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7.8k · Dec 2015
Hungry for something else
A Lopez Dec 2015
I'm a murderer
I've stabbed my own heart.
I'm a thief
I've stolen my own happiness.
I'm a liar
I've told myself how much better things would be.
I'm a slothful woman
I fell asleep.
I'm greedy
I've eaten my own pain.
I'm hungry
Just not for sin again.
5.5k · Nov 2015
Stench makeup
A Lopez Nov 2015
Its not
All
The makeup
I wear
That keeps me having
A glow
That you can't catch.
Its my pain
That leaves in
The rain
A memorable
Stench.
A Lopez Sep 2015
good morning little daughter
good morning mother earth.
Good morning city water.
I will swig your hissing turf.
Good morning shade of grey
start the page
a better way.
Good morning
morning.
And a good morning from my ballerina.
A sweet morning for a grown
and young latina.
A Lopez Nov 2015
A man
Takes care of his gal.
A man
Takes a stand and fights down and out.
A man
Supports his babies and wife.
A man
Does what's needed,the protector of what's right.
A man
Kisses his ******* her head.
A man
Brings flowers no matter living or dead.
A man
Can listen and not just hear my tone.
A man
Makes me warm, not freeze me to the bone.
A man
Is always here, never leaving me alone.
A man
Is noone here,
I'm
Waiting
By
The
Phone
3.6k · Aug 2015
My daughter, i love you
A Lopez Aug 2015
They promote themselves as magician's
And only give us pain
They remote us in a kitchen
With a apron on, and say 'hey babe'
They try to take our moolah
And spend it on high cost drugs
They wear pants like their ten again
Wannabee southern thugs
I  gave him my all
Had a beautiful girl from the mix
But in the mix he did not check out
He showed noone respect
So I will show him nothing back
He doesn't deserve no kiss
It's better to move on happy with me
And my daughter who he dissed
But I will let him see her
Because that's what mothers do
Because I love my ballerina
My daughter, I do love you.
2.8k · Jul 2015
Little ballerina
A Lopez Jul 2015
I come to learn and respect at the same time that old boyfriends are kind of like your bad habits your mom and dad always told you to stop doing. Like Angelina, don't bite your nails: or Angelina, take your feet off the table, except the old boyfriend is like the habits we keep going back to. Why? Im questioning the same thing. Wish mom would have said "angelina' get your boyfriend out of the bed. Like all the other enlarged habits that come to mind:

