"alli" poems
Water the Greenhouse
Water the plants on the deck.
Walk Autumn Moon.
Salutation to the Sun
Yoga on the deck
Prayers
Angel of Air
Reading & Study with Ken
Sipping herbals & he, his coffee.
Pick up.
Moving the living room furniture
Rearranging. Sweeping. Mopping.
Clean the kennel.
Fresh bedding for Autumn.
A break for Sevenfold Peace in the sunshine.
Listening to the Holy Stream of Sound.
Playing with Autumn.
Laughing with Ken.
Continuing with rearranging & cleaning
Done!
Another break
With Ken, Autumn & Habibie
By the firepit in front of the shop.
Auti chasing water up and down and around.
Walk to Alli's, talk and pick up the key.
Cut broccoli, cabbage, carrots, & kale
Add a few pods of peas
Drizzle poppy seed dressing.
Two bowls with 1/2 cup of rolled oats each
Add cinnamon.
Taking a teaspoon
Half full with honey.
Dipping it into the center of the oats
Pouring boiling water over the honey.
Into the oats.
Stirring and stirring
Watching the cinnamon spirals
Mix into the sweet porridge.
Small cacao chips, sunflower seeds
A few raisins
Sprinkled as garnish.
Eating together
Smallville, playing with Autumn
Habibie resting near by.
She maybe carrying kittens.
Too early to tell.
Tired. Good night. Sleep.
2:30 am.
Ken up watching a movie on is phone.
My, my, how times have changed.
Return to bed.
Writing, writing, writing….now it is done.
May 16, 2021
May 16, 2021 at 1:07 PM UTC
Alli estás y no tienes ni idea de todo lo que está aquí. A no mas de 1 metro de distancia, se desata una guerra en mi cabeza de la que no te voy a contar. Me duele el pecho, las manos y la cabeza, me siento estúpida pero también me siento rara. Por algún motivo no puedo hablar, es como si me hubieran cortado la lengua y todo lo que sale no sirve para comunicar. Esto es lo mejor que pude hacer.
Hace ya algún tiempo me enamore, de el chico menos indicado en el peor momento de mi vida. No, él no eres tú. Me hizo mas daño del que yo me hize a mi y eso esta bien, supongo que me lo merecí, siempre he sido una muy mala persona. Tiempo después te conocí y lo que siento por tí no es amor, ni es cariño, es desprecio. Te desprecio por hacerme amar a todos y cada uno de mis defectos solo por que tu dices que lo amas, sea verdad o no. Te desprecio por que en tu forma loca de hacerme reflexionar te tomas el tiempo de pensar que es lo mejor para mi, sin importar lo que tu quieras. O almenos eso me haz hecho creer. Te desprecio por la forma en la que duermes, respiras, vives. No lo tomes a mal, del odio al amor hay solo un paso.
Perdona si alguna vez sone un poco fuera de tono, con un vocabulario que yo se tu preferirias no escuchar. Pero ultimamente pienso que mis defectos se vuelven más yo de lo que deben ser. Perdona, mi vida, si te digo que te necesito conmigo. Perdon, pero tu me hiciste quererte.
