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May 2020 · 267
44.1.
SamanthaX May 2020
I wonder what
happened
that gave you those
shotgun hands
Designing silence
When words go blind
faith gets violent

The things that
use to fill my days
are gone
A line was crossed
Forced madness won
Once you see
you see
you always saw

And I’m always
Breaking the law
Breaking the law
But who’s law
governs all?

Mirror
Mirror
on the wall
Mirror
Mirror
watching you crawl

I watched you
It’s a long fall
May 2020 · 208
13
SamanthaX May 2020
13
I saw you through
dawns of
grey
Smoking cigarettes
divided
into four quarters
So far from home
I had forgotten
my way
And the seasons went by
and I kept waiting
to feel something inside
In the requiem of
silence
With my tear drops at
Midnight

They say God is dead
But I’m still breathing
And bleeding
Falling victim
and believing
Now it’s getting
lonely
having company
without the
sunshine

I’m the type of girl
who is loved through
poetry
Left all alone
I gnawed on
your bones
that were dipped
in honey
they tasted so
sweet
and I was so
hungry

Looking back at
snapshots
of being trapped
in time
Reflecting on the
darkness
before it knew
the sky
Now I close my eyes
Lay me down to rest
I want to be made
empty again

Living just for today
The sun is inviting
But I turn it away
Mar 2020 · 216
Roses Cry at Midnight 11.
SamanthaX Mar 2020
Maybe I’ll never write again
My words will turn to ash
in my mouth
Ink will bleed
Rust and blood
This vintage pen will break

Is this all that I am
Rhythm and syllables
Confined by definition
Complying and lying
And hesitate questions

I got no use for a name anyways
And I’m always over complicating
the simplest of things

The moon is smiling
between telephone wires
Venus is crying
So I sleep alone
And over Gods eyes
I close the blinds

Now time begins to move
right through me
I’m trying to delegate time
But it’s catching up to me

The sun is rising
To empty street views
The Sirens are singing
Their calling for you

So lay your sins down
to rot in summer backyards
where the children go and play
Let them pick them up
Let them learn a few things
Mar 2020 · 168
Roses Cry at Midnight 10.
SamanthaX Mar 2020
10.

I’ve been awake for so long
now I’ve begun dreaming
And I’ve been to the end where the dreams lay in secret
It’s 8 am and I’m no longer sleeping

I’ve buried a few bones in my years
And the end of today is near
As the apocalypse kissed my lips
Hearts start to skip
Monsters and hero’s
Lipstick on mirrors
My vision grows clearer
Now I’m seeing
the casual miracles

As I break free
55 petals fell onto me
Red roses
Red roses
I’ve met the immortals
Its the race to become God
And I almost had lost it
Mar 2020 · 164
Roses Cry at Midnight 9.
SamanthaX Mar 2020
The Red Moon waits above
The Dead City lights
The Director of Elements
Queen of the Sky
The 4 Sacred Winds
were given new life
Listen to the breath
of howling Death
As a New Sun rises
coming up in the West

Chronicle catastrophes
Confrontation of concrete cities
Calling for the confessions of cruel
communities
A cunning currency became the ruler
Civilians were converted to complying consumers
Condemning the cultures causing them to crumble

Creating social confusion
Convincing the masses
That the Kingdom of Heaven
belonged to the high ranking classes
Compassion cries in its coffin
Credit cards turned graves
Raising the rates as corpses decay
But Death was always free
Never required a fee
So let it be written on the graves

“From debt to death prices were paid”
Mar 2020 · 166
Riding in a pickup
SamanthaX Mar 2020
I saw the angel of death riding on the back of a pick up truck
Emergency room pit stops
Picking cigarettes up
I just wanted an excuse for death to pick me up
The night never stops
and there was nothing
I could do
to sober up

But God sits back and
lights up a
cigarette
Inhaling life into
the Dead
Satisfied at a job
well done
Feb 2020 · 144
Roses Cry at Midnight 8.
SamanthaX Feb 2020
~ Time pasted like the breath of one
sky into the next
For everyday in every hour we had lived our death
Now I see time is a dream
And all the things you said keep running in my head ~

There is a story inside of me
It sings in a velvet rich voice that is heard across the eleven skies
Of order and chaos and how Death had made its home inside of me
It screamed and it begged to be liberated
But I tamed that wild beast
And now I no longer fear death
It is my guest
It is my friend

And I wish my words could deliver you from fear
And I wish my words could deliver you to paradise
And I wish I could describe just how simple this paradox is or was or never really was
And if you could only understand the sacrifice I had made to be able to enter this metaphysical place with such grace

And lately it seems in silent nights when I cannot sleep in the mirror I look at myself and ask the same question
Over and over
Do you see what I see?
Do you?
And I know you do because just like you
I see everything too
But can you feel everything?
Or hear everything like I do?
If you could would you shatter like I did?
Your broken pieces cutting broken pieces of me
A million shards stealing my reflection upon reflection

Who have I become now?
Have I become infinite?
Have I become algorithmic?
Or am I still just another statistic?
And how long will it take for me to catch myself?

