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Mar 2022 · 251
desolation
Samantha Cunha Mar 2022
Desolation. Winding Roads.
Last winter’s sadness
Has reverberated back around.
A heavenly melody, a dark sound.

You never stay long enough
For me to finish a poem. You never create
A space for me to call home.
Never a place to call my own.

Desolation.
Abandoned homes.
Old haunts. hometown bars.
Last years christmas lights strung on
a wooden fence.

Desolation. Winding roads.

All I wanted
was a place to call home.
Feb 2022 · 602
Not the girl
Samantha Cunha Feb 2022
Not the girl you meet
Down at church or the local store
Not the girl you catch a glimpse of
Small twinkles in the iris-
Flashes of home

  more of a 2 am blue

Visceral red lights
Chinatown
Buhwick laughter and red solo cups

More of a dark revel in the
Unknown
More of a midnight train into
Where you have not yet
Dared to roam.

More of a fleeting feeling, less of
A rooted tree.

More of the one
That almost was but wasn’t quite
More of a blurred 2 am night.

Not the one you take home-

More of the one you found

when lost
And forlorn.
Jan 2022 · 440
Untitled
Samantha Cunha Jan 2022
you aren't real
so you fade away.

what isn't real
will never remain.

I made you real
inside my mind
I gave you colors
I made you shine.

I made you real.
I made you feel.
Jan 2022 · 464
Ephemeral poetess
Samantha Cunha Jan 2022
Like swaying winds, I come & go
Ephemeral poetess, Down the crooked
path and winded road.

You may see me on a cool blue day,
but like most beauty,

I am not rooted
enough to stay.

You could call my name
and let it roll of your tongue,
you could talk to the
ethers, and summon
the sun,

Like rolling tides,
I come, but don't stay,
so when you here the wind,
you too, can sway.
Dec 2021 · 125
Fast
Samantha Cunha Dec 2021
We had it that night
We lost it just as fast
Fast
Like racing cars
Down sunset blvd and vine
Fast
Like my breathing
As you hold me close
As  my thighs shake
Fast

We had it that night
We lost it just as fast
Vast
Like the sea i swim in alone
Vast
Like the stars i hum to in hopes
Of something more
We had it that night
And lost it just as fast
For some things
Some names
Can’t be held on too for too long
Some palm trees sway towards
Another direction
Another wind

I had you that night
& I lost you
Just as fast
Dec 2021 · 156
Fast
Samantha Cunha Dec 2021
We had it that night
We lost it just as fast
Fast
Like racing cars
Down sunset blvd and vine
Fast
Like my breathing
As you hold me close
As  my thighs shake
Fast

We had it that night
We lost it just as fast
Vast
Like the sea i swim in alone
Vast
Like the stars i hum to in hopes
Of some savior above
We had it that night
And lost it just as fast
For some things
Some names
Can’t be held on too for too long
Some palm trees sway towards
Another direction
Another wind

I had you that night
& I lost you
Just as fast
Dec 2021 · 141
Haikus
Samantha Cunha Dec 2021
Writing haikus amidst summer rain
to remember how all you brought was
dampened pages & pain

To remind myself
of how you went
then came,
to remind myself how no
weather condition
no man has every stayed the same
to remind myself

of the beauty in pain

to remind myself how
rain can come down
like omnipresent gods
& how it can rain in LA
despite all odds

I wrote you a haiku
in summer rain
to remind myself of how
you brought
dampened pages
and pain
Dec 2021 · 105
Home
Samantha Cunha Dec 2021
This place never felt like home
merely a container for the wicked mind
falling into abyss where angels
cry, I look for you
as my only sky, and the only time
I feel lost is when there's nothing left
to grasp.

This place never felt like home
merely a place to rest a troubled
mind, or a place
to dim my shine.
Dec 2021 · 139
Desolate
Samantha Cunha Dec 2021
angels didn’t come to sing
That night
When i was all alone
By the desolate shore
When i was all alone
With the midnight sky

Feeling like the end was near
Feeling like there was no
Laughter left to hear

Angels didn’t come to
Sing that night
I found your dark shadows
Trick my light

No light on the pier
No angel near

Only I
And a desolate shore
And the midnight sky
Dec 2021 · 453
Mystic Poetics
Samantha Cunha Dec 2021
I am a mystic
by day & a poet by night
but most
Days i am not sure i want to
Be either.