Hace ya algunos meses me enamoré, del hombre más perfectamente hecho para mi en la tierra. Y si, este si eres tú. Tu no me haces daño
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
Hi, my name is Alli
And I have an addiction
I see blurry remains
Through my mascara tears
I fill my clouded head
With screams that nobody hears
I blast my music through my headphones
But his voice still echos in my head
I'm beginning to think I may never overcome this
I continue to relapse, time and time again
Maybe it's time I stop trying to recover
Maybe this is who I am
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 9:28 PM UTC
Solo fue un sueno dime un pasa tiempo, left me wounded deep cuts marked for life, dimelo te lo pregunto, show me how to forget you, my heart trusted you, trash it or save it ya perdi esparanza de que tu vuelvas a mi, esta en ti solo te pido que seas feliz y para siempre guardes mi corazon, si me amas en verdad, eres mi Luna mi triste realidad, te deseo mucha felicidad, I wish I could just leave it behind, decir everything's fine, pero no puedo nunca seras mia, illusiones suenos noche y dia, I'm telling you la pura verdad, no te veo y solo me muero, no puedo vivir sin ti, show me solo tu nadie mas, knows me mejor que ti, mi fin, you opened my darkest door, at my purest form, mi corazonsito was torn, dime si me quieres para que me resigne, giving up my only dream, y solo lagrimas y recuerdos de ti, tendra en el alma, gracias por todo, el motivo de mi salvation, el mejor amor con cristo a nuestro favor, gracias por ti yo renaci, cuando solo me vi, tu estabas alli, consolandome, me da miedo volver a verte, perdoname por mi suerte, por no tener suficiente, para poder tenerte...
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 4:18 AM UTC
You deserve to wake up and smile because of your beautiful, bright, bold soul.
You deserve to laugh loudy and feel fusion of fluttering in your tummy.
You deserve to shy away and cover your rose-pink face.
You deserve to feel raw, ruddy, real emotion only with positive and pure intentions.
You deserve success due to your persevering, powerful power house.
You deserve sincere care due to your pious purity.
You deserve to be fed with flavoursome fruits and nourished emotionally and physically.
You deserve to be put on a pedestal like a clear celestial body.
You deserve the truth and not to be fooled by equivocation from three weird sisters.
You deserve someone to pump oxygen into your heart and not deprive it of tenderness.
You're worth more than millions upon billions.
If anyone can't see the love you deserve, remove them you're an
Oscar Award.
You deserve it all-
But I'm not good or the best.
I am the worst.
-Nuha Alli
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 3:38 PM UTC
I’m that guyWho’s a sour noteThat sinks deep belowSuch ascending cadences. I’m that guyWho is a shitload of fuckThat shares a planet withFuckloads of shitI’m that guyWhose blindness cannot be curedWith mud slinged in eyesAlready tinted with brownI’m that guyWho facepalms wheneverGod’s precious little angelShares herself with thatintention.I’m that guyWhose insomnia is legendaryFor believing that the moonWill swallow us allI’m that guyWho crouches down betweenDissident friends partingEvery which wayI’m that guy Who plucks petals off flowersFor incense, ‘cause they smellbetterEngulfed in fiery passionI’m that guyWho strides in the snowUnscathed because no frostIs colder than regretI’m that guyWho hates the newsBecause killing, destroying,raping and stealingIsn’t exactly new.And when time itselfTransfixes its body Away from our existence;That’s when I’ll slump overAnd shut my eyes, just becauseI’m that guy. -Juan Carlos Gomez
Feb 28, 2010
Feb 28, 2010 at 7:58 PM UTC
How important to you, guapa, is a word?
¿Se puede?
I have time to **** in between sun rise and sunset, between work and relaxation, between awake cycles and rem sleep. With the feel of isolation within a crowd, my heart cannot establish solitude properly. It's the chemistry that is wrong. Un poco despues, the midday sun will bring the mist to my heart. She, the mist, cools that fuego that burns dimly.
¿De donde eres, guapa? ¿Aqui o alli?
My mind is weary of the questions with no answers. All I see is rojo y todo lo que escucho es que lo siento.
Hasta la vista, guapa.
Para siempre jamás.
