SoVi - Hello Poetry

SoVi Jun 2018

Oh I wish you were dead
Throbbing behind my eyeballs
A fire and bile climbing my throat
Remember the last time you touched me
All I remember were ****** torn up sheets

© Sofia Villagrana 2018

#**** #sexualassualt #trauma

Jun 2018

Valsa George

My Fractured Identity

After years of aimless wanderings
Leaving behind the cities of midnight revels
And the fevered journey in metro rails,
I am back at the land of my people.

Wherever I went,
Under which ever roof I slept,
I had carried my land,
As a jewel in a casket
And ensured it rested safe
Ever under my pillow

As I moved with aliens
Unable to merge with their cultural mores,
I saw my land glimmer in darkness
Like a dew drop on a moon blanched leaf

When I sweated in the blistering sands
A patch of green landscape, like an oasis
Wafted me in a cool embrace
Then dreams poured in like star light
And I wandered in the meadows of my youthful love
My heart struggling to forget old longings
And memories lashing upon me like tidal waves

Pursued by that inalienable shadow
Suddenly being born in flesh and blood
I hastened to the streets of my youth
With hopes galore and plans vivid

But alas! There is none to recognize me
Oh! I am a stranger here
An unwelcome stranger among total strangers
Now I wonder which is truly my land?
The one left behind or the one just landed in?

Oscillating between these two worlds,
My fractured identity looms large
With worms of memories wriggling in my flesh
And a myth suddenly dying in my brain

I am glad to share with my friends here that this poem- My Fractured Identity- is prescribed for the 10th Grade students-English for Junior High School- entitled Voyagers, in the country of Philippines. The exciting thing is that my poem appears among the writings of eminent men like James Joyce, Rudyard Kipling, Shelley, Virginia Woolf, Jules Verne, Jean Jacques Rousseau and the like. I feel it a great honor !!

SoVi Jun 2018

Memories

I remember you
I remember you
I tried so many times to forget you
And when I look back
It's like a flashback
Of memories of the future and the past
Let me tell you all about the time I died
And you held me in your arms as I fade away

© Sofia Villagrana 2018

#memories #forget #death

SoVi Jun 2018

i am too drunk to really care right now

your voice is nagging me as i sleep
bringing in problems that i don't care about
telling me i don't listen and don't talk enough
i raise my voice to say you're the problem but i stop

© Sofia Villagrana 2018

Part of the collection Conflicted Conversations.

#conflictedconversations

SoVi Jun 2018

Forbidden Colours

Everyday we will smile and play
Windows will shatter across our platters
The morning will come and bid us hello
As you can imagine everyday was fantastic

All of a sudden the world came crashing
Rivers overturn and tress were falling
Echoing around me where sounds of animals screeching
The colors slowly fadding

Light cried goodbye, Night rose awake
Now these forbidden colors washed into grays
I try to tell everyone but no one listened
blinded by their own injustice
Green has been replaced by death
and i try to bring them back to life
all i have are ashes

The world grows form the tinniest of seeds
And blossoms into the flowers that captivates our sights
We pull form the ground and we stop its life

And for what?
To see it die in a glass container in our house

Forbidden colours of a field in full bloom
But not anymore
Greys have blocked the sky's light from reaching them

The world is slowly coming to a screeching halt
Winters are longer and summers are hotter
I wonder if we will survive

Forbidden colours
Of ice in the north and south that are melting away
Into the blues of oceans that are heating

The rush of water that is filling our land into a swamp
People try to fight against something they cannot control
People will like to blame anything at all
But themselves

All of these colours
fade away as we destroy their homes
And become extinct
Have filled the world with ash
Dark and thick like ink

Forbidden colours
Of the ocean blue
Magentas and purples of coral reefs
Red of the uncut redwood forest

Forbidden colours
Of white mountain tops
And cerulean of shining lakes
With underground forest vibrating viridian

Forbidden colours
Meadows that flow of fushia and lavender
Or fields of golden corn
With the rich brown of dirt

Forbidden colours
Of our pink lungs not filled with industrial vile

© Sofia Villagrana 2018

Inspired by the Songs Forbidden Colors by Ryuichi Sakamoto.

SoVi Jun 2018

The Cat Boy in the Hoard

Do you remember his name?
Maybe he comes with fame?
When you go over to ask
His image does not last
All that's left is a shimmer
Now your day is grimmer.

© Sofia Villagrana 2018

Poetry for the short story A Fool's Paradise

SoVi May 2018

Humanity's Decimation

Come crashing in
Into the oblivion
On the ledge's edge
Getting frighten
Ending the violence
Cease your cries
Escalating with hate
Telling this tale
Letting my spirit go
Gorging silence

© Sofia Villagrana 2018