You call me from miles
Away
a deserted valley seeking the
Vast unknown.
I seek it too in Four walls for i don't have to travel
So far


I look to you when
The stars don’t shine so bright
you disappear
So i radiate my own light

I keep
Dreaming all
Day and all night

You say there’s a land
Far away buti don’t want
To go.

For I seek for

The vast
Unknown
Within these four walls.
And when i look for you

I answer my own call
the days feel short,
you stand tall.

I am a mystic by day
A poet by night
But
most days
I am not sure

I want to be either.
Dec 2021 · 106
Higher
Samantha Cunha Dec 2021
Higher than heaven
you rose, elevating in the
dark woods, reading slowly,
words burning, rolling off your tongue,
majestic poetry & prose.

Fairy of the night, I sing, lyrical
& whimsical, you rose,
higher than heaven, poetry & prose.

I wasn't rooted, like the old wooden trees,
you told me when seasons shift, I turn into ice, and freeze
for I was never what you wanted me to be,
rooted, no, for I was free.
Dec 2021 · 270
Epiphany
Samantha Cunha Dec 2021
An epiphany -
cool & blue.

nothing on the other
side of town tonight.

Christmas lights made
me feel lonely last Tuesday.

you seem vast -
& there's nothing beneath it, like
looking for gold in an abandoned sea.
You- more
of an abyss of nothingness.

An epiphany last tuesday
nothing on the other side of town
your eyes
vacant
Nov 2021 · 925
Summer Rain
Samantha Cunha Nov 2021
I wrote you a haiku
In summer rain

All you brought

Was dampened pages
&
pain.
Oct 2021 · 130
Hallow's Eve
Samantha Cunha Oct 2021
Birds chirp softly, Hallow's Eve
burnt candles line my wooden dresser
Green paint chipping, fading

Your soft air blows my way
You came like wind
and couldn't stay

like most things in life,

Haunting me

in our final hour.

Birds chirp softly,

Hallow's Eve. Grasping tightly
to one final glimpse
of what could never be.

Like a ghost in my long
Hallway on this tree lined street.

Sun sets slowly
Hallow's Eve
the cars buzz softly.
Lights dim low. Street lights
Cast a soft glow.

I hope to dream once more
Of you and me,
On this heavenly remembrance
Of last
Hallow’s Eve.
Oct 2021 · 737
Sway
Samantha Cunha Oct 2021
Wild flowers dancing
in my fields
I no longer sway,


No more long flowery dresses
Or lilac perfume
scents.

I lie still.

I no longer drive
The untouched roads
Paved with gold.

I no longer sway.
I no longer move at any distant
Beat. I no longer move
At any sensation in my feet.

Wild flowers dance

in my fields
I lie still.
Sep 2021 · 555
Born to escape
Samantha Cunha Sep 2021
Reverberation
of  bells echo
Distance and lucid
Lulling to me ,
A familiar
unknown
Church on the other
Side of town

I am less holy
Tonight, Getting darker
By the hour.

I dreamed

of you once
On a cold barren night
& here you are
Wavering, languid,
never remaining the same.


Cold Santa Barbara Air
Blowing
Into the small top floor
Apartment

Needle in my green vein
Bleeding , eyes closed
& consciousness vast-
Fading in
And out,\

His breathing louder, rising
Like the waves, crashing,
into me
Like the waves.  

I am lucid tonight.
born to escape
This life, for
We watch the distant
Sea in awe
And sing lyrical tunes in a vacant
Apartment at dawn and we leave our homes
Only to miss them.

We never belonged here in the first place,
It never felt like home.

My limbs are long and sore
From a falling unto the earth



we were born to escape
Sep 2021 · 90
Untitled
Samantha Cunha Sep 2021
To  write
Each day until

My fingers bleed

To love you each
Hour until my
Body leaves

To sit here
In the cool morning breeze

To love you from afar


Cool and blue
Distant seas

This is all i long
To do,  to give
Myself

Is nothing new

I’ll write each day until
My fingers bleed
And ill sing every hour
To the brown fall leaves

I’ll love you here
Until my body leaves.
Sep 2021 · 602
languid
Samantha Cunha Sep 2021
Hope brought me
to life, you brought me
to the sea.

When all is lost,
Your prayers
bring me to my knees.

I follow the drumming
of a distant untethered beat,
wild & erratic, Dancing languid,moving
free.