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 5:56 PM UTC
is it sad tht alli wish is for your acceptance
is it sad that i wish for you to look my way, and smile
is it sad that i hate myself for likeing you
is it sad that youtake my breath away
is it sad that you mak me want to cry out in pain
is it sad that i got jealous when i saw you holding her hand
is it sad that you are the cause of thoose scars
is it sad that you are irresistable
is it sad that when you defend me it makes me want to scream and laugh and cry at the same time
is it sad that you make me me
is it sad you are you
is it sad you are the one i love?
is it sad you are the one that makes me try?
is it sad that you are the one i hate?
is it sad
at all
one
bit
is
it
stupid of me to
care
?
is it dumb of me
one
little
bit?
is
it
posssible
that
i
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like and love and hate and need you
all
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 4:20 PM UTC
Electric impulses tell me you are operatingthe speed and effficency such unknowingprecise, exact, such storage of informationfiles upon files, rooms upon rooms, all endlessI dont doubt your ability to learn alli would bow down to your complete control such order and coordintion in detail you know it truefrom the smallest cell to the mighty muscle, perfect harmony is youBut let me call you once to account................twist my thoughts, distort my hearing, manipulate my sightdance with devil and give all such frightworsen this fault, as darkens the day and keep me awake at nighti will match with you no longer as one gift you give is nearlet us reason out the validity allowing smog to cleartesting all the targets, emotions under check I am here you have my back thankyou for it allBy Deeanne
Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 7:57 PM UTC
DO NOT MIRROR ME
DO NOT EAT PASTA ACROSS FROM ME
DO NOT LOVE SHOTS AS MUCH AS I DO
DO NOT TALK TO OUR FRIENDS
DO NOT FIDDLE AND CROOKED SMILE
DO NOT LOVE ALL THE THINGS I STILL LOVE
DO NOT SLIP AWAY FROM ME
DO NOT IGNORE ME
DO NOT MAKE ME FEEL SO LOST
DO NOT TAKE AWAY MY BEST FRIEND
DO NOT SILENCE MY ALLI
DO NOT REMOVE MY DRINKING BUDDY
DO NOT STIFLE MY FAVORITE BULLY
These are your choices
Take me as I am
Be my friend
Or let me be
And what ever you choose
DO NOT MIRROR ME
Cause sometimes I need to work hard to quit loving you
And no matter what you do
You
DO NOT MAKE IT EASY…
Mar 6, 2010
Mar 6, 2010 at 7:31 AM UTC
Me desperte en el desierto.
Las llanuras pulsaban en el calor:
ido fueron los edificios que habitan en el cielo.
La Tierra me hablo;
"Mira en mis obras eres poderoso y desperado."
Eschuche el lobo en la noche.
Yo lo conocia,
pero
el lobo es una cosa incognoscible-
- solo puedes verlo a traves de tus ojos.
Y ver un lobo a traves de tus ojos...
bien
tus ojos tambien podrian haber sido cerrados.
Senti vida alli.
En algun lugar entre mi corazon y higado.
En la suave luz del amanecer,
antes del incendio
mire por encima de obras desalmadas
y yo queria saber lo que el lobo sabe
pero
es impossible:
uno no puede saber lo que el lobo sabe
mas de lo que uno puede saber lo que sabe el rock
el dia
el mundo.
Translation
I woke up in the desert.
The plains pulsed in the heat;
gone were the skydwelling buildings.
The land spoke to me,
"Look on my works ye mighty and despair."
I listened to the wolf in the night.
I knew him,
but
the wolf is an unknowable thing.
You can only see it with your eyes
and to see a wolf through your eyes
well
they might as well have been closed.
I felt life here
between my heart and my liver.
In the soft light of the dawn
before the fire
I look on the souless works
and i want to know what the wold knows
but
it's impossible
one cannot know what the wolf knows
anymore than one can know what the rock knows
the day
the world.
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 7:04 PM UTC
I walk the street, and all I do is weap.
For all I see is anger, and haetred.
People stuck sleeping and eating on the street.
I see them begging for money on the corner.
Just to get one meal for the day.
I don't like watching good honest people.
Down on there luck asking, but no one helps.
It makes me mad , and all so sad.
All I can think of is.
What if this was me or my loved one.
Would any one help?
Will I have food today?
Why will no one give me a chance?
Is it because I am down in a hole?
