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Carrillo Apr 2020
Bury the throne within glassed shells and frivolous stones, vex my Lord, and inspire dust into our moons then divide thy luminous corpse into two insightful rooms

Riddle your sword of inquisitive intentions sharpen its dull heart to shame contention
Guide it’s autonomy towards the blasphemous prodigy
Battle against despair and harmony  

Bury the throne within glassed shells and frivolous stones, vex my Lord, and inspire dust into our moons then divide thy luminous corpse into two insightful rooms

Come my Lord, thou shall rule amongst the rest. Bow and bless’ed be the headless cadavers before your death
Seek your sanguine coated philosophy within the depths of your own ominous masterpiece

Bury the throne within glassed shells and frivolous stones, vex my Lord, and inspire dust into our moons then divide thy luminous corpse into two insightful rooms
Carrillo Apr 2020
Symphonic warmth gallops between each fictitious, silent beat, Tennessee whiskey and a maroon tinted seat. Kneel before the antiquated king

Reach for the master key hidden within endless plains that consume me
Démodé Insecurities, remission of sin, garnish my enmity for my intent is unburdened

Deliver thy name, guilt, and vindication
Deprive the gods of their inauspicious justifications
Grant me your arm covered in sanguinary slits, for I will be your savior who will sculpt the soma against the holy writ

Symphonic warmth gallops between each fictitious, silent beat, Tennessee whiskey and a maroon tinted seat. Kneel before the antiquated king
Carrillo Apr 2020
Pine trees, speckled rays, and a stream of  azure blue wonders
Sprout the bend of sapling desires
Venture through the depths of dry earth
You are like a castle in the sky

Descend trepidation, for your heart sits cherished within my own dauntless persuasions
Starless locks drop delicately from above
You are like a castle in the sky

O’ remarks the zephyr fiend that grazes each detail lovingly
Desiccated layers shed luminous textures that reveal armour-propre  
You are like a castle in the sky
Carrillo Apr 2020
Chisel the surface with plain grains, valleys, and burnt sienna eyes
Kindle the waking day as it rests on the
hammocks of your canopy  
Aureate Renaissance bequest divine goodbyes, farewell fortunate tales and my whimsical cries  

Christen the Seven Seas with the speckled embers that are bemoaned unto thee
Vitiating virtuous vitality within your incomplete home
Forty winks of spring tread beneath your firm, cold brow— blossoming bluebonnets reveal mosaic plateaus  

Divulge the yen under lock and key
Imbue your sentiments with charcoaled pique
Alas, anchor the revelations— caress the crystal vector that enlightens individual aspirations
Dethrone the wrinkled creator, for thou created the wicked chamber, blossoming bluebonnets betoken the savior

Hidalgo, thee shall attaineth the season’s gl’ries, and thou art the judge of your own amorous, beatific stories
Go away of all flesh and poisoned rip-roaring, secure another meridian and whittle euphoria

Chisel the surface with plain grains, valleys, and burnt sienna eyes
Kindle the waking day as it rests on the hammocks of your canopy  
Aureate Renaissance bequest divine goodbyes, farewell fortunate tales and my whimsical cries
Carrillo Dec 2018
Sacrificial semantics, cardiac romantics, bred into generational poetic descriptives
I am the result of ancestral language, yielding powerful Tenochca dynamics

Who scraped away the dust of the moon and bled tangerine into the sunrise
Blanketed by riveting time, my leaders soured through chaos and sculpted pantomime
An humble cry revealed craters in the sky and hailed reflections amongst the horizon

Who wielded away the iron of the sun and hemorrhaged into the darkness
A pulsating, heartless rhythm that distinguished an iron hand to honorable freedoms

Sacrificial semantics, cardiac romantics, bred into generational poetic descriptives
I am the result of ancestral language, yielding powerful Tenochca dynamics
Carrillo Mar 2018
Within the arteries of dense retentivity
There lives a captain that attracts
Waves of mass intensity

Oh the stars’ gaze
When we put down the map
And drift into this maze

The magnetic dynamic perpetuates
A life so unjust for the rarity of passion that instigates  

A constant motion that renegades  
Against the law of inertia
This is the grand escapé

Oh the stars’ gaze
When we put down the map
And drift into this maze
Carrillo Dec 2017
The moment we met you were infatuated. You were delusional with affection. The way I learned how to conjure words from the inner pits of lust and fondness created the illusion of something far more complex than love. The epitome of regret.