Will I wander forever in search
Lost in this fast paced abyss
Am I a sleeping princess
waiting for a charmed kiss
A kiss on the lips
that will bleed your name
Screaming in vain
in the glittering ghettos
that delivered social pain

My memories of you were written in
the hands of Heaven
I recorded the stories you told to the last syllable in time
And that was the last time I did ever hear from you
Hidden in the eloquent smoke and shadows
At the edge of the world where the barricades of Heaven fell
And only in the darkness
is the truth found
Jan 2020 · 102
2.10.
SamanthaX Jan 2020
2.10.

Freedom accepts
its prison and shows
no mercy

Write a story on
war
your body holds
one
Use my lips
to dip the
words
you long for

Late night scheming
Lipstick lyrics
Radio playing
Forehead kisses

The dialogue
in your singing
eyes
God shed a tear
for you

Three Angels were saved
Bar tabs were paid
Fate stumbles home
always finding its way

Don’t you remember?

I do
Jan 2020 · 70
Roses Cry at Midnight 7.
SamanthaX Jan 2020
Like a flower
                      I bloom
                                    then I die

Tears drop at midnight
I live til the end of days
The stars watched amazed
Blood on my hands
Dirt on my face

I have seen heavens
barricades
In cheap love and
gunshots
Chain smoking expensive
cigarettes
Let me call you black magic
And only to thy Lord
I’ll admit
Maybe sometimes
I am the bad guy

Leave the ordinary behind
Leave the sterile good byes
That lay in my eyes
My eyes my eyes
That flutter shut
Lost in the big sky
Fulfillment of logistics
Made you a false witness
Sick with the fear
New perceptions
of reality
When I look in
a mirror
Dec 2019 · 104
Perennial Muse 6.
SamanthaX Dec 2019
6.

Time is non existent
a man made
reality
Alone in the shadows
he will watch the
clock

When love is material
man will fall apart
On his knees he
will worship the
paper faced
false Gods

Who will see the
Miracles in the
littered streets?

Who will hear the
clothing-line
secrets?

The whispers of
God

And after one has
seen God
Where should they
go?
Is there a cure?

Or do they stay in
exile?
Hidden from the
world
Where they are free
Dec 2019 · 135
Perennial Muse 5.
SamanthaX Dec 2019
5.

What a peculiar thing
Fate is
I said to Free will
As I traveled back up
all the layers
of Hell

I’m a Conquerer
of the ******
The *****
Sinners thanked
for making Hell
fresh again

Out on the
loose and
looking for new
prey
Behaving like a Tyrant
I broke away from
these chains

As I level up
I’m given
Angel status

But no man gave me these wings
And no man will take them away
My Man is a algorithm
Exceeding past limits
It’s the best I ever had

Born a primal poet in
the shadows of the
Grey alleyways
My mind is a
dangerous place

Even the Gods
go to war
over the crazy
stories I create
Dec 2019 · 176
Perennial Muse 4.
SamanthaX Dec 2019
4.

Living on loves
edge had
sharpened
you
Turning you into
a knife
that could
carve words
Translating them
into a language of
weapons

My voice once
sang your name
in a melody
written by God

Dull and out
of tune

As you become
a stranger on
my lips

I once was the
morning sun
light
passing through
white curtains

I once was the
kiss on bare
skin
lost between
satin sheets

I once saw in
your eyes
new horizons
rising from the
curves of my
smiles

I watched as
your
shining eyes
disappeared
as the Devils
eclipse
came to claim

Now I wait in
faith for
love to make its
way home
Dec 2019 · 163
Perennial Muse 3.
SamanthaX Dec 2019
3.

You are a
vast mystery
of depth

Layered with
endless definitions
written by the hand
of a child who never
had the touch of love
caress the blueprint
of his soul

No hand to show
him what tools
to use to build
safe walls

He constructed
concrete walls
from the foundation
of lies

So his hands
became rough
as he tore down
the crumbling
architecture
innocences had
built in order to
survive

Turning him
feral
And the houses
he fled too
in hopes
of calling
it home
became memories
of heart break

Haunted thoughts
replayed the
mistakes
made
in order to
stay alive

He became a
safe haven
escapist

I was a beautiful Heaven

And sometimes we
will fall in the search
of a lost love
But what is loved
will never be lost
Nov 2019 · 204
Perennial Muse 2.
SamanthaX Nov 2019
Perennial Muse 2.

You fight so hard
to play the part
of the villain you
believe yourself
to be

I wish someone had
loved you
before we collided

Being born
in the shadows
Blind when you
try to see

A sky that
cannot hold
the sun

Watch as the
knight
falls
Nov 2019 · 263
Perennial Muse 1.
SamanthaX Nov 2019
1.

Fame or glory
Written in
a Sunday morning

Watching 44
sunsets
As I helped
put
the finger
on the
trigger

Prayers keeping
pieces of
me together

Brick walls were
bleeding
Words lost their
faith
Hope was
scratching
calling my
name

And I’m not sure if
time
has become my
friend
or my enemy
Nov 2019 · 146
Perennial Muse X.
SamanthaX Nov 2019
X.