But mom or dad never spoke that way. Being old fashioned Mexicali revolutionaries. They just let the happening go on as it was. Wish they would have kicked him out! Though a beautiful daughter came from such a mistake. It's only my daughter, who makes life a daily effort to continue.I love my little ballerina.
2.5k · Oct 2015
Gangster avenue
A Lopez Oct 2015
From the slums of mexico city
To the avenue of Hollywood,
Around the bin of saks fifth avenue.
To the know it all's, and all be goods.
In the hoods, where ghetto girls are sweet
Some are called hood bunnies
Junkies are the daily keeps.
I sleep sweet now I got out of
Mexico city's way of life.
The ghetto one
The slum one
The hood one
Not saks fifth avenue.
The hood,
Gangster avenue.
2.2k · Oct 2015
R.I.P Maria boudega conshito
A Lopez Oct 2015
Handprints I left on the window of the homemade bread factory
When I was thirteen years of age.
That was my time of adolescent memory,mixed with moral decay.
My father had left me, mother was sold out to ***, pills, and her grave.
I was a fiber bug to the world of technology,
Just trying to escape.
The homemade bread factory was Nana's. My daddy's mother.
Me and Nana cooked real Mexicali dishes, made butterfly catches, and dream catchers to go with my teen wishes.
Nana's house was the bread factory.
The factory no longer up and runs.
How I miss Nana, her cooking, her being momma and daddy both.
I miss Nana's love the most,
How our Nana's can be daddy and mother at the same time.
Gods gift to any grandbaby.
Rest
Peacefully sweet Nana
R.I.p
Maria boudega conshito.
2.0k · Oct 2015
Created by my streets
A Lopez Oct 2015
I was created by my streets
The streets made me hard headed
Thugged. See through blood was my protection.
I had once no direction.
Taking the hitch-hiker path I learned the hard way,
Never take anyone for their word:
Until their word shows sacrifice.
If no sacrifice with action.
Heartfelt and honest it is not.
Heartbreak stroke symptoms pop.
1.9k · Oct 2015
Quiet loners
A Lopez Oct 2015
Why do we do better
To make things only worse
We make our houses big
Our kids are grown
Telecommunication
New yard, technical phones.
Staring out of our window
Lost, lonely in a thoughtful watch
Wondering will someone make it
To our door or stop on our block
Or leave us in our house alone
As the quiet loner's we are.
1.7k · Sep 2015
For little ballerina
A Lopez Sep 2015
Monsters make us better
Children give us wrinkles
And smiles as well.
Monsters make us monsters to,
Monsters make us human
The best of me and you.
Monsters of women
And men
I cannot
Pretend,
Now I'm not a monster
Because my daughter said I'm a ballerina like her
And ballerinas can jump high.
So maby
I will jump over
The past
Present
And future.
And jump over all the
M
O
N
S
T
E
R
S.
To make me the better human being I need to be.
For me
And for my little
B
     A
      L
L
E
R
     I
  N
A.
1.7k · May 2016
Pencils to sketch the world
A Lopez May 2016
Lay me down in syrupy Laugh's
Let me laugh myself to death
Let the shine be on my face
And the dirt beneath my
Fragile toes- upsprout
Through my mouth
Let me blossom like
Daisies in the sudden
Show---- lay me down
By the Riverside
Where a fire is
L-i-t and by and
By my hands will
Reach the morning
Sky's----glimpsing
Into the future,
Forgetting my
Past,no heart to
Be sold, my beats
Draw fast, no more
Emptiness of a vessel,
My veins are the pencils
That sketch the world
Around me.
1.6k · Mar 2016
Dios mío
A Lopez Mar 2016
I want to be better
Not mad or in anger.
Not giving pique to
Fellow strangers. Not
Giving self the world's
Own pleasures. Not being
Selfish in others letters.
Not being abundant in
Thoughts of me. Thinking
Not on tommorrow
But eternity.
God help me
Be the me
You created me
To be. I'm a
Human who
Has flaws
Mistakes
Have felt
Distrust
Done the
Heartbrakes.
I am ashamed
Of my past
Though want
To move ahead to the
Future and present.
I'm just a transgressor
Trying to overcome the
Darkened essence.
I am not a saint
I'm humbly a peasant.
Meaning poor in my actions.
But those shall change
No longer do I want
To be estranged from
Dios mío. I want to
Give him all
This is me
This is real.
1.6k · Sep 2015
Mano a mano
A Lopez Sep 2015
Mano a mano
I will help, secure, and respect you.
Mano a mano
Don't knock me down
I won't hurt you.
Mano a mano
Pompous were your hands reaching up
Your pride got you, did it fill that prideful cup.
Mano a mano
You grew up a chicano
Went from man to boy.
Mano a mano
You kept saying pronto
I'm not your debutante rich ***, I'm low class, with a poor home.
Mano a mano
You still haven't grown up
Will you sincerely love me, its a must.
I need
I
T

N
    O
W.