Hope brought me to life,
you brought me to the beach,

and a moment in time
is all I can see,

For now I move
languid and free.
Sep 2021 · 1.0k
Guiding Light
Samantha Cunha Sep 2021
Guiding light shines
within me,
omnipresent
on vast roads ahead,
like glittering gods.

Like headlights
when the
clear road
eludes me, like
winds in spring,
in my time of need.

For there are paths
yet to be paved
& mountains
yet to be trekked
& All the stars
can't shine at once.

Guiding light, you lie
within me, even when you
are blocked by a tall palm tree,
even when you are dim
on my midnight drives, & it's hard
for me to see,

Guiding light, you lie
within me.
Sep 2021 · 401
Road to Paradise
Samantha Cunha Sep 2021
The road to paradise
Is long & worn

Cool wind sways me
to dark blue
Untethered dreams,
You left me here
With
Nothing but
tattered seams

Unraveled
And torn .

Freedoms Shores
Run to me,

Long drives to
nowhere
Midnight rises
slow, and
Eerie.

You feel me there
In the air

I am scattered
All along ,
Amongst
Your multitudes,
I am everywhere.

The road to paradise

Is long
And worn.


The blue wind sways me
You left
Me forlorn.
Sep 2021 · 356
Dark Side of June
Samantha Cunha Sep 2021
Soft Radiance,
Lambent light
in the distant  air of June,
Guiding us into the night.

There was a feeling, a longing
of what could be, Us drifting
Free,  through the veil
unseen,
Wavering, wild eyes longing to
Leave  in June.

Ride high into the
Monsoon,  soft air blowing us
Away from This place, this lambent light
On the darker side of June.

Soft radiance, lambent light
In june. Daydreams rush to me, like
Distant Shores unseen, Visions
On the dark side of June,

Of what
could have been,
of what almost was,
but did not Bloom.
Aug 2021 · 1.5k
Remnant of Light
Samantha Cunha Aug 2021
There is a  slight
remnant of light
peaking through the evading
daytime glow, it casts
a shadow on your iris,
blue & cold.

There is a remnant
of  summer
winds in the cool breeze,
swaying us into
some decadent
daydream.

There is a remnant
And shadow  of
you in my tree lined
view, floating away,
like
you  always do.

So surreal and evading,
Blowing, never remaining,
so surreal and fading,

Like the remnants of
Light, like the remnants
Of our last
Goodbye.
May 2021 · 805
Spring Hymn
Samantha Cunha May 2021
The winds of change
are blowing in
a spring hymn
Apr 2021 · 247
Fields
Samantha Cunha Apr 2021
You held a field of dreams
By the bedside lamp
To galvanize these nights
Tucked away in a wooden drawer

There are some whom never
Held a twinkle in their eyes
Whom never gazed to heaven
Wondering why

We belong to a different
Sort of sky, a two toned
Sky, with darkness
And vast light

Fields and endless
Dreams tonight
Let’s gaze beyond to wonder
Why, musings of the other side

Fields of dreams outline
Tonight as we wander
With heaven nigh
Mar 2021 · 343
Sacred
Samantha Cunha Mar 2021
You made me feel like
I was easy to forget
Like loose change blowing
in the santa ana winds,
or summer daydreams
with no roots in the winter shift
of season.

You made me feel like
my body was a vessel
for your pleasure,
not a temple, nor
religion, no sacred space,
no worship in sight.

You made me feel like I was a dream,
a sweet gentle
whisper in the breeze, a melody lost
on the tip of your tongue,
easy to forget.

Was I that easy to forget?
Or does my sweet sound reverberate
back around
Mar 2021 · 125
Summer Hymm
Samantha Cunha Mar 2021
A summer Hymm falls
from the heavens amongst a
spectacular wind.

A summer hymm
drops and simmers into
the burning red sea
parting you and me
into the night

Burning us like stars
which dazzle on the
most maleficent night

let the gods speak
through you
Don't hold back

Let the gods speak
to you

Dont hold back
Feb 2021 · 586
Poetry Book Announcement
Samantha Cunha Feb 2021
Hi fellow beloved poets! I have released my poetry book on amazon. For anyone who likes or supports my work, I would greatly appreciate you checking my book out! Has poems and really lovely illustrations :) Stay blessed my fellow poets.

"Midnight Blues"

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Feb 2021 · 758
Lost
Samantha Cunha Feb 2021
Lost spirits at dawn
come to my prickled
ear & sing to me
a midnight song.