The Muse lights her cigarette
It’s 3:33 am
She was confused
Her confession flows
with the cold winter wind
In the silhouette of her
shadow
A dark history has
come to an end

Her body has become a
stranger
Replaying the fleeting
memories
of walking with him
Once upon a time
Once upon a dream

“I know you”
She tells the body of a ghost
where her faith was found

A perennial blessing
sleeps in her hands
SamanthaX Nov 2019
2.18.

Heal
Heal the parts of you
you were destined
too heal
The parts God carefully
carved into your
being
The flesh and bone
that made you raw
That bled your soul
That destroyed you
That moulded you
into a warrior

That will bless you
with the eyes of
Heaven
And tears of angels
will rain down like
holy water
Cleaning your spirit
Giving back the
innocences of freedom
that know no boundaries
of love

Heal
And you will be found
SamanthaX Nov 2019
2.17.

I have not been listening
To anything
Ignoring the truths
I did hear
I could not accept
the reality I saw
So I fabricated one
like a child
Listening is Art
Being comfortable
in silence is discipline
I need to be still
I need to be water
Flowing with a force
that will mould
my true nature
SamanthaX Nov 2019
2.16.

In one eye
I see God
In the other is
the Devil

Feathers fell
from a hidden
heaven

You are a cold
stencil
in my bedroom
Dancing fingertips
on my canvas hips
My flower petal
skin
that sandpaper
hands
strip away
A living work of
Art
You wanted on
your wall
of fame

To afraid to
understand
So you painted
a fake
SamanthaX Nov 2019
2.15.

Punk rock violence
is the sound of
silence
Amen to bleeding
lips that ask
for forgiveness
Tried to say a
prayer
but your voice is
filled with
dirt and gravel

Who am I?
Who are you?
Doesn’t really
matter

And I never really
cared if
Heaven were
to rain down
or if
Hell were to
freeze

As long as I got
my plastic Jesus
hanging from the
dashboard of my
car

I got a Saviour
to save me
from myself

Driving away
on half truths
highways
playing a
90’s mixtape
of
Amazing Grace
remakes

Sunset success
lays ahead
But I can’t look
back
in the mirror
there is a crack

On the streets
tempo beats
Replaying
sweet sounds

It was God’s
rhythmic melodies
and
Holy harmonies
that saved a
***** like
myself
SamanthaX Nov 2019
2.14.

Cut me open
just to watch me bleed
Legends can be told
by the scars on my body
When hero’s
become human
From their glory they fall
With a world so corrupt
Comfort can be
found in the tales
of monsters and men
They hid under
your bed
stay hidden
in your head

Do you want to see
what I see?

I whispered in your ear
in the dead of the night
Rough hands
running up
running  down  
Wanting between
my thighs

I can see the lust
written in blood
Grey skies
Old graves
It’s a cold autumn day
Ballet of fallen leafs
In my bare feet
It’s my favourite playground
a cemetery of dead dreams
I collected over the
***** consumer
centuries

I’m comfortable when
the walls come
crumbling down
Finding serenity in misery
At least something
understands me
In times of tragedy
I’m always at peace

Perhaps that’s why
I’m excited to die
I tell the black crows
In circles they fly
I want them to
take me away
see every dark
and twisted place

Through the eyes of a bird  
I will travel this world
SamanthaX Oct 2019
2.13.

I’m walking through a
Masterpiece
This lonely dirt road
Reminding me of
a old familiar place
In a time
before time
became a
long time ago

Where your
white bones
were carved
to become my own

In the stories of
past and present
constellations

Of how we all fall down
The Values of
the Dead Wildflowers
All fall down

Hush now
Listen to the
sound
Of petals decay
Let them fall down
Rotting away

Cold fingers lifting
away lullaby lingerie
Corporate corpses
refilling graves
Hush now
As you fall down

Singing
Ringing
Around

Again with the
death threat lies
Give me a breath
of life when I die
So I can break
free
So I can fall
down
Hush now
Gun to my head
Hush now
Don’t make a sound

Breaking free
I found your
broken body
I know you
I see you keep your
Demons close

I do too

The tale of stars
and their
troubled hearts
trailblazing down
together in
tangled sheets

In the arms
of God
falling asleep
Oct 2019 · 234
Lotus Illusions 2.12.
SamanthaX Oct 2019
It’s hard reading maps
Bleeding eyes porcelain highways
Who have I become
My first haiku !!!!
Sep 2019 · 113
Lotus Illusions 2.11.
SamanthaX Sep 2019
2.11.

