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1.5k · Apr 2021
Lotus Love
zozek Apr 2021
every night I strive to bury your love in the mud
my hands and heart full of blood
next morning it reblooms with greater vigor
bypassing my rigor
enlightening me about your rebirth with all your purity
and rarity
906 · May 2021
Little Joys of Life
zozek May 2021
Sometimes we can only see the blossom
when we hit the bottom
little joys of life
help to strive

I know you care about me
and this sets me free
and let me be
bringing me a cup of tea
822 · Jul 2021
The Marigold
zozek Jul 2021
The luring incense
And the delicious aroma releasing fragrance
Of the Marigold
Spreads a delicately divine immortality
Through all its vivid and dense orange, red and yellow bright colors
Reflecting the sun and the light
Fully warm, joyful, and happy
In a sphere of fresh and all summer-y, edible melon-like
Aura
And the saffron like sweet and tasty threads bring in a golden hue
of The Muse
With its charming and “rousing the dead” use
On the Dia de los muertos

Todos somos calaveras
Traveling through the circle of life
The noise-making shells and bells
On the single candle burning canoes
Passing under all orange and purple papel picados
Eating slices of the luscious bone-shaped and anise and orange smelling pan de muertos

Silently slanting my orange and red marigold throned head
I weep under the sugar skull painted mask hiding my face
Deprived of the pride that you were once mine
Shadowing the ******* mortal belligerent jealousy
I grieve that you now wed yourself to Catrina
In despair, I mourn like the seasonal and fragile marigold
That has lost all its enticing
Pleasure and attraction
No longer able to fascinate your soul
Nor, ****** or induce  
The withering Marigold,
The Muse mourning
That once coaxed you out of death
779 · Sep 2021
When words too die
zozek Sep 2021
words belong to this world
words flip-flap
and fill the whole sky
like heavy clouds
white or dark
they shed light
and lead hearts at night
but they too migrate
leaving the skies all empty
silence remains
when words fly away
560 · Aug 2022
Fireflies
zozek Aug 2022
As you hit the keys on the piano
your hands dance with the rhythm
And retain a mystical aura
The alluring tunes of your music awaken the fire flies
As you play they glide
Creating a shimmering glow of aurora
535 · May 2021
wild berries
zozek May 2021
burned wood smell mixes
with the alluring mountain anemone odor
as I walk up the oregano aroma filled hills
with the excitement
of being close to eating mountain strawberries
all wild and not mock
they are truthfully tasty, rich, and redolent
wholeheartedly you
far from being bland
unreadable
and forgettable
zozek Nov 2023
The leaky feeling of having lost you
Anytime I stand up to say a word
they flee back to my heart
sealing the truth
Congestion of woes
interferes with moments of life
how would things flow otherwise I think
it seems like there is no flap backwards
murmuring rhythms of the two of us
impair all forward flows
I watch us dance behind improperly closed doors
All is nothing but the seeping of your glittering heart.
383 · Oct 2023
Sketches of You
zozek Oct 2023
Shall I not then collect words,
to paint colorful sketches of you,
to capture the moments we cannot otherwise retain
through scenes posing life and death?

Brushstroke of words,
sketches and etched memories in vibrant hues
Moments are thereby suspended
in the delicate balance of existence.

For in these words
and sketches, we reside.
Life's vibrant colors on the canvas of time,
In the contiguity of fleeting moments,
I find the art of holding you close.
374 · Jun 2021
Inhaling love
zozek Jun 2021
It takes a chilling kind of heartlessness
to deny your love
you are the gale breezing through
to fill the air I breath
367 · Feb 23
Vanitas
zozek Feb 23
Vanishing
vanities of life
eventually...
disappear
in the hands of those living
Skulls and roses
time and dice
and...
wilted flowers
all wry and dry
360 · Jul 2021
owl omen
zozek Jul 2021
through my forward facing eyes
I could see
all around
I could even see
at nights
in the dark
but I could not foresee
your death
zozek Jul 2021
Pushing the snail to reach the fountain
With a simple wish to paint the world