Promise me, you won't
float away in the zephyr, nor
take too long,

for I am left with
the lost spirits
at dawn.
Feb 2021 · 303
Light
Samantha Cunha Feb 2021
There is a remnant of light
peaking through the evading
daytime glow, it casts
a shadow on your iris,
blue and cold.

There is a remnant
of wind in the cool breeze,
swaying us into
some decadent
daydream.

There is a remnant of
you in my tree lined
view, floating away, like
you do.

So surreal and evading,
so surreal and fading
Feb 2021 · 185
Bowers
Samantha Cunha Feb 2021
Underneath the bowers,
my lassitude sent me straight
to a heavenly daydream.

Pines, vines, pines,
and vines were intertwined,
and you were mine.

For only in the darkest
palace amidst dusk,
& only in your encompassing
scent of dark musk,
& only in a land
where dim stars shine

Only in such a place,
could you
have been mine.
Feb 2021 · 289
SEEKER
Samantha Cunha Feb 2021
I was born a seeker.
A seeker
Of the darkness, a seeker of the supernatural
Light reflecting a heavenly glow, turning
On slow, in the Los Angeles
Mist of summer.

I rode the bus to places unknown, longing,
And searching for a home, looking for something
Larger- bigger than us, something which couldn’t
Be grasped in my fingertips.

I was seeking something which couldn’t be swayed
By the languid winds, a feeling, a place
I dreamed of once on a cold, barren night,

I was born a seeker, so I looked above
For the answers in the celestial bodies,
The twinkling stars in the skies or
The twinkling stars in some strangers' eyes.

I climbed the mountains, and fell just
As hard as I rose. I searched for the vastness
In ancient poetry and prose

I was burned by forest fires,
And burned by my own untamed desires,
Wild under a blue moon,
Hoping to find a feeling
Which would make me swoon.

I was born a seeker, and to this day,
I am not quite sure
What I was hoping to find.
Dec 2020 · 225
Daylight Savings
Samantha Cunha Dec 2020
The darkness
Settles in,
seeps
Into the room
By five pm,

My mind is bent,
The time is bent.

Clocks set an hour
Ahead,
My kettle whistles
The tea
Is steaming
Evaporating
What was never
There,
What could
Never stay,

My mind is reeling,
The tv is loud,
His pale hands
Touch my skin,
Cold to the bones.

I miss the sunlight,
and the
Trees.

I long to go home,
my
eyes
are forlorn.
Nov 2020 · 303
Rebirth
Samantha Cunha Nov 2020
We died a million times
beneath the destructive
celestial bodies.

You, reborn with a
glint in your eyes & the vast,
cosmic darkness
carried only by
the heavy nights.

We died a million
times, what's
another night?

Me, reborn with haunted
eyes

we died a million
times, what's another night?
Nov 2020 · 121
awake
Samantha Cunha Nov 2020
You- awake,
ghastly at the unholy
hour beneath my
crescent and waning moon.

I dreamt of your deja
vu, and spoke to you
through the distant,
unwavering monsoon.

you are awake and
ghastly at this
hour - eyes lit up
with desires.

kerosene drenched
fires- only you,
awake and unghastly
can take me
higher.
Nov 2020 · 127
abyss
Samantha Cunha Nov 2020
Your eyes are black

Your hands are red

Grasping, grabbing

Me by the moonlight.

Off in a distance-
An abyss.

I contemplate
How deep I can dive
To swim away- or to
Feel anything at all.

Seaside waves crashing
Violently into me,
As are you.

I let out a sound-
But My feet- they
Can’t touch the
Ground.

So now I float
Above the ground
And it’s hard for me
To ever come down.

Eternally lost- and
Never found.

You haunted me
With just one look-and
Your eyes black
Hands red

Now I lie here-
Not quite alive
Nor dead.
Jul 2020 · 277
any road
Samantha Cunha Jul 2020
Any road could take you there
you and I,
the 405,
the sunshine of our rain
the storm of our own disaster
the never ending paths
the electric blue skies
the prophetic visions
you and I,
the 405
the clouds are high
Any road could take you there
you and I,
take the ride
Jul 2020 · 184
the muse
Samantha Cunha Jul 2020
I warn the lost soul
On the desolate road-
For he musnt follow
The muse.

I speak ***** syllables
Of truth- for the muse
Wanders lost, seeks
Yet is never sought.