In Eastern allies
long forgotten
streets
21 diamonds
watched over me

I’m a ***** with a
switchblade for a
mouth
My words are sharp
Im cutting it up

On the run
On the run
Silhouette with
a gun
Golden coffins
Savage paths
leading
privilege ways
High class
cemeteries
Written on graves
“ From debt to death
   prices were paid”

Seven times I saw
the darkness take the
sky
Through heavens
eyes
Your eyes fit
together
with mine

On the rise
On the rise
Arrested again
in a fist fight
I’m a loose end
in time
Inhaling cigarette
after cigarette
in the ashtray
dusk to dawn
burning away
Ashes of
another day
turned
its last page
Sep 2019 · 200
Lotus Illusions 2.10.
SamanthaX Sep 2019
2.10.

Freedom accepts
its prison
and shows no
mercy

Write a story on
war
your body holds
one
Use my lips to
dip
words you long
for

Late night schemes
Lipstick lyrics
Radio plays
Forehead kisses

The dialogue
in your singing
eyes
God shed a tear
for you

Three Angels were
saved
Bar tabs were paid
Fate stumbles home
always finding its
way

Can you remember?

I do
Sep 2019 · 1.2k
Lotus Illusions 2.9.
SamanthaX Sep 2019
2.9.

~Torn tears
Tearing through
  The broken pieces
A Artist lives in~


Sun rises break
in my 3:15
dreams
Shattered glass
and
Stained hearts
Bitter sweet are
the memories
of the ways I
maintained
the bruises you
left me

A broken pretty
reflects in the
eyes of a new
beauty

Bare skin
and
Skeletons
are becoming
my best company

Feeling lighter
I light up the
last cigarette
you gave me

Inhaling
your name
Only exhaling  
so I can inhale
you again

I forgot how
good your
rhythm felt

I always forget

How good it
felt
to be the
pleasure
of The Gods
and My Men
It’s tempting
so tempting
with their
bad
intentions

I’m just a
magical event
You can get
wild with
I thought only
The Devil could
get me that wet
Feeling blessed
by the feathers
found in my bed

And if you would
let me love you
Well
that’s exactly
what I would
of tried to do

But my love
has become
as cold as
the midnights
who have lost
their moons

The lace of
lovers tell
captivating
stories with
their satin
bodies and
silk scars

~Welcome to Heaven
  Avoid it if you can ~
Sep 2019 · 715
Lotus Illusions 2.8.
SamanthaX Sep 2019
2.8.

I see you
Looking at me
Through me
Like a broken mirror
Looking at
the broken pieces
of yourself
The broken pieces
of myself
The broken pieces
of everything
else

The mirror
that broke
in our last
life
In our life
before that
it was a gift
You made it for us

Because this love
was our blessing
our curse
Since before love
was a word
The word we created

Constructed out
of the sounds I made
When our eyes locked
fingers brushed
When you grabbed my hair
pulling me to you

This word in every form
Like this connection
Like every broken piece
of every mirror and all
we see through it

In it
Past it
Within us
Is us
Ours alone
Two lost
broken
the oldest
of souls

Love to be reborn

Gifted to us
by the Gods
in which is us
The Heaven who needs a Hell
The life who fabricated death
The star that cannot shine
without the sky behind
Nothing would exist
without you and I
Even time itself
can never unionize
without you and I

You will create Eve
I will give birth to Adam
If you are God
I will be your Lilith
If you are the will
of a sinner
I will be the faith
in forgiveness

As love as our witness
My gift to you
Is the love you
created
the love that made
our world
Aug 2019 · 1.3k
Lotus Illusions 2.7.
SamanthaX Aug 2019
2.7.

I see my dreams
are beginning to
line up
What begins
What ends
It’s the
beginning of a
never ending
end

That’s why
in my visions
I’ve been seeing
you again

Now my
number is
10:10
It’s been burning
behind blue
eyes in the sky

I calculated
and
calculated
Then
my calculations
ran away
I didn’t
maintain them
I forget my
equations

Slowly I slip
back into
my insanity
As I welcome
the
destruction
of the
black void
of my mind
I’ve began
the
countdown
It’s the
perfection
of time

So please excuse
me if I
seduced you
with
The Art
of the
Dark propaganda
I write

I got appealing
ways
to make you
question
every
question
you’ve asked
your whole
life

These intuitive
delusions
Confused
Lotus illusions
Queen of the
fallen rose petal
dreamers

Screaming
so loud
to
drown out
the sound
of
the realities
I’ve seen
through
the eyes
of
Dead seas
SamanthaX Aug 2019
2.6.

Dead is
The Silver Century

So continue
the fight
The endless
wars
Rack up
Stack up
Under the
influence
of invisible
social scores

Into the
depths of
debt
I went

Tried to
buy back
my soul

Forsaken
It had been
taken
from me
By the hand
that
feeds me
The hand
that
diseased me
The hand
that
materialized
It forced
greed
onto me

In Grey
backgrounds
Lay bone white
symbols
What’s left of
the sacred
words will tell
the visions of
the dead

Living miracle
to miracle
I’m praying
for a miracle
The days
are getting
nearer
And
I can’t help
but wish that
the apocalypse
would hit

There have
been 27 times
I forgot
my name
So I take you
to my bed
so I can hear
it again

As the Babylonian
rivers
run into the
red
Translations
of sins
I need
to forget

So be careful
now
I have been
permitted  
to say what
needs
to be said

Tell me

What is the taste
between
Heaven and Hell?

