Wake me not !
Drawn lies inside a dream of chaos.
With it, I am imprisoned
with deception,
barren with mistakes,
this fog of rage is resentful.

I am sour,
my mind is a *****,
my lips a cape.
Is this affliction!
Splurging with depictions.
Foreshadowing defeat.
I am neither deemed nor trimmed ,
i am just girl with a scar, a
we my conviction

Once ‘ before the fog ‘
We’re Two lovers with a song
They thrilled with lust
They drowned with excitement
his presence brought light
Her eyes would light up
Like the morning star
Igniting ‘ crave
‘ Combusting with passion


‘ when all was sour ‘
She sought for his presence
Nagged  for his  warmth,
Urged his tender ‘
Like a dried well ‘
Her soul become thirsty
Her hips swelled
Her breast frigid ‘
Her eyes woven ‘
From the taste of his lips
The wrecks of that  was madness’
Her adorn become silent ‘

Love is loving you
Wanting you ‘
Adoring you ‘
For you !
Are whole
Made of warthm
Weaved with kindness
Your soul is  oasis
drifting with beauty

Goodbye to my sweet tomorrow-

I long to yearn the love  of tomorrow
When you and I will clock with laughter
When the today seemly fades’
we’d dream of tomorrow’
The beauty of the Unkown
We’d kiss thrilling for freedom
Two souls with a yearn for mystery
As today’s shade drifts
Our tomorrow is surely ruminate

I feel alone
I felt this low
So long
Longing
For someone
Alone

my days of youth
are not of use
there sought of fused
expected to loose
my essence for truce
my words at ease
for tells,the unseen
my ache  within
I am beneath
without  reach

Passion ignited!
When lust becomes ache ,
When two become one ,
When tender feels intertwined,
It’s blooming right in mid September

I was quiet and shaky at the edge of the river
Screaming in blanks with agony
Staring deep within the endless flowing
While pounding today’s heartache.

The river was silent and calming, within the naked forest
Within my strangles, I am lost
I think of him, endlessly with rage I despair
While pounding today’s heartache.

Sweetheart don’t fight the spirits,
when you’re odd to their empathies,
a puppet in disguise, a parade of  clowns,
saw tense within smile, it shattered in whirring nights.
his fate, his flutter , a décor is exquisite ,
murmurs the insecurity exposed.

locked my demons to keep you safe ‘
I nurtured your deceit ‘
Brought light into your noise ‘
Your weary, my drought
Satisfied with this denial ‘
Yet . I longed for you ,
Me and the stars above .

With grief I am with defiant ,intuitional  in fire  ,
Death her love , cure her loneliness.
Beside my petal  my roses , red to blue  October.
Me and us  in summer,
      

, mama cries her eyes  its noting like her stars
Her sparkle  once stolen. grief, when I was  defiant .My little blue nights  with tense of passion.the warmth of  kisses , it’s thus little frosty lies.
  
With grief I am defiant ,intense sophisticated, my raw raged lover

Like darkness
, once upon a day  
I beamed with virtue ‘
Then I asked?  
unpainted must all  my  colors fade?
Like broken strain , must I chant with ire ?
Like a vase ‘ what’s part of me is halfway empty
Smashed  into pieces cluttered is the pain of existence  

While  I dance to un old grudge
  It sings of  grief !
Telling an old folk
of a faultless villain
That lights with beam
In world full of madness

is forgiveness really becoming a sin!

when your eyes are swollen
weary becomes stiff

no path can mend old regrets.
the mirror is your sigh!

the reflection of neglect
I clench your pardon
rewrite my epiphany

for what I see , forgiveness is a gift
  whose remorse is immense
  with time you brew and stew

I cannot undo what I have done

her eye were gentle like war
her soul was a battlefield
a warfare of romance -
her  mind too hostile
to combats of her past
yet her lips fueled anger
she was barren to defeat
a rebel to her chaos -
no casualties to her  grievance-

Yet tommrow come
Today is glee
To those who held dear
To free for souls ‘ unfear
Tomorrow myth
Will today bring me ‘ cheer
While weep away my feer
Promise I wont sheer
To be clear  iam not here
For today is ‘ my cheer
Tomorrow away I. fear

your now a memory
the one Id forget
to frail to forgive.
to settling to refrain
to keen to restart
a memory with dust
too swirls of time .
my wounds  consent  
capture these scars
the  old grudge melts
my incense is combusted
in  between  then and forever-

like a switch she flips ,
her soul is the brightest  
she' fickle
eccentric like is her mind
her eyes radiant
with a lurker past
that fuels anger
there's a dim in words
for a  girl with vigilance

