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Ofelia Rose Aug 2012
I've created a time machine
How I did,
            I cannot say
I blindly leave eighteen
And now,
      I've aged five years
To a body that I've seen
I've regressed,
      To my younger mind
I hold keys that lost their sheen
And unlock the doors,
      Of a wounded soul
To stealthily tread what's been
Lying in birth,
      Drenched in salted diamonds
I drink from this rusted canteen
Quenching youth,
       Destroying truth
I move about in this scene
Like a dream,
        It's my own visage
Of a world that's become gangrene
Where I operate,
       And remove the infected limb
I've created a time machine,
How I did,
          I cannot say
But I know that this was forseen
By my thoughts,
          In a ship above the sea
Ofelia Rose Aug 2012
I left my heart in his hands today
To be held safely as I went away

"I'll come back to you" I whispered
But my heart had screamed

She waled for me not to go
Yet I knew it must be so

She would survive
He would revive

"oh dearest of mine" I spoke
  " don't worry, just rest in his hands" I choke

I enter the horizon freely
And fade away swiftly

I long for my heart, it's true
But this empty life I must pursue

Until time grants me her magic
And I fly back as a manic

Whence I hold her again
Together we will cradle in zen

Tightly bound to his chest
In a song of no rest

Where our hearts are one beat
And my home is finally concrete

  I've given away my being
As I walk a ghost not seeing

Living empty in space
Until I win times race

Diego tell her I'll be back soon
Diego, I love you and our tune
Ofelia Rose Aug 2012
Ive planted some posies in a jar
Kept safe in my fancy boudoir
To place in my pocket as I travel far
And mask the stench of my rotting scar

I color my body in a thousand shades
Of these flowers to prepare for the promenades
A fountain of people amongst the maids
To be served and serve as lost jades

I dance the steps proclaimed
With the slough of men famed
And blend with all women tamed
Reaking of  the posies, my body inflamed

My soul screams for white wings
Of the dove as he sings
But as a marionette on strings
I must listen to my given kings

So like the flowers adorn
I'm the jewelry of this scorn
A lie amidst the torn
The princess never really born
Ofelia Rose Aug 2012
Shattered glass upon the ground I walk
With Shards in my bare feet
And skin dry and brittle like chalk
Bathing in my own field of wheat

I am the bread basket of my own produce
The life of my own breath
And the electrician to my own fuse
That cuts the energy from the world's ****

So my dear friend won't you look
And see that I am I
I write my own bound book
With letters of my soul's cry

You are the upholder to your own home
The columns to a distinct bridge
Don't take me from my kingdom
To lead me to the devil's ledge

I ask of you to sing your song not mine
And allow me to write my melody
Of the oceans whispers upon the pine
That speaks my spirit not this felony

Oh how I wish I believed these words
But they tell the lie of a longing heart
That's pierced by frozen swords
I want to help you love, hold your part

I want to be your eternal pillar
And live as one in unison
Resonating the music of our laughter  
Please take me as your woman
Ofelia Rose Aug 2012
As she drops from the her delicate branch
Into the sea of the spineless trench

She hears the whispers of the wind
That speak the tongue she wish she sinned

It is the insuperable barrier of lust
For an alluring mind she longed to trust


That plagues her thoughts in the great fall
The last idea she can seem to recall


And so with this she must carry on
With a passion from herself she has spawn

Afar from her tree she will ponder
His every curve and color as she will wander

Into the dawn of a lost existence
Where she can forget the resistance

If only she could grasp his intricate arms
That hold her stem like she's a thousand charms

Of finest cut of diamonds
From the galactic islands

Then she could live the life of her spirits desire
But she knows she needs to extinguish this fire


So she will journey for the answer
To **** the want in her that grows like cancer
Ofelia Rose Aug 2012
Where has truth gone
And what has it become
But a grain in the sand
Lost beneath rocks
Of broken dreams
And crashing waves
Washed away and replaced
By lies that we all believe
Oh Believer
Oh Denier
Oh Lover
Oh Loather
Where has truth gone
In a whirlwind of hope
We latch onto anything
EVERYTHING
To follow something
But in this we fall
Cutting the ropes of our kites
Drifting
No longer soaring
Resting in the canopy
Of the jungle
Blinded from the leaves
Unable to see true ground
Devoured by the lions
Swept away by vultures
We are the black birds
Of forgotten being
So let us sink
Into oblivion
Enter space and become
The stars of veiled hearts
Shut those pretty eyes
And jump into this black-hole
We all have chosen
Oh Believer
Oh Denier
Oh Lover
Oh Loather
Where has truth gone?
Ofelia Rose Aug 2012
Like the tapping of the rain
On top of a tin roof
You fickle with my mind
Plaguing me with your sound
I try smothering you
I paint your face
A thousand shades
But your song keeps singing
Beneath the acrylic veil
Then you return
With all the melodies
Of an untouched scale
That grasp my veins
And draw me into you
I pulsate in cadence
As I fall within my being
The pattern repeats
And this time I bury you
But like the dead come to life
You crawl back into me
I deny these desires
And so I become the monarch
  The great deceiver    
          I am the criminal
          I am the victim
Will this harmony seize?
The thought it lingers
As your gaze pierces my dreams
Goodnight, I will end
Will I find you here?
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