Is there a better
flavour?

Take my hand
let me guide
you
Feel the silence on my lips
Savour beauty on my hips
The architecture
of my back
My eyes have become
a fatal trap
My body is your
poetic map
SamanthaX Aug 2019
2.5.

Make me a hostage
I begged everyday
It gives me a
excuse
to take my
breath away

Cutting wrists
just to cultivate
a cleaner
culture

It was a
lemon haze
A Yellow Summer

And for 66
days
I was a good
woman
I was well
behaved

I remember back
in the days
of
Champagne clouds
in
Blue Illusion Summers

The comfort
of smoky clubs
with
beat up floors
Tearing it
up
Then singing
to the sky
I was taking down
the night

Stolen Polaroids
snapped back
memories of
black and
white
Photos
of blood stained
Hotel Bibles
filled with blank
pages
I wrote my
lonely stories
My pen was
dipped in
God ******
ink

These were
my tears
for the Devil

Becoming
the silence
Violence
Thunder crashing
Hit me up with
lightning
You would never
believe how cold
I could be
Laying there
Naked
beside
him
SamanthaX Aug 2019
2.4.

******
is what I’m writing

Let me hear your
sweet little lies

I love how you
tell your tale
of dark fairytales
Stories of illustrated
deviants

Monsters are
inspired
by everyday
hero’s

Close my eyes
Hold my breath
Lay my head
on your bare
chest

All your secrets
I keep between
my thighs
Waiting for
Black Ravens
to make their
escape
across enemy
lines

There is a
paradise
lost
in the heart
of all of us

Now I am blind
So blind
I’m so blind
Trying to find
Real words to
speak

Do you remember
how your heart
would bleed
on top of me?

Beat
Beat
Beating and
bleeding

Never satisfied
You will always be
seeking

I’m going on
pay per view
dates
with
desperation
and despair
Placing ******
bets
Lap dances
on
Musical chairs

I’m taking
Deaths dare
Truth is
I was never
******* scared

Everyday
I hack away
at my own
Achilles heel

Im done wasting
my life
being
brain washed
to worship
false
fear
SamanthaX Jun 2019
2.3.

Who persuades
a sorrow
such as love?

The ghost of
what was
lives in the lost
Odyssey
of what would
never be

It’s the wait at
the end
of the season
to see what
secrets
it will reveal

Echoing in
the roots of
your bones
the sadness of
your soul will
fall with the
tragedies  of
autumn leafs

Revealing a
silver sliver
cold
winter moon
Your girl lays
her head to
rest
listening carefully to
the words of
Nirvana

How did you
find me playing
in your darkest
shadows?

You planted
wild flowers
where I weeped
Tears for you
turned to seed
blossoming
into a life
so beautiful

After all that was
endured
a child was born
with the mind
of a God
Who understood
every hardship
every heartache
A gift from grace

Now blessed
with sweet
sleep
Remembering
nothing of the
pain

For life is only
but a
dream
SamanthaX Jun 2019
2.2.

Do you remember?
How my lips use to
sing
sweet songs on
your skin

The greatest
symphony
was the midnight
melody
of your voice
holding me
to sleep

Right then
I knew you
loved me
because
your breath had
become my own
SamanthaX Jun 2019
2.1.

There ain’t a
chance
My Baby can
dance
But he’s always
looking handsome
in his black t-shirts
of 90s grunge
bands

This is a
Dead mans
land
Taking hits
I can see the
lipstick on the
back of your
hand

Snow White
flesh
My hearts
frost bitten
Noir Princess
It’s been a few
total solar
eclipse since
I’ve been
a rich mans
Mistress

Maybe God is
lonely Baby
Maybe God is
tired Baby
God is lining up
the shots
knocking on
my window
He wants me
to be his lucky
little lady

He likes a
bad *****
who can admit
she’s a little bit
egotistic

My Mother keeps
askin
“Samantha
  have the voices
  come back again”

Well ya Mom but
this time it’s moving
in a different
direction

Were singing in
harmony
Dancing in
ashes
Holding each others
with cold grip
hands

Pale sunrises
And misfortunate
lost souls are
digging for gold
Beware of the
mauvais martyrs
who sacrifice
wilted marigolds
Jun 2019 · 412
My Man is a Dandelion 1.32.
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.32.

I have accepted
the insanity
of having this
beautiful mind

I am Pandora
I let myself
out of the box
To answer
every question
of the paradox

Follow me
I'll show you
how to
level up

I can see
the old world
memories
Written first
page in every
book

Death is only
the
beginning

My name?
Is a name
still a name
if the translation
is lost?