Mama for once I sought not to seek your wrath , but I seek mercy within the eyes ,
For odd years have swept , neither we nor I become of strangers.
Mama I seek for solace , at the arms of a traitor , he sees me as as forsaken , weakened , at the mercy of men.
I plead we take , heart to what  was once us, to  what brought Union. When comes tumbling we stand as pillars

il let you go -
for my soul was electric
to a love so poised.
a pagan to my chaos
il revive my reality
my intuitive denial ,

, we fade  like dust
my  ignition was  solace.
clenched with grace -
I diminished my pride ,
to savor your rejection,
was I too futile ?,

I am gullible to lies ,
yet you keep,  me secluded,

the pretense is coiled.

It’s all I could give
The parts of me
That are pretty frail
I’d mold me ?‘
Too! Imperfectly
The disease is inflicting
I’d cut me half
Each part my turmoil  
Some broken
Some pleasing
Some forgotten

It’s all I could give
The better of me
The truce of me
In this cold world
Neither forgotten
Neither grieved
It’s all Repellent  

The herd of rejection
My filed was collateral
Yet I was  fractured

You!
forged of the earth
Soul of the sea
Mind of the rock
Lips of the dame
Eyes of wind
You!
Hands of steel
Touch of a storm
You!
siege of the knights  
the insolent warrior

You!
The benevolent Chiseler  
The king of angst
The epiphany of madness

Upon her well , water runs through her soul,rinsing her chaos, drowning her lust ' upon her she drinks within. The divine is that of  grace-upon her cry she is made of beauty

🎍 Silence was her song ‘
Anywhere but here
As she sang !
Her lonely rhythm
   A Beating  soul ‘to’
    Anywhere but here ‘🪐
For here was tune of  old wounds #’- a melody of sore regrets 🥀

The kings we dream of ‘aren’t the kings we meet ‘ for the kings we seek are make belief ‘the ones who are who are  knights , brave and selfless’

For the ones we meet  are cold and harden ‘ disguised with crowns ‘ and castles ‘ locked with no remorse’  

they would battle to see you wrecked ‘ claiming your soul ‘ in shreds your ruined . yet you dance’ to an empty audience’ longing for a king 💕

as old as time
I grace with age
my years,it birthed fate
wisdom is swollen
notion is heightened
Youth descended,
like lips ascend
words to plural
formal for dull minds
with tales of  life
I flatter mortality  
yet I am bathed with solace

Her soul like a river ,
how smooth it feels ,
  How calm it is
,how gentle it drifts ,
  Her soul like a river
how it sooth’one ‘
  How soaking it drowns one   ,
yet it rinse ‘ me
  
The depth is hurling
  
  Its drowns with chaos ‘
  
Her soul is river ,
   With basin of love ,

il dance with the wind
inhale  all its turmoil
upheld my wounds
my soul is mechanic
it drifts within time .
the squeals of my ache
are invincible.
I am the midnight breeze
exhale my exhaustion
as I coil my freedom

lips sharp that cut deep,
within ones soul ,
the wounds of solaces
his words so spoken
softly with taste
of his kisses that
blades my emission
to the phrase of
his seduction ,
he prunes deep

I held pain
i kissed her
she was of comfort
to the wounds of my past
she gave me grief
i drowned with it ,
she became foe
when joy lingered .
shes' my harbor ,
while i withered,
I rift within her
she' my fury
my wrath
my solemn
when madness prevails

Are you worthy ?,to one self
To appealing to self destruct !
Compelled by your scorn
To willing to forget yourself
Too Yielding of choice
Yet burrier to something
Unworthy

Did I choose this ?
Choose to be loved
Yet the feeling is odd
To be kissed yet the thrill is lost
To be touched ‘ yet I am numb
The warmth of silence
Is a cage of despair
In a path to nowhere
My past remains here

Neither do I think of my heart
Weaken by the chaos of men
Neither do I think I am free
Nor I am lost with love
Yet it’ is the one thing
I recokened wirh it
It is but the one I yearn
In dreams like shadows
I despair within it
Why then does this it sting 🦂

a foul mouth  is conscious
it derives what is true  
it consumes your intellect
as a coward you fall.
in a treat for disaster
in your drown to its fury
you dance to its chaos
you relish with anger
for how loath can words
play?foul in the eyes
of its prey.?

have I loved ‘
why do I marvel at your sight
beam at your gaze ?
have time seized ?
while I waist to your beauty ?
aren’t were just ‘ loners ?
finding solitude to this benevolence
am I dreaming ‘?
to the fondness of  your soul

the drought is long gone
its buried to dust ,
as it  lay to rest
a brighter tomorrow
merges
with abundance,and truce

She Utters

She boarded her fate to Minnesota.
She made her way
To a deadly audience.
With a grin-she was hopeful.
Her eyes soaked of warmth
her gaze so intangible.