The muse is a femme fatale
An alluring temptress
Of the night

You Seek her  illusions
With unclear foresight
Jul 2020 · 151
the road
Samantha Cunha Jul 2020
Not all worlds
Are meant to be
Explored

Not all fires
To be lit

We will not be
Rewarded
For every
Road we drove


But instead that
Which we
Walked away from.
Jun 2020 · 121
rotten
Samantha Cunha Jun 2020
I was once a delicate
rose
until your thorn
the ravaging of my body
you left me bruised and torn
The scorn of night
and endless dark
void of light

Blood trickled
down my legs like dripping
juice from a rotten peach

The omens of
the distraught midnight beach



& the only witness
of that night
is the void within
and the stars in the sky

they glitter and gleam
in hopes I carry on
even when
it all went wrong
Jun 2020 · 137
Untitled
Samantha Cunha Jun 2020
I prance on your wooden
bed like a fawn in
the forrest of ephemeral desire

You sing to me a lullaby
in the distant landscape
where time melts
and ceases to exist

I heard heaven
is on earth
and the angels are
all around

For without your love,
I was once lost

Now I am Found
Jun 2020 · 137
Fading skyline
Samantha Cunha Jun 2020
We sin only to confess
Reverberation of church bells
In a lonesome alley

Fading Skyline
while you mainline

you no longer shine
you no longer shine
Jun 2020 · 134
Untitled
Samantha Cunha Jun 2020
I was born beneath
the waxing darkened sky & moon
I saw the depths
of darkness too soon

When the stars sparkled
and twinkled in my iris
I was born backwards and
remembered my past
life as isis

I was born beneath the waxing moon
I experienced the depths
of darkness too soon

So forgive me when I no longer
swoon- for lord knows
I saw the depths
of darkness too soon
Jun 2020 · 77
delirium
Samantha Cunha Jun 2020
Daydreams lost in
a clouded
haze of delirium

Sin tastes like
gilded gates
of heaven opening
at golden hour

Chalice filled
to the brim awaits us
we are always drinking
poison

You're eyes are
dark as the ravens
whom fly amidst
the midnight sky

Delirium of endless nights
and endless lost highways
we ride
Jun 2020 · 142
lost
Samantha Cunha Jun 2020
Lost spirits at dawn
come to my ear and speak to me
of the midnight song
Jun 2020 · 95
enchant you
Samantha Cunha Jun 2020
I am an ephemeral spirit
Turning off the daunting light
In your hallway of wicked dreams

You come to me to enchant
Your desires, and leave with unraveling
Velvet seams

When the smoke rises high in the midnight
Blue sky, and the moon howls and cries
Come find me where the music is haunting
& the love daunting
May 2020 · 104
Ode to Frost
Samantha Cunha May 2020
Robert Frost- you come to
me in a silly daydream, where the
reckless sun beats heavy on my feet.

You speak to me of the road less
travelled, and I can see it down
the winding path, where vines
may harm me along the way
Where danger may befall, and tear
my limbs- as I stand tall and carry on

Frost- you come to me in a long daydream
I see the path, I will seek it
no matter how long- no matter
how winded.


For I too, long to tell the tale
of the winded, rough, rarely trekked
road which made
all the difference.
May 2020 · 99
lost
Samantha Cunha May 2020
There is a thunderstorm
Rampant in my eyes for
They tried to steal our paradise

Where my love once grew heavenly
And divine on the sweet vine
It is now withering away
Beneath the vacant sunshine

I am lost in your eyes and
They tried to steal our paradise
Now i stand tall and alone
Close to the sky
May 2020 · 128
eye of the storm
Samantha Cunha May 2020
Crystalized visions as I stand
tall in the eye of the storm

Look what they did
to me, for I
am savaged, broken,
and torn

Blood trickles
from my legs
like dripping juice
from rotten peaches

I am silent amidst
the red sun rising
as I stand tall
in the eye of the storm

Look what they did to me
mother, I am broken and torn
May 2020 · 233
Silent Violence
Samantha Cunha May 2020
There's a violence
amidst the white noise
Open sky
white, vast, and daunting
My eyes are shut and I can no longer
feel your presence

There is a loss of god
in my soul, and an empty
void which only expands
the more I fill
it

The nights melt into
the days like candle wax
and I'm dripping, dripping, dripping
melting, I am melting

Violence amidst the silence
as I seek the long, winded road
leading nowhere in particular
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