Songs of Mermaid (Poetry)

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Monday, June 16, 2008

Learning the Art of Letting go...unchain your heart...

Letting Go To let go; doesn’t mean to stop caring, It means starting to understand To let go; doesn’t mean loosing hope It means identifying with your faith To let go; is not to judge But to allow others to be themselves To let go; is not helplessness It takes a sensible strength to carry on To let go; is not wanting to change anyone It’s wanting to be better for others To let go; is not giving up on it It is learning from the wisdom of the weak To let go; is not to blame nor be unforgiving It’s... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

It is only convincing, if we keep it existing..

Incubus What are hidden? Under the skirts of fury Inside the heart of madness Over the top of depressions Within the horizons of condescension On files of insulting frictions Is it forbidden? To cauterize its bleeding existence To synthesize its cluttered pieces To acknowledge some wedges If only to stabilize some purpose Is it forbidden to vanquish some burden? No, it is not hidden… What is causing hagridden It is a shocking daylight Haunting at nights But no, it’s not hidden Therefore it can... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, June 14, 2008

I’ll wait for your return to put me to sleep...

Butterfly Kisses Would I miss the day… When I was little And you treated me your angel The movies you took me to Colorful and funny cartoons We watched together with popcorn The pizzas you’d always take home And all the love you’ve shown Everyone has a father Their names written in their papers But I’m sure very few Has someone like ‘you’ You healed the bruises of my childhood I was three when I went black and blue I couldn’t finish my food So I was beaten with a piece of wood Mommy cried while... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 13, 2008

I know you're shining down on me from heaven...

The Man I remember your soft voice when I was little… You were holding me in your arms as you sang the lullaby Gently touching my hair while you dance in slow rhythm Yours were the sweetest voice I have ever heard The most graceful dance I have ever seen Soft voice… gentle touch… blissful warmth… The most precious memory I have carried on from childhood Which I fonder in my heart over the years and forever They say I was so much like you… Too smart for my age…so sweet, yet quite a handful One... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

We can never be sorry for the things we did for love…...

It’s my Turn I used to touch the soil And felt its filth on my being Scarcity and pain blending with the color of my skin I used to walk on the path Of crooked gravels and disrupted lines Laden with endless tortured times I used to tolerate blisters and bruises Underneath the layers of my heart And sleep with it tucked in my deranged pride I run away on Sundays with my Nickleback To loose the angst of my shock I married cascades of terror and hatred And served the master of my fright and shame I... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

But blood line requires together, they stay firm...

Umbilical Connection Four siblings in close-knit Always for and by each other No distance can defy Away from each other won’t fly Then wrath of Intrusion arise Translations misconstrued Rambling fall-out Adrift each one apart Anguished wound cutting thru Grudges & grievances throbbed Sentiments distraught Taunting conjectures inflamed But umbilical connection supersedes Imaginary cord supplants loose beads Blood lines thickens Siblings renewed their bonding Simulating reality is; Blood is... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Sinome...Will this do?

Songs of Silence Crickets hum Under the blanket of the wind Vanishing sadness that spins The golden-amber sky Bidding the day goodbye With a promise of a calming ride Of the coming night Nature sings a lullaby Birds in angelic choir Trading joy to a hum drumming heart Green leaves and tall trees Dancing in soothing pantomime Interpreting calm in swarming rhyme Tiny wasps and bugs Appearing and disappearing Like flickering bulbs Entertaining the boredom of the night Frolicking to the tune of... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, June 9, 2008

Defenseless ‘children of God’...Where do they run to…

Children of God Quite an intriguing little boy Extremely raucous on the street A nitrous oxide in human flesh So gay and gullible Yet damaged and fallible Unaware of civilization Grew up deep in the mountain From their parent’s self-made nation Savaged in great destruction Abandoned @ 5 with 4 more siblings Both parents disappeared Left with nothing to feed 4 young souls confused with hatred Left in the mountain to bleed Woke up one fateful night Suffocated with fright Sulfuric neighbor... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

A remarkable seed bloomed and aged, beautifully….

Seedless Sensations Behind the door is where she sought refuge Camouflage among the walls that never speak Silence in her privacy restricted for prying peeks “Do not disturb” all over her walls and door While she’s busy abhorring some pests that clamor Blazing fires of betrayal from yonder and beyond Perennial deception punishing her entire realm From unknown ghetto known to none Freezing floor abducted her vibrant youth Helplessly taunted by clanging buckle’s knout She was a child…I guess... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Twinkle, twinkle little star..

