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Lizley Apr 30
Is back
Lights
She's dressed in white
instead of black
Faces you with a sweet smile,
Camera
Though her tongue
is full
of 
l i e s

ACTION!

© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|04.30.2019|
The actress.
Lizley Mar 22
Did you hear that?
Violence against violence;
Arrogance against arrogance;
Can you see it?
Pure evil—
Monsters your imagination
is even afraid of;
Do you feel it?
It's here—
Madness.
HAHAHA!
Haha!
huh.
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|03.21.2019|
The world has gone mad. :'(
Lizley Feb 13
Dear,

"Lucky"

are little stars
As they watch over as you walk at night;
Guide each step you make
and smile when you take a glimpse of the skies
Lucky are pouring tears
As they caress your cheeks and feel your warmth;
They're your sunshine, fire and storm—
The fragments you keep inside your beating heart
Lucky are silly jokes
As they make you blush and laugh out loud;
Making your eyes smile—
For a second at least, you're free from this world
Lucky are love songs
As they touch your lips whenever you sing;
They are the words you want
to say and to feel, to you they mean a thing

     To be the skies;
     To be inside your heart;
     To be a huge part of your world;
     To mean a thing;

Oh lucky are these lines
as they breathe out that, which I keep inside of me—
A letter, a scream, a poem;
How I wish for nothing great but just To be


truly yours,

dear
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|02.14.2019|
A letter for my Valentine.
Lizley Nov 2018
Open your eyes
Am I not there?
Behind the spectrum of lies
Excuses and alibis
Am I a blur?
Light passes right through me
Indifferent, and free
Am I just a specter?
A hollow ray of nothingness
In Gehenna with no bliss
Open your eyes...


Self.
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|11.20.2018|
Lizley Jun 2018
How do we get rid of gravity?
it pulls us again towards the unnecessary;
shedding tears, tearing hearts, and the screams—
oh yes the screams!
How do we get rid of the force that would simply bring us down?
Once again, we are falling
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
towards this constant uncertainty;
Slowly.
Fearfully.
Infinitely.
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|06.01.2018|
Oh dear, here we go again.
Lizley Jun 2017
I hear you
I hear that scream you've been keeping inside
I hear every drop of tear you never shed
I hear those rants trying to break free
I hear you wishing
        to the heavens;
        on a well;
        and while blowing candles;
for a voice
Though I hear you
So clear
So loud
The most deafening I ever heard,
I hear you.
So here's to you
and to your silence
You need not a better voice that would resound everywhere,
You need better ears that would listen every time
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|06.03.2017|
Hush now, someone's listening.
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