,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

I’d like to think I am a force light ‘fusing to spark ‘ as dull is my presence’ deep within me is a light ‘ a light of hope that keeps me thriving ‘ a light of peace’ all forming into this combustion’s energy’ finding its way into a million stars ‘ as I form into this beautiful’ gleam .all that was negative is burned by the beauty of my ray ‘ all that was painful is decore with the illuminous of love

When I was a girl ‘ I dreamt of castles , kings and feast ‘ just a girl with a dream ‘ to fragile for reality too! gentle for chaos ‘ to kind for deceit

I am now a woman ‘ I dream of  power , I crave for success , I am drown with ambition’ my bones grin with fury ‘ my heart is harden ‘ my mind is of a rock ‘ I am too brutal for ones touch

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

The lies you brew,
      Stew my craves,
          The lust is infectious,
               It  starves  my  silence
                     Driving my sanity.
                        I am greedy for love  
                            a  yearn is educed.

A cascade of lies led to his death with sonnets of rhymes !

The swelling on his girn was uncanny for his keen perception'

A victim with vengeance on their mind

Too, I tasted his lips.

Sweetly forged ,

Embraced  with betrayal

Yet life told her she was too bold ‘ for old regrets’  to soothing for an old flame ‘ to stern for a past fling ‘ -💕

our love
So discontent
The conquest
Was a quest
To quarrels
Two loves

my heart sing
My mind wonder
The joys of love
The tales it tell
Of two adorned
With solace within
Tied with him  
Our fate in reach

Love is beautiful
A dreadful feeling
That shatters rejection
ploughing through the soul
It’s art is war
Love is tender
Yet why then it breaks
It’s warm often deceit
It’s lust often remorse
Love is timeless
Resentment is past
This present is sober

I too!
tasted love that never brewed
two pairs of us , they wont tell,
like spring in Sunset
we curved our ache ,
we pecked wounds from our chests
like a tearing of  every scar
weren't to know that this scorn
would bloom into a beautiful lie🤍

Love?

The form of hearts, burning like a morning star,
Its striking but countless. When its given to less
We race it, within threat, envy, and precision

The solid beautify of taste,
The peculiar feelings of warmth.

And yet we wonder why we **** for it

lay me down, hold me swiftly and tinge
As this growl turns into lust, My beautiful liar,
My spurn of frowns you won’t drill me with kisses.
These eyes have wept, this ache unheard,
Furry of whispers, Departed oh dearly!

I did love ya!
Love what was us
When life was us
Two birds ‘
swaying to the stars  
This Love is  too! oblivion

growing with up with someone’s reflection is a battle- a wounded stain, your groomed to their memories. your gaze is burried , dead to the forseen. your wonder in her praise , while your shadow flee.. invisibility is invited.

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

There is certainty in her eyes,
wild as flames,
burring bridges, a risk to muse,
her ache, the soldier at heart
a mother s beam,beyond concern.
within poise,her fright is intense.
When will she bout?
Is her grit bestowed?
Her pasture, ruined ?
the anchor to all,
her love persistent

A mother’s love is like the earth,
    The gravity of her love is priceless,
     Her soul is the land  
   That shine within darkness ,
     She brings life to light.
      Her orbit is devotion ,
       Her voice is a tide of calm ,
       The verb of her empathy is universal.

mama sang  to me ,
this old ballad,
sonnets so intruding,

the bad seed we sow!
the bad seeds we reap!

your garden is your amor
kinder your base ,
dig little treasures,

In spring water, courage,
Sow in the patience,
Your progress is victory

In summer, pluck your dignity,
Rinse it with morals,
Plunder your beauty ,

The roots within are  grit ,
The steam is your spurt,
Mold your prudence
Mama sang !

I can’t be the girl that remembers to cry
Oh ! How I forgotten to laugh
The silence of my peace robbed
All for simple dream .

Did I love me ?
I longed for me ‘
Within strangers
Who weaved in hate  ‘
did I love me ‘
Wrath me
When all I had was me
Neglect me
Burden me
At the end it’s me

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

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

ill choose to absorb the magnetic drift within - As the river I am cleansed-nourishment flows within, like a pond  i am still- ripe as youth,I transcend .for my eyes are shrubs , deepen with ache- Half bent  ,all ruined-clay me , mold me crafted  I merge. ❤️🕊

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-

Il sail to seek you
But distance is pleasure
The alienation is soothing
Near seems fear ‘
When the tides Roar
Il swim to reach you  
But the limit is treasure
I am drowning with pleasure  
The waves might bury me
Yet my soul will yearn to reach you