Mano a mano
I d o
N t
Think
You
Can
Handle
M
E..
Mano a mano I am using for the context of hand to hand I know many make it man to man though this is its real style of write.
1.5k · Nov 2015
Taste hurting
A Lopez Nov 2015
Masked by beauty
Scarred by grace
Painfully waiting
My love, my place
Is this the best
Of
Life's
Taste?
1.3k · May 2016
Sensitive cosmic sky's
A Lopez May 2016
In the illustrious pedway
I'll make my headway
Amor and peace today
Never to forget it- touch
And pet it because tommorrow
Just might not be here, I will
Throw away my fears, and forgive
Those who have caused me tears-
And make forgiveness my standard.
Ready always to give an answer
For what is my lively
Hope- giving Hello's and
Thanks to folks, on this splendid
Walking trail. Holding faith inside
My Grail, comfort in all detail- only
Arrives from heaven, and derives
From the sensitive cosmic sky's.
1.3k · Jun 2016
That someone is you
A Lopez Jun 2016
A smile for a while
A grin for a time
A laugh, one chuckle
No money for a rhyme-----
D
O
W
N
B
  E
L
  O
W
A poet goes
Hoping to get just one
View---- a poet is born
By the millisecond
A window of
opportune.
Some poets dream
Of Mars
Some the stars, sun and moon.
Some are rich and some are poor-----
Some have houses
Yet no money for a bedroom door
Some poets write with pens
Others write with their teeth,
Other poet's write with pain and excite
Some poets write rapping streets
Some poets write of amor, some write of drug use
Of their future's in store.
Some poets write for fun and play
Some write of their deaths
Some in June and may
Some poet's change their lives
As others write sweet lullaby's
Some poets are me and you
The someone's are somebody's
That someone is you.
1.3k · Oct 2015
Giving her better
A Lopez Oct 2015
Mother didn't hear me
Father wasn't near me
I grew
Up
At the age
Of five.
Now I give my
Ballerina
My daughter,
A much better life.
That's love.
That's what's right.
1.3k · Jan 2016
Trolling growing
A Lopez Jan 2016
To many complain
On others
Writes-
How about
Instead
Complaining-
Write-
Instead of maiming
Be polite-
In
Stead of claiming
To be right,
For once take
It your wrong-
Instead of turning abhoring
Into daily trending,
Make poetry beauty
With your poems and song,
Instead of minding everyone elses
Business.
Mind yours,
Instead of back talking-
Close your door.
If your not here to write
Leave this premises-
Instead of using jealously
As anger,
Put down your acts of dennis-
The mennis- instead of making f.e,a,r
Mongering this sites boutique-
Search inside yourself,
Fix the you that is weak.
If claims dont match no names
Hush, to your sleep.
I'm here to write-
Were here to write-
Not fight about your
Bad week.
Decide to speak out for a change for the plaster saints
Have ran across some vile people on this site, who have large claims, yet no confirmation to back any claiming, as I see
This page that I adore carries a boatload of delusional thoughts, words that come from made up thoughts, that really make some of these people lose more followers, and lose their minds, though I'm here to write,
Not be
As miserable
As so many trolls I've endured! But these aren't trolls as I have heard these are human beings, who seems, loves misery with
Company, I won't be a company to anyone, just to share,
Like, and explore other poets writes, and open to some on a
Poetics level, that's the name of this game- poetry- not trolletry
1.3k · Jul 2015
For who may love me
A Lopez Jul 2015
I want you to take me
To control all of me
My heart.. my thoughts.. my mind
I want you always by my side
From your love I'll never hide
Cause this pure love I long to find

I want you to conquer me
To love me
To care for me

I wanna kiss your tears and pain away
I wanna always be there for you when you need me

I wanna shout out loud ' I LOVE YOU '
So it can reach you
I wanna sing for you
Smile to you
Give you me with no regrets
A Lopez Apr 2016
A dress
***** hair
Or a ripped
Pair of jeans
And the finest of wear,
No matter
If I look
As if a girl
Without
A home, or
Some rich debutante
I'm made from gods own
Throne, I'm beautiful
Taken, I'm even better
Alone, I need no man
To complete what's gods
Own.
1.3k · Jul 2015
Unspeakable hush
A Lopez Jul 2015
When the times are tough and when the winds blow
Love conquers all and it continues to show

When no one cares and the world is bleak
Love conquers all for those who seek

A love so true that the angels sing
This feeling I have can only be one thing

An undying love that withstand anything that is seen
The good times, the bad times and everything in between

So when people say it s over, dont believe what they say
Because love conquers all, come what may.
1.2k · Oct 2015
Unwanted
A Lopez Oct 2015
I just nodded my head
Gave him the gracias he
Wanted, went off to bed
I felt dead
Unwanted.
A Lopez Feb 2016
As a newcomer
To this premier
Website for
poesía,
I
Get
Motion
Sick
Ness.

From seeing
The disdain
And despise.
Seeing other
Poets young
Old, couraged
Bold, happy,
Molds in
Their prime. Get bullied by other bullies.

By fanatics who ****
And maim, while their
Heads are held up in shame.
With a halo of pain
Murdering one
Another.

I seemed to have forgotten
Aren't we sisters
And poetic brothers,
Yet giving hatred
For hatred!
Not healing
Its
Wounds.

I believe in a powerful
God who loves, not based
On a theory of Darwinian
Baboons.