Your intellect was mesmerizing, which, I will admit kept me intrigued. How delicate your words were when the air left your lungs and your soul flooded the meaning before it captivated my attention.

With much repent I must admit that I loved you. The instant I became speechless it was not a romantic gesture. My lack of words mimicked the end of my adventure. I feared the demise. My apologies for not being the compassion that you were seeking for. You asked me why I could not love you. It was not that I couldn’t. There were simply no words that I have learned that could remotely express the endearment that my heart held for you.

The moment we met you were infatuated. You were delusional with affection. The way I learned how to conjure words from the inner pits of lust and fondness created the illusion of something far more complex than love. The epitome of regret.

Just admit it. I am only temporary.
Carrillo Aug 2017
My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered
Leaving the pieces shattered and somber
Stranded within a dynamic society
My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety

Misguided, unrequited, i have lost my light
And here i lie undecided
if sinking is a reward of being silent
Lost in a sea composed of
stringless, seamless puppets
I'm reluctant, broken, cracked and sewed in
Posed and told how to blend within
The flawless flaws of retrospective laws
Oppress what others call a
“Suitable demographic”

My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered
Leaving the pieces shattered and somber
Stranded within a dynamic society
My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety

Attach the wires and deem yourself my master
Superiority begets a systematic wrath of
Powerless demons with a potent strategy
Demand my steps to guide you into the perfect victory
Media-- social media socializing the roles like ghouls of anesthesia
Taking the control, then providing a hole of grief, anger, less goals and lost souls.

My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered
Leaving the pieces shattered and somber
Stranded within a dynamic society
My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety
Carrillo Feb 2017
An inquisitive mind—flourished from oppression into a cave as rich as Reed mine
Where tourists can flood my thoughts
Pick at my gold and sell it for their lives
Stabilizing their own
While weakening my historic rise
Greed increases, and relationships are seceded
Because everyone wants to obtain sacred pieces

 
Wandering through pixels of distorted visions
Gatherers become hunters
Painting with blood, their own ambitions
Setting standards for the continuing generations
In turn, a figurative genocide
For the sake of remaining proclamations
Paralyzing, terrorizing, and destroying indifferent others

 
If time manipulates unfortunate events, perhaps the solution
Is just the opposite
Creatures of habit soon face an evolution
Once protagonists reach a state of lucid retribution
It defines them as antagonists playing a role of uncanny acts
The renowned vigilantes use time as their sword
To reenact their own demise and call unto their lord


Scattered within the affluent cave
The people and their children
And their children's children
Are enslaved, digging their own graves while being influenced by vacuous hopes and darkened shapes
The repetitive motions devolved into psychopathic notions
They attempted to escape but were punished for breaking the rotation
Whipped, humiliated, and shamed
The cave insulated the pain
By offering priceless artifacts
Within my knowledgeable den
Carrillo Jan 2017
Over the horizon rests the deceased and the black skies
Smokey clouds lift the useless souls above ground
Monstrous figures dance around a fire
Chanting to their higher power
And there, in the still of night, she lurks in the alley
Young Madeline watches
Her family becoming particles of the black dust
Her bare feet swiftly crossing the darkness without a sound
Leaving behind the shadows
The reapers that have ***** her village dry
But her tears weren’t enough to silence the cries
That are hollow to the mind
Of the people that face demise
Oh sweet Madeline
You must see the lines that tore your innocence
While he was stuck between your thighs
The sweet, blissful torture kept you safe
When the all-knowing began to transpire
You were the survivor of his keeping
Oh Madeline
The horizon is not shiny, there is no silver lining
The air you breathe will forever taste bitter
And empty
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