Call me the prophecy
foreseen
in a fiddlers
dream

As I stand
under the burning
dead tree

Layer by
layer
I'm digging
my own grave
Trying to find
the love
I lost

To lay
by his side
Naked skeletons
watch how our
bodies entwine

On our
gravestone
written in
gold
So even in
then it is
known our flesh
is more valuable
then yours

Love is never lost

With my death
Shoot me up with
lithium
Wrap me in silk
Engrave my name in
your skin

Deep down in
the bleeding
ground

That is where
My Man
is found
Jun 2019 · 281
My Man is a Dandelion 1.31.
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.31.

I grew up in a
dead relic
culture
Sometimes
I wonder if
I  am to
abide by
My Mans
law

Wandering so
delicately
I am becoming
Mother Nature
slowly reclaiming

Ivory castles
Fragrance
of
frankincense
Dissolving lies
with butterfly
nets
That were weaved
so faithfully
by dear
Penelope
In midnights
past
Made from
her silk tears
and cobwebs
crystal clear

Every now and then
I catch me a clever man

Laying and lying
in fields with
My Man
Les Fleur Sauvage
Telling him my
visions of Eastern
catastrophes

For eight days
My Baby
you won’t be
able to find
me
I’ll be planting
White Lilies
in the Red Caves
in my dreams

And I have seen
the futures
Tasted the fear
Watched the
Angels cry
their fiery
tears  

The road to heaven
is paved with
bad intentions

And Dear Lord
When I do get to
Hell
Please let me
bring
My Man
He’s a real
*******
We’re gonna
burn
hand in hand
Jun 2019 · 403
My Man is a Dandelion 1.30.
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.30.

Locked away
in my harem
My sinister bedroom
Of lost lonely souls
Burning my holy wood
Waiting for the call
from My Man
in Hollywood

Forbidden miracles
Outlaws and sinners
Excepting holy trades
Prayers to justify
my evil ways

I’m smoking the
finest of *****
Imported from
the diamond
projects
My Man
He smuggled
it in

Oh now look
what he did
He tied me up
in lace
He made me
scream
He made me beg
Then on my
knees
He made me say

“Please
  I need one
  last kiss
  so I don’t fall
  from my Grace”

Your eyes
I once needed
like ******
Now bite me
like a venomous
snake
I tried to find
a cure in someone
else but they
****** out
my soul and
told me I was
healed

These Grey
mistakes
I make

Will eventually
make me famous
Temporarily outrageous
My etiquette is
dangerously contagious

On the front page
On every News paper
The headlines will
be saying

That girl is
Extra, Extra!
Read all about it!

These are the
questions to ask
when God’s become
reincarnated
Jun 2019 · 296
My Man is a Dandelion 1.29.
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.29.

My Man
My Man
He
disappeared
again
He’s up in
the sky
Getting his
belt
Gonna make me
his girl
again

My Man
My Man
Gonna put me
in my place
again
He’s high
so high
on regulated
*****

Don’t overdose
off dosages
that set out
to become  
oceans

Drinking
Jupiter’s gin
Getting drunk
So drunk
Spinning around
Falling down
Creating new
orbits
Galaxies within

Universe was
made
When My Man
made a
commitment

My Man
My Man
He’s craving
me again
In my bed
dark desires
and discipline
Telling me
how good
so good
I’ve been
Making it
hard
so hard
to repent
for what
I did

My Man
My Man
He ain’t
never
gonna ask
My Man
My Man
He is
begging
me for
forgiveness

I must be
The Queen
of the
******

I ain’t never
gonna give him
back
Your Man
Your Man
I’m making
him mine
again
Jun 2019 · 420
My Man is a Dandelion 1.28.
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.28.

I once was a
mistress
of a cowboy in
The New West

The way he kissed
The way he touched
When we made love
No filter
it was rough

And just like the
tobacco he rolled
that *******
lit me up

Well my Daddy
always said
Every Best Western
always gets ruined
by a Scarlett
that falls for
a cowboy like
My Man
Jun 2019 · 393
My Man is a Dandelion 1.27.
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.27.

I have become
the manifestation
of all desires
Temptation incarcerated
If you want to get
with me
Only God need apply

If a misbehaved
woman makes
history
My story will
become mythology

This is the Dandelion Odyssey
You can call me Helen of Troy

A beautiful mind
and behind
such as mine
Has been known
to cause
a few holy wars

I’m making new
combinations
as a clever decoy

I’ll go down in
silent skies
Rare Northern
lights
As I dance on 17
sharp edges
Take one look
at me
I’m a vision
of a masterpiece

A new age
Mona Lisa
The perfect
reality of
Valhalla and
Hel

As I walk down the
staircase in
my 9 inch
heels

I’m looking
around
And I’m not
a fan
I can’t seem
to be able
to find
My Man

Bloodlines
of
Dark Tzars
Smoking cigars
Filling holes
in
Old cemeteries

I’m trying to find
my long lost
Baby
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.26.