Message not clear
To
You. We are indistinguishable.
With the same red flowing through our arms.
Hearts that beat
With homes
Alarms.
Some drive cars
Others can't afford them.
Some have high class suits
Some are poor,
Some handle food
Some open doors.
Some journey
I want to explore.

To the point
The
malefactor and villain
Is not the ones you
Choose to
Make smaller. You only make them BIGGER
As your size
Capsulates as a pea to the wind.

Your the same you killer of poetic flame!
YOU ARE THEM.

So stop Killing
With words
Of no
Knowledge.

Start shaking hands
Saying good Job
Poetic muse
Of earth wind.

As you slay
And think -hey-
Maybe today I won the fight.
Always
Remember
You ****** yourself
Slowly
And that piles
Night by night.
Breaking silence on the sickness I see in a place. Where we all talk about peace, yet there are only few select peace makers here.  So stop this clownery and make **** peace! We claim were humans start acting as such
1.2k · Mar 2016
él ha resucitado
A Lopez Mar 2016
An early waking
For today
Remembering christs
Stone rolled
Away.
We have hope
In the new
Next day
Forever living
Beyond the grave.
A Lopez Feb 2016
I drew a circle
On the map
On the steps
Of my flat
A place of
Serenity
Virtue and
Peace. I knew
Before this
Place of seats.
A seat to sit on,
Became recommenced,
Perched on a tree
In a lovely breeze,
High sprung I rung
Past the old self of
M
E.
Taking notes
Learning
Lessons.
Keeping memories
Of morning blessings,
Putting away in a casket
The fears and questions,
Now again I feel caressing.
A Lopez Dec 2015
To some of my favorites-
Poets of course
I read your exquisites for appetite of my ears
I want to grow old with your writes
And **** your poetry
Up
With
M
     Y
Tears!

I have had robust days
And bust days.
I have felt heartbreak
And carbreak-
D
O
W
N
S!

But still in my good
Or bad, happy
Or
S
A
D....
I always come back to reading what you both
I
N spire
Me with.
You two
Are hello
Poet
Gifts.
Not to mention other top favorites I could have a Christmas list with those.
1.1k · Aug 2015
Surrender to me
A Lopez Aug 2015
Surrender to me
Man of my sleep
Surrender to me
My hand will you keep.
Surrender to me
Surrender a kiss
Surrender to me
You man of fists
Surrender to me
No need to fight
Come surrender to me
Take me tonight .
1.1k · Sep 2015
Noodle mental
A Lopez Sep 2015
If only
I knew
Voodoo
You knew
All
That
I
Knew.
You got me
Twisted with
Some mental
Noodle.
I was everything to you to
Now what am
I
To
Y
O
U
?
A Lopez Mar 2016
Some poets will
W
   R
  I
T
  E,
Just for the
F
A
M
E.
Having
To
Send
Requests,
For someone
To like their poem's
Again. They'll befriend,
And put on a smile,
While asking by inbox
'Can you share my poesía for a while'.
Yet poesía isn't inboxing
To get a quick like,
That's just new
Age poesía, sickening to my
Dislike, I understand if one
Wants to get known,
Though just send us your
poesía, other poet's who like it
Will surely make you known.
I will speak out
Against this invasion-------of the sending and begging
For the liking
For the gain of many's
Own self wanting ambitions.
I will no longer share
Anyone's writes
Who beg for me to share,
If one has to beg
poesía isn't your fair.
Noone else will speak out
So I will do dare.
Poesía, if we like
We'll click and we'll compare.
Poesía isn't sending a write
To every rhymester and
Imploring. Poesía shares itself
In the world of poetry
That's been mourning.
So please I ask kindly
No more entreating me with inboxed writes,
If others like, we will share
As we're together
In this fight.
I have seen noone speak out on this I don't hate anyone who does this though it happens to me alot and know it does with so many people, there are a few here that the only reason they do get a like, is by sending their poesìa to every man and woman here, and to be honest that isn't poesìa, it has nothing to do with trolling as many have sickeningly called me that, this has to do with poetry as a whole. In poesía if anyone studies old world poetry the will see the best poets who ever existed never considered themselves as poets, and never asked or wanted anyone to like their poems, they just wrote to their little hearts content. And people years later decided -hey- these speakers are amazing and made for the world of poesía, I have no issue sharing ones piece that isn't known, or wants to get themselves on their feet. Though to be honest, my inbox is filled with more than one person, many know who they are, that send us daily on a scheduled basis, the poems they create, and say please read, meaning you got to give it a like, as why many get the popular votes on hellopoetry, while the unknown artist starves and doesn't get one daily or even a view . let's stand up to this. Yet respect those doing it. And letting them know poesía isn't begging for a like, it's helping another out in this community by sharing.
Gracias

