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

Adam is gracious with a gaze
his lips sweetest of vines
his touch, grooms my ache,
the recall of smooches,
in a found night .
My soul wept
His tender regards,
aroused my ignition

From afar,
I saw lands, that bliss beauty,
that melt like gold,
that beamed like diamonds.
like a dream, In happiness,
stars gleaming with smiles,
my eyes wept, as promise bestowed,

a glimmer for tomorrow,
when laughter is sickness,
when death is a cure,
when love is factious,
For today isn’t reckon,
Faith is foreseeable.

Nothing tames the breeze that is soaked within worth, words within mind , constance within aim,Poised within smile. It’s danger within glory(2019) i revolutionary within desperation the taste of indulgence

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

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?

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

A broken girl grips a broken dream,
there’s a fire within calm,
drifting oceans won’t tame soul,
she bows to ease wounds.
tears swept the vale,
sorrows within  scars,
written among stars,
words won’t fade her
there ‘heaven within eyes.


A broken girl with broken wings,
tormented in chapters,
a blaze of grief,
It’s a man’s world,
weeps drowned wells,
despair in dreams,
gone thru the wind,
missing puzzles open,
paradise within a smile.

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

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

words spoken softly
a-shed  from pain -
unveiling resentment
buried with ache '
war became familiar-
just was her soul
burning with grief-
a settled scorn
in World filled with wrath
redemption seemed obscure
with lips  too-stale,
she' yield

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

My lovers lies,
are broad as the Nile ,
His tease smooth,
like that of honey,
to sooth for concern
wove the untold,
The growls ,
is unhinged,

The hypocrisy,
Too Crafty  
the  soul at fist  
fond of blasphemy
the nourishment,
is unnerving
the gasp,  
too unfamiliar

his gaze that of the moon,
His grace of luminaries,
His eyes  too delightful  
the yearning thaws,
Too dull for pretense,


it, burns my urge ,
the tales, clayed
with madness,
and yet, to consoling

in spite of spite, I want you!
Despite its delicate, it’s you,
It's euphoria sailing to hearts,
It's coral in crimson,
It's Dahlia in sunsets.
It's a timeless voyage

I guess the dreams we dream, aren’t the dreams we wish. We wonder within them ,searching for hope In glimmer of lights. But what shatters the dream is , the acceptance of reality.

the world was to dull for her ,
so she elopes, her endeavors out of the ordinary . in dream that ascended grace , and beauty.  she was redemptive, to explore a universe where  she could be a starlet of sunshine, were she forged her destiny- were are flaws were flawless, a world of laughter .Far from the chaos of her reality.

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 💕

To heal I plucked grace within my soul-that  was the first day of spring- like confetti splattered, knowing these parts would blend into a blissful departure.

She is fierce but with fire, she burns for certainty,
She commands her flames like wonder,
Her lips are smoky,
Her tears are gasoline,
Why wage a war?
her destiny is your ticket to hell.

Forgetting you is like missing the sweetness of the rain
As I stare wide awaken to a golden night,
  I neglect us in fond times  

   In Spring you drizzled like wild roses
   The taste of morning dew,
   As the day burns in flames,
   Two world entwined.
   A Whisper of tender sonnets
    

Forgetting you is like gazing at the **** sky
Our world was spring in the summer nights
Burn me with this Wilden kisses
As you blaze my darkest infinity
There was magic  in chapters that inked
Like sproutless words

Forgetting you is like missing the darling of winter.
The frozen spells, the melting of ache.
Won’t bring us back!

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

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

Mamá said friendship is like a season , it’s like a needle with a thread it’s a forever with a good bye. Mama saids friendship is like autum when all is ripe ,and color, we pluck the color , and we loose the taste..

One Day your ghost wont tame My visibity-
for then you will be Dust on solid ground .
a faded Relief! ,

I wont trim my eager

, Il silence my scorn. You’ll be smuggled by words - Finding  the escape to win me over.

by then Il troll the wind .

pulling your sarcastic gesture is another lie in a jar of excuses  .