I sit by my bedroom window
Smoking
Waiting
Praying the Rosary  

Counting how long
it takes to inhale
different brands
of cigarettes

For 144 days
I have waited for you

Tracking every minute
Time
Tick
Ticking
away
is what I have left  

I don’t write these
sad poems because
you broke my heart
No
I write them because
you made me whole again

I remember telling Jesus
as he was about to
lay down his cross

“ you chose this
  this does not have
  to be your fate”

But he had made
his decision long ago

He never said
the words in my presence
But I know he died to save me

The only reason
a hero
is victorious
is because
they choose
to loose
everything

As I continue to look out
my bedroom widow
Remembering a day
I felt more free
Now
even the sun remains cold

That’s all there
really was
of me
That’s all that’s
really left
of me
A faded memory
of a passing moment
when nothing really mattered
Locked away in my bedroom
when everything seemed possible
in a impossible moment

If I could have it my way
the world wouldn’t
be much better
of a place anyways

I tried so hard
to save everyone’s
grace
but I struggle
daily trying to
save my own

And now
I don’t even have
Jesus around
to save me
anymore

So I am leaving
the graveyard
where I love to linger

Top of my class
On the honour roll
I graduated
I received my
Masters

This is my last life
With my death
I’m going to
cause natural
disasters
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.25.

Stella Ella
That girl is
super Bella
Ella Stella
Your getting
old
That girl is
gonna grow up
to be a
super nova

Ella Ella ola
My girl you
gotta try
You gotta
get sober
Your so Bella
My girl
you better learn
You gotta
do what I
tell ya

Bella Bella Stella
That girl is so
dangerous
Mi Bella Ella
Now that girl
is worried
She told me
Jesus won’t save us

Oh mi Bella Ella
Now my babies gone
She’s hiding behind
those three
mischievous stars

Mi oh my Bella Ella
So fine so stellar
I tried to help her
However this time
my baby your too
far gone
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.24.

I letter to
my Mother

I think
I might
make it this
time around

I’ll be a
big star
I’ll get my
big break
Made it to
Hollywood
Sorry for
stealing
your old mans
car

I'll be living
in allies that
hide between
Northern boulevards
and old forgotten
concrete dreams

Lavender and
caviar
Cologne and
cigars
Taboo and
mischief
Using cheap
lipstick
Rewriting the
hit lists

I'll become that
last world
wonder
that echos
forever
pushing rhythmic
sounds
beyond safe
limits

This is risky
business
Practicing my
divine
debut lines
Telling the
story of a
girl
blessed with
bad habits
God given
talents
looks that
seduced
and words
that produced
death sentences
that tempted
the Devils final
trill

So good bye
fair well
For now
Mother dear

This time
I’m taking my
place
accepting my
fate
In my bare
feet
I’m taking center
stage
For my grand
finale
as a silver-screen
Queen
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.23.

I wish you
could see how
beautiful
I didn’t even
try to look
on the day
of your
funeral

In the snow
Under the lap post
With you my ghost
Barefoot in my
heartbreak
With fallen
snowflakes
I dance alone
with my mistakes

With them I
melt away
Me and my
snowflakes
Without you we
dissipate

It’s you
It’s always been
you
From the moment
I met you
Was the moment
I became alive
First time I
got high
Now I’m committing
homicide
trying to remember
that look in your eyes

Since the beginning
of time
Guess you lost the
memories of when
God created
you and I
That forest gone
grey when I thought
I lost you

God was in
a jealous rage
when I chose you
He only made me
so you wouldn’t be
so lonely too
He never knew
I would refuse
to live without you

The world saw
first anger
when he saw how
I made love to you

So put all the
blame on me
The wrath of
God
made me so
frisky
Blame all the
lost and pain
on me
Nothing gets off
like a sinner
like me
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.22.

Statistics of
statistics
The precise
revision of
demographics
non-existent

The strange
fabrication of
how polluted
and
misconstrued
thoughts

Is a simple
resolution
to every souls
confusion

Can you count
every written
faith?
Books on who's
opinion?
Individually written
by hands influence
by their brand
named wallets

The waste in produce
in mass production
Selling us ideas of
self-destruction
Spending  less
on life lessons
Not saving up
for
self-reflections

Who's dime
pays for time?
Is it time
deciding time?
Or do dimes define
the meaning of time?
Who's time has it become?
What is time?
Time is? Time was?
Time never really
was ours

Watch the kids play
king of high risk
Compete to
defeat in the
depths of debt

Our inherited regrets
forget to check
on emotional scores
you can't get
a credit for
Give praise to high
interest rates
instead of banking
on your faith
Safely you deposit
selfish values
That lock you in
lucrative hate

Bankrup these
divided ideas
Start to believe
in the people
Let’s invest in
each other
again

Who's next in line?
Last in the back?
Who's at the till?
How do you pay
your grocery
bill?
Do you stress?
Depressed?
Do you pay for change?
Presidents and
Prime ministers
face paper electives
bills that select
how countries develop

Look for the Queen
working in virtual
streets
Trying to be a girl
seen in a magazine
Selling the tales
of fictional fascism
Stacked on the
ranks of fast
fashion

Blessed be
the ******
with their new 
Micheal Kors
Losing themselves
in concrete stores
Designers that dictates
your direction
Consuming ourselves
we go off to
slaughter
Is there a refund
in the
death of a daughter?