I see this everyday, I try to help when I can.
But its not enough. Alli can think of is.
Why will no one help the ones in need.
Ya they might not have jobs but if I can help.
Wheather it be $1 or a place to stay.
I know how it is, I don't wish any that.
So if I help, that means more people can.
I barely make enough to hold myself afloat.
I see my heart sinking like a boat.
Every time I see amazing people.
Eating off the street, and sleeping under a bridge.
As I walk down the street all I do is weap.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 6:31 AM UTC
En los sitios oscuros
Mi alma no funciona
Cada vez q yo la prendo
Alguien me l´apaga
Y si vuelvo a prender
Soy yo q va perder
Solo todo loq tiene
No salgo, pero viene
No es posible de nadar
sin problema
Dentro de un mar
lleno de la colera
Mejor q lo apago ya
Q nadie me ve
Asi no me apagan
Me lo imagino como brilla
Y me quedo con la vida
Igual me quedo yo alla
Porque no puedo escapar Sin luz
de los sitios oscuros
Que circulo vicioso es
Que yo me quedo en
Para vivir yo tengo que salir
Y para llegar alli
Yo tengo q perder las llaves
De la puerta que me salva
Y me regala poca paz
Pero igual ya me persigue
Esta ya de mi atras
Es que ya te falta esperanza
Que tu saldras de alli
Ya perdiste confianza
Que nadie te ayuda a ti
Luchando solo
Con lo malo por lo bueno
Porque no te queda otro
Otras cosas solo sueno
Y aqui ya llega como trueno
realidad me quita sueno
Porque estuve yo sonando
Si ya se que a mi me quitan
Solo cuando?
Y asi estoy andando
Por los sitios oscuros
Buscando la salida
Si no la encuentro
pierdo mi vida
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 1:38 AM UTC
A lado de la Misión San Cristòbal
Est una casa lujosa y grande
dónde vive reservado y distinto
La Doña Carmen Garcia-Cabrall.
Trabajo en su estancia - ensilar su caballo,
monto detras encargado quando ella visite
sus amigos aqui y alli. Dicho y hecho.
La Doña Carmen Garcia-Cabrall.
Ella dice: “Arnese mi caballo - Miguel!
Trae mis botas - Miguel!
Muchas Gracias - Miguel!”
La Doña Carmen Garcia-Cabrall.
Ella amanto Don Josè Francisco Delgado
est a menudo frecuente. El dice: “Adios!
Miguel esta seguro La Doña
Maria Carmen Garcia-Cabrall!”
A lado de la Misión San Cristòbal
espero en el patio de la casa grande
dónde vive resevardo y distinto
La Doña Carmen Garcia-Cabrall.
Ella dice: “Estable la caballo - Miguel!
Entonces ven arriba - Miguel!
Ahora rapido - Miguel!
Cerra mis botas - Miguel!
Muy bien! - Miguel!”
Digo “Es todos Senora?”
“Haz lo quieras Miguel!
Miguel! Cierra la puerta
El cerrojo en el interior"
La Doña Carmen Garcia-Cabrall.
TOBIAS
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 3:35 AM UTC
I finally got to see your smile again.
It was worn, and obviously tired,
with a little bit of lie touching the corners.
But it was there.
You asked me how I was doing,
"Fine, Better even" escaped before
I could tell you how I really felt.
This is really hard,
pretending like you aren't
the first and last thing I think about
before I close my eyes.
God woman, you **** me off sometimes.
AllI wanted to do was
close the distance and take you in my arms.
Even if it was the last time,
I wanted to feel the thunder in my chest
when I kissed you.
But all I said was, "Fine."
As time goes on, maybe things will change.
I hope you wander back onto my path
and we can look back at this
like a history book.
But for now I will continue on my own.
Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 7:59 PM UTC
I am ANu poet
the poem is me.
I may not be Poe
but I'll be et alli.
Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 8:57 PM UTC
How to define my crush?