Quick note taken
If get unfollowed or unliked for stating facts, OK with me. I will still continue to like their writes, if I like their poems and choose to do so. If one doesn't like my poesía for this, I say oh well, and won't exchange hate for hate, but replace hate with love. And share others writes that deserve to be shared . even if they don't like mine. Every poet has their own preference. =D
983 · Oct 2015
Being alone isnt so bad
A Lopez Oct 2015
I'm a cast away
From my own
I'm a second away
From all I know
I'm a smiling *****
At least to you
You are a sweet forget
From all I knew.
You are the shrew
Little boy.
I'm not your ****
Or little toy.
You, you I try
To avoid.
Scenic routes
Are better inside.
Inside myself where
I take my own steps.
Being alone I've
Figured is the
Best,
978 · Apr 2016
Whisp of light
A Lopez Apr 2016
May your dreams
W
       H
I
         S
P
You away.

May the sun
Always

S h
Ine.
For you today .

May the darkness go away

And the clouds burst open for you.

May amor
Be your guide stone.
Because amor is true.
976 · Dec 2015
A tower of beauty
A Lopez Dec 2015
Today is
The day
Renewal.
Today is
The day
Better
Than usual,
Today is
The hour
I help
Another being.
Today I'm
The tower
Of beautiful
Things.
956 · Oct 2015
loyal devotee
A Lopez Oct 2015
We can say it is easy being a devotee to one,
Though I will say being devoted is a full time effort'
An effort. Not in doubting. Regret, lies, word's to fret.
Giving our whole self to the other
If the other can do the same,
Not for me to question,
Not for me to know
Only our other half knows.
Only him or her that boy or girl.
As far as me
I'm a loyal devotee.
A Lopez Mar 2016
Crazy
Wild and free,
Climbing the earth
In nature's tree.
Sipping the suds
From bubbly seas.
Creating love
Out of detestation's
Seethe. Scribbling
Quick the words
I know, I am the
Poet
You seek
To know.
My vibes you
Take in, from them
You grow, from you
I glow, because you
Are all
My inspiring
Muses.
A Lopez Apr 2016
The problem
With
Poli-
Tricks-
They mention every
"God"
But the only
God-
And they wonder
Why their lost in
Misery-
Ashamed
In darkness
Falls- evolution
In schools
Meaning no
(Morals)
Their standards
Are that
man's a
Monkey, using
Euthenics( reviving ******) in their
Man-made
Mural's.
Eat your cereal
Live life as if we have the
B
L
I
N
D
E
R
S
   ON-
Though my eye's are
Uncorrupted ( not seeing through misty nighttime glasses)
Breaking to the other
Side
Of the
Fog-


    Science correlates with dios
And dios with science-

Yet popular belief
Is a tool
Of diablo's
Machine.

Reaching into the dome
Of the great
City-

Where America
Is astray
With the globe
In the horned one's
Mean's.

Has the man who said
There is no
God
Just walked out into nature-

To see the spectacular
Creation
On a universal
Scale?

Yet their bucket's of
Disbelief have been
Shown beneathe the
Veil
Where the impious
Are stale
And their
aspiration
Is
None!
899 · Dec 2015
Beyond his imagination
A Lopez Dec 2015
My body
Is carved
From sticks and stones
As they say
But words
Shall never hurt me.
I was filth,
*****
From past words named to me.
But what he didint
Know
I wasn't his
***,
I was a princess.
A tone,
And hue of
What he missed.