Reaching the fountain to see the snail
In a pushed painting

Painting the snail by the fountain
Wish I did not push this much

Fountaining wishes all abound
In a snailing push of the paint
zozek Jun 2021
I sit in my mind
to wait for me
I sleep in my heart
to dream about myself
329 · Jun 2021
The luring incense of love
zozek Jun 2021
Life
has hoaxed us
through a luring incense
of love
and trapped us
in death
328 · Jul 2021
Death Literally Existed
zozek Jul 2021
Death literally existed
It was not just
an unhappy ending
in a film separating the loved ones
or nerve-wracking helplessness
in a  novel of despair
death literally existed
in my empty arms and bare hands
lacking you
zozek May 2021
When trying to declutter
You clutter everything even more
disrupting the present with the past
forming a bricolage of me through various jammed selves
and adding new crammed shelves to my brain
clogging the blood in my veins
in a never can be reversed way
283 · Jul 2021
All by myself
zozek Jul 2021
And you exist
or seem to exist
one day you will not
and I will again be left alone
by myself
I will begin all sentences
with "I"
and my memories will all be about
me thinking out loud
and no one will ever be anxious
if I ever get lost
280 · Jun 2021
Baking poetry
zozek Jun 2021
poetry is like a cake mold
you bake your emotions in a durable and everlasting story told
first, the sides and the bottom, all the visible, explicit but fluid feelings cook to hold
leaving all the others in the inner, implicit, middle no room, and therefore all become bold
everything domes and rises in a deliciously hardened gold
279 · Jul 2022
Unawakened Souls
zozek Jul 2022
All the faces
have been shattered
like worn out masks
Call an angel and nay
many un-awakened
would stand aloof
266 · May 2021
The mono rhyme days
zozek May 2021
Pulling my hair
out to find the pair
of the sock and stare
at the big pile where
the other pair is I swear
in despair
it is not there
I stop and play solitaire
with a frown and glare
as if I am unaware
that life is unfair
the unfound sock does not even impair
265 · Jul 2021
My life be like
zozek Jul 2021
my life be like
a while
of unreturned smiles and shadows
peering through  your dense walls
to take a glimpse of love
trusting that love could pierce any shield
I beguiled us into a love treaty
apparently
my life be like
why's
and lies
zozek Apr 2021
Now thinking about our moments together is like a stab wound.
Some scars they say “are never cured.”
Oh, the fire that you have ignited in my heart was a merry-go-round, beautifully groomed!
You always told me to lean my back to you
And as much as I can, I lean my soul and heart through
254 · Apr 2021
Harum-scarum Hyacinth
zozek Apr 2021
I hate spring
hatching eggs
chirping birds
and blooming flowers
especially the disparagingly  
flourishing violet-blue, harum-scarum hyacinth
despite your aching absence
zozek May 2021
I will take my hands off you
no longer will I worry
don't you hurry
you are already getting blurry
you are now free
231 · Jun 2021
coin toss probability
zozek Jun 2021
heads and tails
life and death
229 · Jul 2021
I now know
zozek Jul 2021
I now know that I know
Nothing will slip by
like time
and there will not even be a why
Roll all woes up the hill
but they roll down
every time
I near the top  
I now know that I know
this will repeat for eternity
life is a series of unfortunate
boulders of woes
220 · May 2021
Geraniums under the moon
zozek May 2021
I water geraniums by the morning light
in order not to leave any slight
drop of water on the leaves
that would form a stain if it does not dry
in the sun

I shed tears at night
after everyone is out of sight
even if no one ever believes
that you bid bye
under the moon

the red geraniums are all crystal, ruby bright
and I promise I will be all right
217 · Jun 2021
The Suitcase of Dreams
zozek Jun 2021
It is that time of the year
Summer is almost here
It is time to pack up
and leave all the gray behind