The moon made love,
To the stars so striking, that the sun,
Melted with gold.  At night when the earth was calm,
Sirius the star would paddle sonnets that,
Fused  tense,  so faintly that the  moon would perk kisses,
So elusive that could pour cerise too soothed  to the skies,

sweetness is the joy of spring -
The flock of breeze ,
the gust of sun.
the taste of cherry,
the scent of green.
The earth is  ripe .
The howling of joy -
the leaping of laughter-
the sooth is fresh ,
it ignites  beauty-  
It blooms with love ,
like two birds with a hymn.
The birth is floral ,
The grace of tulips ,
  sprouts of  euphoria-
To magnificent ,gaze of summer

I could linger in worlds,
And yet your soul would drift along
  Alike we are stars in summer ‘
  We burn for seduction,
   The blaze is inferno
   We drown with passion. ,
   The yearn is combusting
    
In the afterlife we’d reign with madness  
  Two moons like halves, Sailing with delight
  Savor your kisses, I am your light in amour’

We are pagan to this reality ,
We drift with illusions
  The depth our yearnings
   Are two minds like an iceberg

The deptht of my loves flows fluorescently ,
  Like the ocean , I am calm.
   Drink within me! ,
   My soul sails within you.
   Our passion is fluid,
   I am drawn to you,
  Swayed to your caresses
  The gravity Is unformidable ,

meet me half way !

   Between rivers that flow-within-
   Reach me for I am rinsed with love -
   My soul floats with oasis .
   I am bend with devotion.
   Float along',
   Let me drown you with passion,
   I am the rift of calm.
   Wash within! feel my essence,
    Drink within feel, my sooth
    I am calved with sweetness
    In never ending creek of  joy

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

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 🦂

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.

all I ever felt was fluorescent
as the nile , I was floating with  benevolence.As I  dangled for sympathy.the drifting of my virtual was off balance . Th stream of my suffering was a creek.My rage the basin. Sinking with turmoil the bank was my flee. The **** was my  destruction it drowned my solace ,my reach was
inevitable.

Buried by the oak tree
  For her soul glimmered gold,
  That bore trunks with silver,
   That shimmered leaves with youth,
    Beneath roots that flushed beauty,
    With twigs blooming as ripe daisy's.

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

I saw papa chase the rain, he stained as he bathed his agony.  he soaked bitterly , in the midst of willingness.

I saw papa weep with despair , his demons were weary , so he sunken in worries.
His clarity , his dignity for once would be restore. with pale bare foot , as he danced its a slithery odd night  .

Papa yelled In tears , as he scorned his honor , as  tapped in mounts out of  worries, as it  drizzled out the  rain, he cried!  “ sing me my little dance my little spate  ,as this wise-less age,  Send me a glory , pray me for truce.

I saw papa chase the rain.

As calming as the river ,
nothing can smooth ,
These tears
That stream within my soul

People are like paper
Desgin for story’s
Written for chaos’s  and pleasure

Like A page
This blank reality
Awaits a its tale
Shredding pasts
Unfolding this presence  
A plain grief
That pieces the truth

Pretty things are fragile
as time they decay .
as life they die .
like the wind they fade
they elude , to pure foreseen
too rare to hold
too kind to despair
to futile to withhold
pretty is frail
To a soul without conscious.

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 ‘

Papa save me!
I am  wounded
The rage is fuming,
my certitude , muddled
anguish soaks

I’ve brawled these doubts
My empathy is at scare

Papa save me!
the  demons I Incur
found of grey
I am  stitched to grief,
It  swishes  my existent
When linger for faith,
The light in me ,
is too leaden

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

the' fire in her eyes ,
burned souls,
her smile was a flame
that blazed with beauty
her lips fluorescent
they fueled pleasure

her gaze was electric
as striking as thunder.
her mind was  eccentric
it ignited  poise ..

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-

Theres beauty
In her eyes
She is that star
That blooms in  winter
eyes radiant
the azure of the  summer sky    
Her silence dangles like the midnight storm
Her words blaze like
Thunder  in spring
Her mind oasis

gaze bestows glee
Like  sunset in mid July
she’s  morning light
like sunrise in fall

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

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.

She’s a beauty , a stallion in stars
She merry when her world is on fire ,
She’ smiles , when heartache feels crude
She’s burns for excitement
Her moon is aura ,
Her glimmer is utopia
She’s is senseless with beauty
She’s a Beauty ,in silence,
A victor in her reflection,
She’s majestic ,
She’s timeless,
She’s is poised
She’s raveling
Marvelous.

A beauty when the world turns dim
Her beauty will merge ,
Her gaze will flood ,
She’s warrior with no bounty ,
Her dazzling  no startling.
Her rythm no gimmick ,
No mimic ,
No construe can consume
her beauty
She’s alluring , roaring with  sight
Truly She’s is a beauty.