Not  found of attention,
As cunning as her audience,
Her art was profoundly
her sketch was presumable.

She grasped for breath!
Her lips carelessly rhymed
Her pain, so glued for comfort
Her eyes sour
She  spoke softly in resentment

Her script well adept
her lips inferno, stir controversy
That blazed the stage with passion for disdain
Her dialects a mournful adversity
Uncut the pause , her audience mocked!
A resented  integrity.

As coward, they laughed.
rebuked her willAs masterly of con.
she sobs a Jab to reality .
100 days of depiction
100 nights of pretense.
Refined by her role
she made her exit

In my story I was the protagonist’ a victim of so many brawls . I lost count of being a hero . I wrote a chapter filled with loathed , each word comprised of pain.


The page was my soul ‘
the ink my tears .
He’d reap my narrative
As a flaw to his solemn
Scribbled my fury with a roar
yet I lost count of being my hero

were do I go?
when I have held my last breath!
is it eden in my eyes
is it  joy revoked!
is it bliss with splendor!

  
is it light with beauty
is it calm with peace

I lay barren ,
my soul is a feather
is it sooth within silence
will it  beam within darkness
it  echos within cries
too painful too gaze !
is it  the spirit that demise
is  the reaper content ?
is it hollow with gloom !

is it blinded with sorrow?

She drunk her sorrow
   In a jar of lies,
    The taste of vain,
Indulged her ache,
    Consumed by pain
Her alley was frail,
   her sip to chaos, was too tempting,
     All bottled in rage.
      She brewed her madness ,
All she could take in
      Was a **** to freedom

be Mine ‘ like summer
we two wild!
for the joist of the sun ‘
to radiant for its glint
to revelent for its shade
like heat ‘ our souls combust
there’s fineness to our kisses
sunlight infrared by this romance

My element is Water 💦  I am gentle like  the river. that flows within me., I am fresh as spring.I drown with love , I float  truculent . My soul is  Oasis. .I am thirsty for devotion. I rain with elegance. I am flooded with rage , waved with fear , my lips like hurricane.I stream with sheer. Powerful enough to rinse you with life

He was not one to love -
one to hold .
his cold  was  pertain
one without  a soul
one with love
his lies ,I  marvel
cruel to his oath
he was vague to warmth
one without prudence
one with a  carnage
he was' without honor

a villain to reason .
his  parlor are deceits
forged by his greed
he was no without trust
his loyalty was feeble
his words cunning
his plot was spiteful
he was one without  integrity

What if death is a dream you won’t remember’ to awaken to a life that is recokened .
This dream a cascade of deaths  trampling to many existence .
You awaken yet you won’t remember of how  you came to be ‘ only distant memories wash the view in a sight of that was forgotten

,to her  chaotic world
he held her
to a trail of lights
brighten by his innocence

two souls ignited
to a colorful  adorn
it illuminates sweetnesses
scented by memories
that fade to dust

a story of two lovers
enthralled by lust
and enamored by passion
his presence gave light
that fused her eyes
like the dawn
, igniting her craving
‘ erupting with passion

For the tongue is fiery,
Words burn,
In skin its thick
the soul's aches,

However, she peels and squalls all that she feared' to reveal the hope that lies within those wounds. For her love is the only incise to those wounds, a scratch no longer forgiving.

the' fire in her eyes ,
burned souls,
her smile was a flame
that blazed beauty
her lips fluorescent
they fueled pleasure
her gaze was electric
as striking as thunder.
her mind  eccentric
it ignites passion

I am found of the night
  and its serene- Itkeeps my soul at bay  
for once I taste the scent of sooth. me and the calm of silence . its youth gives me life, its truce is superior.

like inferno my love is radiant ‘
my charm is luminous,
It burn with lust ,
with a soul so bright,
It  with light with energy  
It ignite with pleasure,
My lips so furry
They’ll strike like thunder
  To love so timeless ,
  baked with valor ,
    
flow within me ,
let me edify your philia
I am shelled with sensual
There’s tender within me ,
It flames my epiphany,
it arouse my sanity ,
with splendor ,
It gravitates ,with serene ,
To the thriller’s of life
It colors with spark
Its flares with appeal
Its beyond glory