I will pack up light
I fold the latest dress that you bought  
my love takes up all the space
and I take my biggest dream with me in case
216 · Feb 20
Shackles of Despair
zozek Feb 20
I have come back to you words
waking up from scattered dreams
beneath love lie lies
surrounded by the lonely dunes
had bads disguised
glittering shimmer soaked coals
pain like unfettered moors
shackles of despair
213 · Aug 2021
olive grove
zozek Aug 2021
the olive orchard
is the gateway to our souls
You and I
Past and future
olives are witnesses to our love
under the shimmering leaves and gnarled trunks
come and hold my hand and let us wander around the lavender covered grove to inhale
what this life has to bestow
213 · May 2021
Ruby Shard Attack
zozek May 2021
You looked like a perennial, strong geranium
blooming each year when it is the right time
you endured the cold and were all green and bright  
even under a thick layer of grime
there were always cherry-colored, ruby-red flowers that rhyme

Apparently, it turned out that you were a delicate poppy
disappearing suddenly when the spring is over
hard to find like a four-leafed clover
with the change of the wind other plants have taken over
so the cherries were all rancid and the ruby has been broken

like my heart in pieces
stabbed by the ruby shards
212 · Sep 2021
It's just impossible
zozek Sep 2021
silenced by the impossibility of reaching you
in my eyes, with the worst hue
my brain full of hays
stricken by the  nays
will we ever?
it seems we will never
get to hug
life will only shrug
newly touched hands
are now full of bans
in unknown realms
201 · May 2021
Nocturnal Stride
zozek May 2021
bats come on to play soaring through the air when dark
and owls hunt at night
my mind chases all the lost memories of you
and traces pop out brightly
under the fall of darkness
197 · Apr 2021
Love Forever
zozek Apr 2021
We have been
sealed
beneath my
fleshly
earthly
corporeal  
somatic
existence
through
tangible
appetites
and plausible
pleasures
of various sorts...
195 · Apr 2021
Musical chairs
zozek Apr 2021
Swirling around to find
a good death
like a good birth
Only the finest semina meet the ova
and fertilize
the luckiest to come to birth
on earth
Only the supreme spirits meet death
that fertilize
a new life
Life and death, life and death, life and death, life and death  
Death and life, death and life, death and life  
Death fertilizing life
Life fertilizing death
Playing musical chairs
Through the cycle of life-eternity
189 · Jun 2022
Blank bracket
zozek Jun 2022
words are the worst
like life a blank bracket
you think you plan
when walking the plank
love is the worst hurt
like a-life an alluring alief
181 · Jun 2022
Daisies
zozek Jun 2022
Not that I don"t remember
how you stood in the hallway
and looked at me from away
filling my heart with an amber
like yellowness of sorrow
until that day we’d always been daisy like
in a naturally popped up joy
unexpectedly there like daisies
through many different colors
shining easily in all seasons
truly sunny and funny
and  all cheerful
innocent and pure
Soothing, relaxing and healing
We were playful  “love me or not”daisies
When all were plucked, it was aways a “loves me”
That day when you stood there
everything turned amber
beautiful but cold
Enticing but distant
Graceful but still
like fossilized trees
178 · May 2021
The Hidden Beauty
zozek May 2021
Leaves shadow wild blooms
veiling their beauty like dense and gray fumes
behind the dense dunes
through swishing and rustling tunes
zozek Apr 2021
Deepest sorrow near
Nearest sorrow is deepest
Sorrowest is nearing deep
149 · Dec 2022
Hope
zozek Dec 2022
oh would someday the buds turn into leaves
and carry the way I feel into shoots
flowering worries in the dead ends of rotten roots
oh would somehow the soils soothe my soul
when no longer blood buds out
my vessels
148 · Jul 2021
Be all smiles
zozek Jul 2021
aching hearts
rupturing
hurting
memories
will someday turn into smiles
when I too die
145 · Jul 2021
Carnivalesque
zozek Jul 2021
life is made up of absolute chaos
and humorous incidents
only a carnival can reveal its true nature
zozek Apr 2023
It was all about love
There simply is nothing to wait for now
Oh the kids…I know
They will find their way
I am the one who got stuck in the labyrinth
Fridays used to be fun
Saturdays even more
Mondays with you were all awesome too
Right now nothing matters
It is just a meaningless chain of days
Mondays and Sundays
They are all the same
Equally worthless
There is nothing I look forward to
It was all about love
It is all over
And it is just my body
That has been
Misplaced
trying to survive in this pain
It was all about love
...Life
We always had thanks and okays
We thanked even for tiny, little things
But for love the most
And we had our okays for the things unfavorable
As long as we were together
It was all okay
It was all about love though
It was about love
We sometimes went to the farmer’s bazaar
The bazaar turned into a carnival
When you looked into my eyes
the oranges looked more fresh and fragrant
Pleasant and sweet was life with you
I look for you behind the shelves of the supermarket
I hope that you show up and hug me again like you did between the pasta, spaghetti, noodle and macaroni shelf and the sauces
But you are not there
When we were in the car your right hand was always mine holding my left hand
Our hands were warm and cold but always together
Sometimes
You just needed your hand to fix the music
Always the songs that I loved
A constant private party that you held
A regular Friday night fever throughout the week
You quickly tuned the music and came back
Or sometimes you needed your hand to hold the steering wheel in case
But you always rushed to come back to find my hand
It was all about love
Do you remember the pigeons which ruined our ledges and window sills?
We had spike strips to keep them away
And even a silhouette of a hawk
Nothing worked
And you made me laugh
so hard that I hardly stopped myself *** in my knickers when you talked to the pigeons to convince them to leave
It was okay
Everything was okay
we ended up building a warm nest for them and fed them everyday
It was all about love
It was love
You were always there
in all the thanks and okays
It was all about love
140 · Aug 2021
Fully lit
zozek Aug 2021
only
immature
sunflowers
move
towards the sun
139 · May 2021
The Oxymoron behind flowers
zozek May 2021
planting more flowers than you can look after keeps you attached to life
watching their strife
is choosing life over death
it is such an oxymoron that the word breath
rhymes with death
in your breathless repose
life flows without any pause
139 · Jul 2022
Rues
zozek Jul 2022
Rhyming rues
and woes
Sorrows
laden with
reincarnated regrets

