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 Jun 2016 Ysabel
Ocean Blue
... an olive tree,
To give you some shade,
A drop of water,
When emotion dries your throat,
A silent breeze,
When you hold your breath,
Your lighthouse,
When you sail through your storm,
The blood
That runs madly through your veins,
The flood
That spills your wells.
Sweet Darling,
Don't you feel that
I can't stop loving you,
Morning and evening too.
Throughout the years,
I will be
Waiting for you,
If you still want me.
 Jun 2016 Ysabel
mike dm
eat this
 Jun 2016 Ysabel
mike dm
heartmaw set
on edge,
again -

this silly
little head
never seems to rest.

that muscle jus below the breastbone
will get the job done.

it fiends
the headfeed.

awkward holes of
black slowclap,
bentcrouched underneath the seat
of what's left -

yet little small events are there, always (a)waiting
over the tiny, unlit horizon
of thoughtstream eddy screams.

(choice is coy ---
it's sorta yours, except when its not)

eat the emote.
masticate the fury.
break down the snowstatic.
it's unyum, sure,

but,
jus listen,

and
at the
bottom

of the hole
you will
hear the bowl
hum and sing.

lit
space

so light

it will blind
you to
the abundant bads
that has
shot through,
replacing it with
hot shade truer.

it will
let you
defy
and
be

utter space.
(20 minute poetry)

Twenty minute poetry
are you ******'
kidding me?

In twenty minutes or more
we could
write the soviet score
for
a marching parade,

a red square brigade.

You
have gotta be
havin' me on.

Twenty minutes?
that is
Minus
a few between
***
me and you
and
The
worlds flew away.

No fuckiin' way.

I am as is
and that I can be
you see
more in me

I see history building

and when I am filled in
and full

I will be greedy

you

Make

me mindful of need

she'd rather I say nothing,
but when she
is everything
I have to
wouldn't you have to
too?
 Jun 2016 Ysabel
ej
Blinders Up
 Jun 2016 Ysabel
ej
I think you're lovely and it's easier to
Feel this way once I've come back
Down to Earth
idealization
 May 2016 Ysabel
ForgottenDiety
We met in a very vast space
where only zeros and ones could activate a magic portal that leads to our address.

A simple 'like' have started it all
Like a bomb that's been waiting to explode.
Like turns to comment then to chats then it turns to video calls that no one knows when would last.

It was too good to be true,
all the sweet nothings and emojis,
all the GIF and vlogs.

I know that one day we'll meet,
not just in that vast space or in our dream,
but in a place where we could touch our hands together,
Without even thinking twice.*

(c) ForgottenDiety
You can find love in unexpected time, event and place.
i still remember
the stars that shone out on me
sparkles from your eyes
as you held me close and tight
and i wanted forever
but that never was to be
and now i stand looking back
to what seems a far off dream
a lost world full of magic
now forsaken, gone
Choka
 May 2016 Ysabel
ForgottenDiety
The days are gone for the baby, who'll be living on its own.
Her teddy will no longer be needed,
Same as her beautiful room.
She'll need to learn how to cook,
or she'll starve herself to death.
Yet there will be no one who'll take a look,
on whether or not she irons her dress.

She will enjoy the freedom and the fun of being away.
And will soon start buying things without thinking how much she pays.
She will love her dream job,
And pretends she is.
For she forgot that her heart was left,
The moment she left the east.

Soon she will feel strange, like something has been lost.
She will find it in bars, in cafes, and even ask her boss.
But it will be too late for the baby to be back home,
For all her life she thought it was her real home.*

(c) ForgottenDiety
Sometimes we wander to wrong places and treat it like its our real home.
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