Simply this,
He missed
Out on what goodness
He could have had
A loyal girl,
A sènora
Who was beyond his
Wildest imagination!
Beyond any other woman
Or grab!
896 · Dec 2015
Nourishment
A Lopez Dec 2015
An open hand
Not a handout
An open mouth
No food for it.
I need loving
Nourishment.
894 · Jan 2016
Honey-----sugar
A Lopez Jan 2016
**** on
My
Succulent
Suckers--- and give me a kiss
With your exuberant
Puckers---------: sit on my
Lips, lavishing luster---
Take me to your kingdom,
Where its honey and
Sugar.
870 · Sep 2015
Not your type señor
A Lopez Sep 2015
Im not your courtesan
Im not your Hon.
Im not your paramour
Im not a cheat or dumb.
Im not your's
You arent mine.
Call me whatever
Thats OK trust me im fine.
Im not your playwhore
Or your little concubine.
Im angelina lopez señor
Sorry, not your type.
A Lopez Mar 2016
What is a poeta
If they can't speak
Their thoughts.
What is a poeta
If their soul is
Bought.
What is a poeta
If they censor
Their words.
What is a poeta-
Ones voice who
Is heard.
What is a poeta?
Me and you.
Poesía can't
Be silenced,
We're not from
This world, were
Different, were
Truth.
848 · Sep 2015
Dusting feet off
A Lopez Sep 2015
The accuser
Is really the
Predator,

The prey
Always falls victim
To these predators,

And after their done ******
Us victim's,
They
Apologize,
And say they didint realize what they were doing.
How could you not know,
You are the predator.
Us victim's though,
We dust our feet
And get back up.
838 · Apr 2016
Dusted cliff
A Lopez Apr 2016
Tossed and turned
Behind me was
My own
Shadow-
Opening
The window
I jumped
To stretch my
Appendages
I saw the world
This morning from
A higher cliff.
I touched the stars,
It's dust caressed my
Lips-
832 · Aug 2015
Full satisfaction
A Lopez Aug 2015
Any man can
Turn a woman on
Like some lightbulb in
The heat.
But I don't want turned on
I want full
Loving
Satisfaction.
Another thing
I'm not a lightbulb,
Stop trying
To turn me on.
832 · Sep 2015
Chatterbox pains
A Lopez Sep 2015
Some guy's
Won't realize.
Their word's can **** a woman
Just by the flick of their chatterbox.

Advice. Men always
Watch those nasty poisonous
Words, that slip from your
Nasty mouth's.

I'm not your kindest girl
I'll knock you
Out.
A Lopez Sep 2015
Mother is on the move
Today
Mother is making new choices
Today
Mother is cherishing her
Daughter today
Mother is being mother
Something men take for granted
Today I'm being mother
Not some stage act
Or stage map.
Mothers work
Not needing a job
We choose to work
For our daughters
And families
We are mother's,
We are something not just part of man's extra ribs.
We are mothers:
I'm part of something big.
815 · Aug 2015
Beside and behind me
A Lopez Aug 2015
My little one behind me
My man beside me
My casa in the front of me
My love inside me
The planet under me
Bills payed up
My gratefulness around me
The swings I push ballerina on
The bed I sleep with husband in
The yard to be fenced in
Good thoughts
For a bright future.
801 · Jan 2016
The hex
A Lopez Jan 2016
I can never forget
Your silver
T

O

N

G

U

E... And your fast wit.
The way you casted
Spells on these
Spaniard hips.

I can never forget
Your wicked kiss.

Like eve drew in Adam
You cursed my
Hearts
G
R
I
P.
A Lopez Mar 2016
In haste
I free flow
Towards the
luminescence.
I can see my guardian
Protectors,
I see their
Unearthly
Care
T
A
K
E
R
Essence.
I'm gleeful
And pleased
As next to them
Is God's presence.
This to me is a
Present.
As amor
And vim
Overtakes me.
I rest unwearied
Easily,
H2o through me
Shows
The banner of my
Existence.
I thank my guardian
Angels
For their hovering over me
And their loving kindness,
Keeping me on the path
To fufiill
Gods mission-
795 · Mar 2016
The wiles of my past
A Lopez Mar 2016
Wild woman of
The wilderness
Not giving into
The Wiles of my
Past. Ravenous
For multicolor
Glass, to see
Through the
Kaleidoscope
Of endearment.
Attachment I
Feel it, as
materfamilias
Of  the most
Extreme commitment
Where amor is the door
You take in and out.
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