Wounds of my age
irremediable
138 · Oct 2021
Becoming You
zozek Oct 2021
Read your eyes
Love... in disguise
There is no fear
Or anger
Your eyes reveal the truth
and... sooth
my weary soul
and keep us a whole
Becoming you
There simply is no rue
in loving you this deeply
and giving myself to you completely
listen to your words
like seabirds
I dive into you through a plunge  
and soak whatever you say like a sponge
through each word you utter
or simply mutter
you reveal what is precious  
Diamonds and rubies
Becoming you
and turning into someone I truly love
in a sunshine sort of
vibe
and it takes more than words to describe
138 · Jul 2023
Dyspnea
zozek Jul 2023
Flagging the truths with words of woes
How could known facts be stabbingly bitter?
Heartbreakingly beautiful love stories flow into rivers and drown
lured by the glittering waters at first deepening all of a sudden at a point where there is no return  
I plunge
I can no longer go back
I cannot envision a world without you
as I plummet I look for your hand in blurring visons
How could this be any different than it is now?
I think about this a lot and  fantasize ways of keeping us alive
One day I am deep down touching the ground next day I simply float in nothingness.
A breathless  brutality captures me when I am down
I frown and drown accepting the depth
Anger helps me to breathe finally
Bubbling gasps become my words
I am in high altitudes deep down
as I suffer in my dyspnea
137 · Jul 2021
Memorial
zozek Jul 2021
First
you need to forget
to remember
I will never remember you
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