Exhausting my inner swiftness.

There once a girl with fatal smile,
Fear was her missile,
Fury her pretense,
Adorned by wrath, scorned by violence,
Her  mischievous were pale , evoked  by grief
A girl with no shadow,
an outcast of her echo,
a forgotten culprit,
in her own somber,

A girl like me see no ease at war,
When my mind is rage like fire,
My eyes sparkle flames of mettle
My lips whisper sonnets of faith
A girl like me see no ease at war

If you decide to go
Don’t comeback here
When the past near  
not your rage
My dear
It’ disappears right here  
When the world is unclear
These tears
Become dreadful without  fear

I searched  for God in the wrong places
I was caught In combat of destruction.
Me against man,
my whole,  my world in flames

I searched for Him without reach ,

A disconnect , no reconciliación.
I m a woman apart, fragment from her past  
Silenced By my scars  .

I have  seen pain but yet I kept  searching  . I knelt ,I prayed I saved myself amen to grace ,In torment I stayed , In circles I repent  . Yet I searched for him.

My mind was raw , I wept  today would bring more sweetness of tommorow  

A dream I  see in a stranger.
Yet I felt his silence , his grin.

As I screamed! Father forsake me not , I am the seed of your craft when ends meet il keep searching

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

The sky was ****
and the clouds were wet as dew,
The night was misty, just me and my woes
Like the rain, rinsed me I bathed in guilt.  
I reckoned a furry that sparked a storm,
For the moon was my phantom, and the stars my valiant.
Reciting my triumphs for a midnight summer ‘’

I could not Fight my Grief

  So I  held my  wrath, starved for darkness ,
   My fury vindicated, so I craved for war
   I could taste the urge of my irony,
the suffrage of my scars ,
  
The open submission, was a pale reality.
    Was this my execution? Was I the bear of my chaos?
     The weight of my pain, was measured by scorn .

grief is a ribbon-
tied to the soul-
threading in ache
its stripped within
a  dis formality.
  all  clothed in rage
to knotted fright
my  lost contempt
is a  parallel seclusion  
it drift with resentment
the bond is formidable.

grief was her death
to be feared ,
her pain to be cheered  
her words cleared
her soul smeared
her mind speared
to all that is sheared

Shes' was fire
her courage blazed the earth
she' strength
her grace sparks beauty
her soul is inferno
it ignites power
her patience is light
that fuel ⛽️ passion
with lips like flame
her turmoil burnt
her  resilience is a blast

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 .

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

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

The river of her soul,
the smoothness of it,
  its calmness
as it drifts,
  like a river of her soul
, it soothes one
, it drowns one,
cleansing one
  
deep within
  you will find love

yet she is a warrior ‘ in her battle –
her field  is fire yet she blazes with poise ‘
her words like bullets ‘
they merge like fury ‘
her eyes gasoline ,
yet her tears flame with kindness ‘  
her soul is a warfare’
the inferno is madness ‘
wounds of her past
now burn to dust ‘
in ash she rises’
like the midnight light in Summer ‘

🎍 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' 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 her daughter,
In a  pallet of scars,
unseen marks of bullets, he shoots,
numb me, from gospels, he condemns
comes in disguises, it’s a banquet of despair
  it’s a cry, unwrap the precision
  foes, he comes tonight.

All her colors seem to fade
A  Beauty decomposed ,
Yet her soul echo’s ;
In a painted façade ,
She reclined to ache,
With a sketched retreat,
Her virtue became ash ,
In  raptured canvas ,
her soul was stained ,
her mind too stiff,
to a shaded foul

when hurt is woven,
The girl grin,
She’s sunshine in winter,
There is still in calm,
In string of meadows,
She’s honey,
she grips with taste,
                                                       Like din her gaze is mortal.
Glory as stars.
She’s fire,

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 ,

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

His will I seek ought I know,
His solemn I scorn.
His endure, ask my foes

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.

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

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