enough for him, so why should he be for you? You deserve better! An innocent should not be with the unfaithful. You are nature and he's a one eyed mischievous slithering snake. Continue your ever so loving cherishing life.

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Jun 24, 2015

Jun 24, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC

Why Trust The Untrustworthy

She see's him... Their naked bodies. Lights on, shades and windows wide open. Fully exposed. They have no shame, they look lively, happy, ecstatic. And she wonders what she's doing wrong. Has she done something wrong? Although she's known about the other woman. She's been knowing and has said nothing... Done nothing. Why? Why doesn't she bring her words aloud? Thought's roam the surface? Feelings strike freely? She deserves answers. She deserves to go and be gone. Live her life without asking. Obviously he does not do so, so why must she? She does not change her image, she does not stand and fight. She does not release the lies he's told and the truths she knows. You can finally go.. Finally leave.. Why do you stay? Why not leave? Can't she leave and not look back? You're obviously not enough for him, so why should he be for you? You deserve better! An innocent should not be with the unfaithful. You are nature and he's a one eyed mischievous slithering snake. Continue your ever so loving cherishing life.

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-Joelena Saldana 9/13/14 The tears are pouring, and you're not here.. Please come back and wipe my tears. You're the one who noticed me... You left me alone, the window to my soul is broken. The energy and happiness, will it ever come back again? It wasn't right, you were not ready. You came to my heart bright red, and now you're gone and I'm dark and cold as night. Don't release my hand, I shiver cold. You gave me the faith to take control. You gave me the hope to never let myself go. You left me gone and alone in this world. Please don't leave me alone, I cry in fear not knowing if I'm worth being here. Save me from my demons, capture me from the dark, you were my guardian angel, my savior, you had my heart. I've been dropped, I'm glass, shattered by a brick named Time. I can't seem to reach the surface, something's holding me down. Come back to my arms and let me hold you. A gripped pillow is no comparison to you. Please don't leave me. You're the image stuck in my head, our memories are written with permanent marker. I still stare out my window hoping you approach my door asking for me. I miss your mouth pressing up against my lips and cheek. You made me feel worth something. I miss your calls, I miss your words, you were inspiration to me. Why did you have to leave me? We were so happy, this can't be right, it's an unfinished dream. Wake me! Wake me!! The tears are pouring, and you're not here... Please come back and wipe my tears. You're the one who noticed.. You left me alone, the window to my soul is broken, the peace has left me- Why did you have to leave?.. Have to die...

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Jun 24, 2015

Jun 24, 2015 at 12:54 PM UTC

Please Don't Leave Me

-Joelena Saldana 9/13/14 The tears are pouring, and you're not here.. Please come back and wipe my tears. You're the one who noticed me... You left me alone, the window to my soul is broken. The energy and happiness, will it ever come back again? It wasn't right, you were not ready. You came to my heart bright red, and now you're gone and I'm dark and cold as night. Don't release my hand, I shiver cold. You gave me the faith to take control. You gave me the hope to never let myself go. You left me gone and alone in this world. Please don't leave me alone, I cry in fear not knowing if I'm worth being here. Save me from my demons, capture me from the dark, you were my guardian angel, my savior, you had my heart. I've been dropped, I'm glass, shattered by a brick named Time. I can't seem to reach the surface, something's holding me down. Come back to my arms and let me hold you. A gripped pillow is no comparison to you. Please don't leave me. You're the image stuck in my head, our memories are written with permanent marker. I still stare out my window hoping you approach my door asking for me. I miss your mouth pressing up against my lips and cheek. You made me feel worth something. I miss your calls, I miss your words, you were inspiration to me. Why did you have to leave me? We were so happy, this can't be right, it's an unfinished dream. Wake me! Wake me!! The tears are pouring, and you're not here... Please come back and wipe my tears. You're the one who noticed.. You left me alone, the window to my soul is broken, the peace has left me- Why did you have to leave?.. Have to die...

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