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Cristina Jun 2014
it's about friendship
one of a few things mankind can accomplish.
I don't quite remember,
but with you was all clear from the beginning
relations are quite amazing.
for my bff L. keep calm and stay strong!

[go Kendra! :)) remember? ]
They gasped for breath in that dark dungeon cell
A hundred and sixty six men huddled in black hell
In that hole of Fort William eighteen by fourteen
The screaming souls realized next morn wouldn’t be seen.

Two tiny windows were all there was high up on the wall
Slowly passed that night of June hung in deadly lull
Water water they wailed their throats were desert dry
The summer heat poured in sweats as the tears of their cry.

Two women were among them they were the first to go
Suffocated by lack of air their breathing began to slow
Was dying Tom’s fiancée and he wrung his sweated shirt
If could revive his moisture’s drop save life of sweetheart.

One by one they collapsed amid the buzz of death’s din
Begging for a drop of water in despair drinking *****
The dead stood on their feet there wasn’t a space to fall
Survived only forty three men among them Holwell!

In the history it’s known as the tragedy of black hole
With many riddles still misty the Bengal Nawab’s role
Account of that summer night the ghastly horror’s tale
It’s now known was exaggerated by Commander Holwell.
On 20 June 1756, as per the account of Holwell, out of the 166 Britons imprisoned at the order of Bengal's Nawab Siraj-ud-Daulah 123 perished in a tiny dungeon cell at Fort William in the city of Calcutta among them soldiers and civilians. The incident became known as the Black Hole of Calcutta. He reported only 43 survived. However later history with further researches prove his account was grossly exaggerated.
Cristina Jun 2014
remember to breathe when the world moves fast around you
remember to grab and hold tight when you start feel spinning around
remember to close your eyes taking a moment for you
remember to yell and cry and run and stay and live
remember to kiss and love and hug and protect
remember is a difference between alone and lonely
remember not to say all you know, keep something for yourself
remember to open your eyes and see the truth beyond watching
remember about time and loss and appreciation
remember to contribute with your knowledge
remember all of us grieve someone
and just remember to breathe.
Cristina Jun 2014
I was in the market place to buy eggs
and I saw him
a mentally ill old man begging for something.
the seller said to him...
                                            (what do you think?!)
the mentally ill old man started wallowing on the ground
and beg and beg and beg
in his incoherent of logic.
I was stunned.

when I was 5 I realized that my class mates
from kinder garden didn't listen to our teacher
and mock the others with and about anything
and I didn't understood why.
10 years later I realized that there are good girls and good boys
and also bad girls and bad boys.
I always choose the good ones, but
I secretly asked myself how are the bad ones.
after another 10 years... I know who they are.
they are people who can't understand a brother or a sister in pain.
they are incapable of love and acceptance.
who can guard with their life's
gues what? strawberries!
in a little **** market place.
the seller continue to do his job,
making abstraction of what just happened.

poor man he wanted a few strawberries.
A. give him money and the mentally ill old man started to cry
and I fought back the tears because
I didn't have the courage to let them free.

how awful of me to remember a ill human being
associated with one or two or three strawberries he wanted
to taste.
Cristina Jun 2014
take me!
on a ride we should go
secrets not to hide anymore but to spit them all
to whisper slowly in the cold night
when we stay embrace, face to face.
take me in a dream
to discover a new place for both
'cause we need to engage in life
like we never did before
what better way for me to watch your back
and you to watch mine.
we are worth fighting for, not tapping out anymore.
have a moment with me
tell me not what I want to hear
but what I need and I'll do the same for you.
chasing for an open space, with clear view
we should discover how is to love
and
maybe
how is to fall in love again.

take me again on that ride
make me to anticipate what pleasure is like
I know you won't go there,
yet
remember and show me what is foreign now to me
what I've forgot I crave so much
what safe and belonging is like.
Cristina May 2014
life is a climb and a descend
but you knew that since you've realized
how is to miss the taste of a candy
in your little mouth
or a mother / father full, normal hug.

we not choose what to get, we just receive,
and leave, move on
not complain. eventually, for what to do that?
we are all in the same position
**** situation.
war in Ukraine, war in Syria.
I'm gonna tell God everything
and my heart is broken
several times,
because, ****,
I can't forget the face of a dying child.

and oh, we must accept this
and if we don't? then what?
everything is a *****
hold on to me
why are you saying that to me?
I can't live like a princess
knowing that my siblings are dying so easily.
an attempt at slam poetry
Cristina May 2014
let's walk straight to one another
and stop to admire our tender smiles
who cannot fairly describe our happy faces
and wonder eyes.
let's not get into thinking
to see people are watching live
our first meeting in the center of the town.
let's unite our shaking hands
and experience our first touch
why am I thinking this is so intimate.?
one step forward, you want me close
one step forward, I want you closer.
let's enjoy the joy and the feeling of first class love.
let's move our bodies until we become the perfect one.
let's not rush the first kiss. let's breath the same air
with bonded foreheads and closed eyes
until we stop the slowly shaking
and move slowly back and forth, left and right
so we create our distinct ride.
a ride of dance of love and joy,
a ride of dance of beliefs and dreams
a ride of dance of truth sincere
so let's dance until we'll have a place to be
happy old in love evergreen.
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