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Lizley Apr 2019
Is back
She's dressed in white
instead of black
Faces you with a sweet smile,
Though her tongue
is full
l i e s


© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
The actress.
Lizley Mar 2019
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—
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
The world has gone mad. :'(
Lizley Feb 2019


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,

© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
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...

© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
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
towards this constant uncertainty;
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
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)
Hush now, someone's listening.
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