Yesterday’s Gift Childhood… When there was no visual yet Of horrid faces and paces Infants pampered while they crawl Exciting the watching eyes Grabbing and hiding things Can’t even remember where to find them Infant’s smile, seemingly senile Cheeky little thing flaunting A drummer boy in his throne With a fair of fork and spoon Gardening tools on the table Ripping papers as their soil Hiding behind the curtain Pretending no one have seen Molding water in their hand Seeing wiggling jelo in their... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 6, 2008

Broken Pieces of You...

Wreckage of Love Beyond the wreckage Of the damaged self Is a heart in a broken shelve They slept and wept Amidst the gory slots Of the grueling past Shredded pieces of hearts and faith Set on the table on a disrupted plate His ego runs him over Ravaged severely by insecurity Drowned in his own arroyo Of his egotistical innuendos Free radical venom Infected his possessive nerves Fraud of toxic air In the grasping lungs of their love Her infirmity out-played her Her voice caught up in her throat... Sign in to see full entry.

I tried...but I couldn't.

My Poetry Lover When I went away I meant to stay I left, but I didn’t go I moved, but I didn’t budge I closed my eyes But I was watching with my heart The stillness of my thoughts Got me oxidized, I nearly died I couldn’t leave… But I ran away from you In a while or so Until I figured; You ain’t gonna let me go You live for my thoughts I am fed by yours The sensuality of your desire to exist Co-exists with my thirst for your blood You breathe in my brain Running like endless train You taunted my... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 23, 2008

To all universal bloggers...calling cards for you...

Few words I promise I won’t make a mess It’s 2am to where I am Can’t find anything to rhyme While listening to Leann Rimes “Cant fight the moonlight” She said… I’m leaving the spotlight I guess… Maybe tomorrow I’ll make amend After the pretty dream I’ll spend To all universal bloggers Which talents sharp as a dagger In your blogs; callings cards I left To let you know I came by to visit But Ariala and Lustorlove among others "Leave a calling card" in your blogs I can't find But know that all... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

The whole world needs to maneuver

Cerebral Traffic Overwhelming brainpower Potency ruling over Adrenalin of mind’s consistence Expressions claiming its own existence Exuberant thoughts magnified Universal essence’s exemplified Rhetorical beauty here and yonder Exceptional flashes of magical wonder Real essence of poetry Embodied by whimsical imagery Dexterity of concise essays Gifted writers portrays Engaging short stories surface Scripted by spontaneous precise’ pace Writers, authors, poets et al Art at its sublime eloquence en... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

It’s a lot of pressure to be human

Wishful Thinking I want to smile without hesitation… Without fear of tomorrow Without having to worry about today Without grieving for what happened yesterday Just smile and get away with it…with a smile. I want to cry without limitation… Without fear of agitation Without having snared at for doing so Without feeling sorry for the unstoppable tears Just cry and get away with it…with relief. I want to write without formula… Without fear of rules and punctuations Without having scrutinized for... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

I'm sorry I can't make up my mind...

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Monday, May 19, 2008

I'm sorry I can't make up my mind...

Myself Under… Paused for awhile… Been depressed in the wilds Don’t know much my going around Maybe yes; maybe not But I’m sure it’s not match Great people surround Einstein’s successor’s rewinds How dare I entwine These people are sublime But my heart begs So as my brain’s saturated keg Expression, expression, expression Deny my depression Be careful with my cardiac function Or I might vanish in this horizon Long before my compensations So I came up with a decision Perhaps I need some remission... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Goodbye my friends...goodbye my poetry lover...I Love You...

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Saturday, May 17, 2008

Goodbye my friends...goodbye my poetry lover...I Love You...

Thank you for touching my heart January 3, 2008… Great people I started to meet The twin sister of my soul Finally came to life I found the place to where it hides The silence of my thoughts Adrenalin of my digital nerves My forever whispering lips Dictations of my heart Files of paper scraps Of thoughts and ideals, Of convictions and sentiments Little knowledge, little mischief Bravery of this child in this shy woman I found this place and fell in-love… With the gorgeous space I can greedily... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Now she’s gone; and you’re in great resistance…

H.I.V. + Do we have to loose it, before we realize it’s precious? You didn’t realize the fullness of your hand When you were holding her lousy and loose What others would have traded to be in your shoes Someone else’s fantasy is your reality…in full sense But confidence made you ignore her existence And then she’s gone… Then you feel vast emptiness from a huge loss Your heart used to be on the ownership throne Now you’re experiencing tremendous misfortune You used to be the mighty maverick Now... Sign in to see full entry.

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