She gave me a look and my blood rushed
One look, one touch, one kiss
Finding true love is not less than a bliss
When I saw her hair, the first time
It felt like waterfall, so divine
Pretty, pretty, pretty thats all I could mumble
How am I gonna talk to her, she seems so humble
Then Her brown eyes made me wonder
That girl is no less than a thunder
Black jeans, red top and blue shoes
She is the one, I know, Im *******
Her green nail polish and cute voice
I don't have to flaunt of my choice
She has a killer laugh, dont fall for that
You haven't seen allI, it's just a draft
Her lips are red like if strawberry coated
When I saw them, I became so devoted
Dippin my toes in the water and no one knows
Im thinking about her still cant get close
Was it all in real time?
Or was it just in my mind?
She was just a crush I couldn't define....
Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 2:52 PM UTC
I think, therefore I may be.
Maybe I think too much to be free
But the walls close faster than a revolving door
Where no man will etch my name in precious floor
Lost to the inevitable human trace
A dream actuated to another time and place
My eternal atomic informative electrostatic attraction
Bounces my life across the pulsars
in altercation
And ionizes my dreams within
this distant universe,
To return to dream and inert
Inani, Intelli, Invinci,
Omni, Alli, Tectoni,
Read the pages on the stone
Sing the whispers in the growth
The dance of time, the hand of space
the love of design, a perfect trace
Sing sing.
as loud as you can
Do not get lost in the yaup of man.
There is a special soul inside of you.
It's the trees, the bees, the seas and due
Time will come for us to know
The world will task our souls for new growth
And when our time should come to pass
I let myself dance in Dodecahedral sky
And let my atoms shine
For new eyes.
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 6:12 PM UTC
I was the spectrum of life;
Burning in the dark, black, barky forest.
I've been through the fire:
Yet you couldn't salvage me,
I've provided you with a remedy-
But you have poisoned me.
Reflections are colourful-
For that's I needed to be loved for
I've conquered your standards,
Yet i didn't surfice.
Ironically, you didn't conquer my bars .
For you took me for granted!
One day you'll see what a saphire i am.
When thy cannot live to my standards.
But now i have no affection or love for you.
I pray thee remains constant and decided.
Resentment is an understatement as you have made me a cliff.
For you are a surpent.
Intoxicating my resilient periant.
The last end...
-Nuha Alli
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 8:17 AM UTC
I don't want to feel anymore!
You promised me a future in union,
You promised me a lot,
But you delivered none.
You evoked constant pain and heartache;
Empty promises blinded me.
When it was over-
It felt like thousands of arrows coated with rat poison, pierced my vulnerable aorta.
The raw emotion is what drove me from ever wanting to feel again.
Fair is mendacious.
For i was a fool.
I'd rather be surrounded by:
Dead flowers,
Crying children,
Filthy corruption,
Atrocious massacre,
And darkness.
Because these carry no facade:
Foul is real
They are sincere and geniune in their aims.
Don't fool with my purity and innocence-
I desensitize.
-Nuha Alli
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 3:26 PM UTC
Sentando aqui
Siento algo alli
O es mi mente
Chicle en mi boca
Pistola en mi mano
Que peligroso
Mis amigos estan cerca
Adentro de mi caro
Que misterioso
Preguntame a mi
Estan muertos o vivos?
Llo nunca digo
© Sofia Villagrana 2019
Oct 6, 2019
Oct 6, 2019 at 4:33 PM UTC
Have you ever said "Forever and Always" to a dear one?
But it hasn't worked out
Just maybe,
Just maybe,
There's a, another chance down the road,
To satisfy that solemn promise.
Through irrigating an arid desert -
Over the years;
Constant metamorphosis;
Persistent photosynthesis.
And finally-
A xerophyte inhabits the ground.
Aligning everything in the hazardous atmosphere.
-Nuha Alli
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 11:18 AM UTC