Who lies?
Who plots?
Who puts capitol
value on gifts
from God?
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.20.

I wrote my
own artist
agreement
Blending the
four primal
colours of war

I’m rewriting
the treaties
Remixes of
aphrodisiacs
My remedies
for life keep
giving me
success

Call me Aphrodite chain smoking
cigarettes
The Lone Orchid of frost bitten
sunsets

I’m the only
one in
one of
a kind
A one hit
wonder that
echos forever
with time

Mesmerizing
Gods and
consolations
I am the
Divine
inspiration

This weak
ecosystem has
made me
vicious again
I wanna see
people get
a bit more
independent

Remove their
denial
See the truth
in the ways
of survival

This is next
level chest
and I’m always
six steps
ahead
When I’m behind
that’s when I
attack at
my best

My bullet proof
**** rate
I’ll take you
out by the neck

Call me up
Say what?

I’ll always be
that crazy
****
saying whatever
it is I want

Ring.Ring.
My telephone
never stops
And I’m never
picking it up
Later I might
hit you
back up

Right now
I’m busy
getting
unplugged
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.19.

It’s been
thirty three days
since I had a my
last nightmare

I still have my
dreams of
realities
soon to come
What I see
there
is far more
frightening
then any
nightmare
you can dream of

This is why my
presence
has become so
haunting
When I speak of
the things
I have seen
Memories of
my voice engraved
forever in your
thoughts
Like silk tainted
with burn marks

I am the fire
that lives inside
you
When your soul has
become burnt out
I will call it my home
Try to defeat me
I will take you down
from  within

All your bottled up
desires
I will turn into a exotic
perfume
That’s how I know
You’ll be back soon

My infections ways
Defective tapes
As I examined back
in time
I realized
I was my own saviour

It’s so hard
to be a Saint
when you’re
this good of a
Sinner
Yet a bad
Sinner trying to
become a
Saint
Neither black nor white
Neither light nor darkness
I am not the space either
But the space
between the space

A woman gone Grey

An rouge observer of what is to come

This is why
my beauty terrifies
You have seen me
before
Everywhere
In dreams and memories
of make believe
In magazines and
works of art
A timeless beauty
Flawed and adored
Boughten of the
shelves
of dusty stores

I have become a
bi product of
provocative thoughts
A alluring fantasy
of a collective humanity
That seduced you
into believing
I was something
I was not

That’s why my
words
you will put on your
grave

I am the first
to wake up
And the last
to fall asleep
Can anyone tell me
Who I have become?
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.17.

Frozen open
backpacks
Hand prints on
the wall
I’m my own
best friend
My best friend
is a *****

When people
complain
over those
ditch weeds
We see
the beauty
in orange
tiger lilies

We hate
the cold
But love
the frost
on dead
trees

My only
saviour was
your kitchen
table

Because of you
I wake up
and plot ways
to get
rich and
famous

I’ll follow
the tracks
To the station
South East
I’ll hijack
the railway
On each train
your name
I’ll graffiti

From ocean
to forest
Mountains to
snowy sea
I’ll show
the whole
world
Your love
gives me
reason to
breath
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.16.

This old town
reminds me
of a forgotten
dream
The familiar
lies
remain in
the secrets it
keeps

Can anyone else
see these
invisible
mysteries
I feel
comfortable
in heartache
of your
memories

I wish you
could have
my eyes
So you could
escape to my
reality
I wish you
could have
my ears
So you could
hear the
whisper of
sweet sounds
in my hair

You do have
the gift of
touch
That’s why
you lift
me up

To this day
the best
decision
I ever made
was running
away
To burn down  
this old town
and walking
away

Learning all
my best lessons
from the words  
of the Bible
That’s why I
never look back
after I set a
fire
SamanthaX Jun 2019
1.15.

It was the
fall of 82
Years and
tears after
I tried
to remember
to forget
how much
I loved
you

Now I'm the
talk
of the
town
They watch
me as I
go crazy
Slide on
down
memory hazy

Smile
in confusion
Still under
the illusion
Stung out
Drug-induced
Still asking
myself
Was it love?
Was it lust?
Coming off
the high
of whatever
it was

I’ve been
trying
to remember
how I would
sing your
old tunes
Nights spent
with you
on a going
nowhere
cruz

We would
load up
on *****
and
shotgun shells
Watching the
heavens as
they fell
A shooting
love aimed
at the
stars above
We wanted to
take the sky
down with
us to Hell

I still wear
that gold cross 
necklace
The one you
liked best
How it would
hang between
my soft *******
Place you put
your heavy head
to rest

For a dark
silent time
You laid
awake
Then in a
whisper
you would
say how
My steady
breath
With my
rhythmic heart
beating
My body
singing
Was your
remedy
To get you
sleeping
It gave you
reason
to catch up
on dreaming

Reputation
Repeating
In this
nowhere town

Where falling
in love would
never escape
It will never
be free
from small town
fate
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