they loved sundays
a time for family
good food
weekend stories
and hunting
there was a cottontail
adored by the wolves
they caressed her
and gave her a loving home
where she could run free and roam
it wasn't a problem, she thought
it was a simple banter in the wild
simple words said in the woods
but i tell you it would do no good
she was young and naive
raised to respect
but they were old and wise
which she did not expect
when she was lost in the woods
the little cottontail did not know
that they were wolves
a predator in the wild
and she was their helpless little prey
begging them to go away
May 20, 2021
May 20, 2021 at 7:06 PM UTC
The gleaming water of high
Profusely flowed through my tiny body
My tiny skull couldn’t muster
The planets, the stars and the sea
And everything inside me
It was beautiful, I thought
I was the queen
And I was the king
I was the sun
The moon
And the stars
Until I plummeted
From my own universe high
Heavy and deep down below
Barely looking up
From the fathoms below
Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 6:15 PM UTC
i woke up on the other side
my stomach devoured my poor brain
my heart sank up to my fat legs
then my body melted under the bed
i heard you were gone
so little, so pure
believed that everyone
were good
and was never aware
of the predators
outside the woods
i believed you fought
but never had the chance
poor little body
on the ****** floor
but she still waited
by the white door
so tonight,
i put my hands together
and silently pray
for my helpless
helpless little prey
Dec 12, 2020
Dec 12, 2020 at 7:52 PM UTC
i like having you around, i love watching you sleep – wondering if your eyes are really closed while you reach for my little hand. i feel safe when i'm with you even in the dark. the sheets were too wrinkled and everything was silent. i told myself, this is it – this is what i want, i want to see and feel this for the next seventy years of my life. i want to fall asleep after laughing and crying with you, even after a bad day, and after everything silently folds underneath. i never wrote about love and agreed about what i said until i wrote about you. every trace and metaphors would feel like gloves you would try on. it fits, it makes sense and it belongs to you and only to you. the hours and everything around us shifts in proximity and was beautifully orchestrated in the air. i want to stay here, i want this again tomorrow, i want you again tomorrow and would still want you the day after tomorrow and the next, and the next.
Nov 15, 2020
Nov 15, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
three years ago
i lost a home
never belonging anywhere
wandering and writing poems
that never belonged to anyone
until today, as i watch him
lay his head gently
drifting slowly
and lightly
what did i do to deserve this?
this kind of love
that makes me hope
the kind that makes me dive deep
without knowing what lies beneath
i never thanked God so much
until i met him
my home, my serenity
the only love of my life
and to whom my poems of love
solely belong to
Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 11:51 PM UTC
he may have left me
when he said he wouldn't
he may have yelled
when he said he'd stop
but i know deep down
we had something good
he's the only boy i married
at least in my heart
but marriage is a lifetime commitment
it's for those who don't leave
for those who love
and for those who are faithful
i've spent 1,095 days with him
but i do not wish to have my time back
for it was a beautiful time
and it was a beautiful love
that i thought would never end
Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 11:37 PM UTC
you asked me before you left
and i asked myself when you left
how could you love someone
who is not yours?
you don't belong to me anymore
i'll never see another day with you
another sunset, another sunrise
another episode
i shall say goodbye
to the nights when i weep
with my tears in your arms
i shall say goodbye
to the laughter, stories
and the things you promised
to keep
but how will i forget?
a life that we built
and the love that we had?
and how will i forget?
the night you told me
that you want to grow old with me
and the day that you said
you are tired of me
now i ask, how long did you love me?
Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 11:01 PM UTC
heirloom filthy secrets
and conflicts
from one blood to another
how horrid!
i saw talking animals
and snakes
who offered me hugs and help
when my dad left
i know who you are
he knows who you are
do not ever speak of him
he hates you
and do not ever speak of me
i do not like you
how high are you sitting
on your mountain throne?
built on gleaming lies
with your feet
on top of the people you destroyed
and continue to destroy
purity and perfection
should never come out
of your muddy mouths
because we know
i know
and you know
who you really are
Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 1:45 PM UTC
he gave me nostrums
that calmed me
he asked about the
protruding ladder lines
on my left arm
he asked about my dead dad
and the life i had
i told him i'm happy for now
while begging the Lord for a new brain
i mourned and mourned
for losing the person i was
the one that did not depend
on nostrums for stability
the one that did not spend
nights on the cold bathroom floor
i know i can't be cured
and will live with this brain forever
i decided to love parts of me
that i could never change
and accepted that my salty tears
would never heal my bipolar brain
Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 1:26 PM UTC
it was an ordinary day
and i did something
that my parents should have done
i brought myself to a strange building
that has nice people inside
then i heard the beats of my honest heart
in every step i took
he looked at me politely
without a drop of judgement
along with his kind eyes
and helping hand
he offered water
placed a tissue box
between him and i
then i knew he expected me
to see him blurred
in my wet eyes
Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 1:21 PM UTC