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Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Monday, October 24, 2016

Umbra Of Your Soul



I am the shadow in your light
The deepest dark of you
While you shine as bright
As the morning sun
I radiate in the umbra
Of your soul

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Sunday, October 23, 2016

I Must Remember



Of all the things
I must remember
When memory
Fails me
And my veined flesh
Is parchment thin

It's the sensations

I close my eyes
And reminisce

His touch
A cool
Gentle breeze
Caressing
My heated skin

While beneath
His stony exterior
So hard to tell
An inferno simmers
Near boiling
Into the fire
I fell
Fell
Fell

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016


Saturday, September 10, 2016

Hopeless

My desires
Have taken me
Twenty years past
To my annihilation
My blood screams
For fulfilment
Eyes have grown
Weary
With intensity
The taste
Of salt
On my lips
I can never claim
My youth
It's gone
And I'm hopeless

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016


Sunday, July 17, 2016

Empty Shell


Inhumed within
A sadness

Living dead

Consumed
By anger

Years
In the making

Everyday
I look out

A reminder
To never be
Swallowed by
That emptiness


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Jade

I've stepped
Out of the shade

Jaded

Memories take
A lifetime to fade

Jaded

I've a new name
Jade

And I've been
Reborn

Jaded

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Cuttlefish Ink




Abandoned
In the coldest way
I've spoken to sunshines
And merries
With sparkles
Trailing behind
To their birth

I'm open
To their ignorance
Of dark streets
And matter
How the winter seeps
Into the bones
The darkness
A treasured friend
That slips through
Frosty fingers
To come
Face to face
With a bitter enemy
In harsh light
Harsh
Harsh
Bright light
Even
Rose colored lenses
Can't obscure

I appreciate
The sunshines
The merries
And their sparkles
But they will
Never know
Could they?

My world in
Cuttlefish ink

The delicious beauty
Of cold sidewalks
Yellow street lamps
Empty avenues
Discarded litter
The sleeping homes
Devoid of life
Snoring away
While I walk
Walk
Walk
Into the night

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Only Strangers Can Hear




I hate watching
Sad movies
I think because
For all the times
I held it together
For all the times
I didn't shed a tear
All the times
I stayed strong
And hid all my fears

It explodes
In the dark
The giant screen
Witnessing my shame
I always try
To make sure that
No one is near
When it starts

My two hour gushing
Waterfall of pain

I'm truly thankful

I am

That only strangers
Can hear the rain

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Monday, April 4, 2016

Feral and Unrestrained



A wildness
Surrounded her
A fury
Uncontrolled
Medusa released
In violent ferocity

But a sweetness
Still flows

It's been a few weeks
Since the taming
Falls of silk
At each touch
Of her hand
Angelic softness
Shines
In each passing
Glance

But it's still there
The wilding
Feral
And savagely
Unrestrained

Though
She tries hard
To conceal it
In her eyes
It shows

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Anyway


He touched me
In my most befouled
Caressed my ugliness
And kissed me
Anyway
It must be love

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016

Friday, February 19, 2016

Extra Fine Blue

I've disappeared
Misty vapors
Into my day to day
Existence

Sporadically
Flickering
Towards reality

Animated

My mind
A blank canvas
With knotted
Imperfections
Occasionally
Painted with
Extra fine blue
0.38

Sometimes
With the light fingers
Of consciousness
But there are times
When the hand
Is heavy with lunacy
Piercing through
Gut wrenching
Thoughts

Wavering
On the line
Between
Inner and outer
Characters

Internally

Craving solitude

Outwardly

An outgoing
Life force

Conflicted

I am
Quite comfortable
In my own skin

But is my skin
Comfortable with me?


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016


Tuesday, February 9, 2016

The Tsinilas

The motorbikes go
Vrrrrm, vrrrrrmm, vrrrrrrmmm
Behind me, loud fumes
Reach my nostrils, my ears
The constant blaring
Of horns, so normal
Oh so normal here
Like the sun, the sweat
The tsinilas

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016


Saturday, February 6, 2016

1 AM Run

Fluorescent light
My reassurance
Shines down on me
Through leaves
Disgracefully
Flirting
With the bats
That flit
Above my head

I'm fascinated
By what I can't see

I've missed the bus
I wait to catch
The 1 am run
To the badlands
While
A love song plays
In the background

That's all they ever
Play here

Exhausted
And aching
I fantasize of
My cold bed
Instead yellow
Plastic chairs
Cut into my ribs
My bony wrist
Pretending
To be a pillow

I hear my blood
Pumping loudly in my ears

I'm surrounded
By curiosity
I can see
The question marks
In bright neon
Blinking on and off
On their foreheads

Watching me
As I
Watch them

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016



Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Raspberries and Drupes

She made her way
Unseen
Plain vanilla
On the rockiest road
Chocolate chips
Staring in the distance
At the sherbet sky
Shuffling steps
Unrehearsed
Heel toeing their way
Through marshy pitfalls
And nutty aggravations
Her peach tinted lips
Mouthing words
To a song
Unheard
Inside
Unknown
She glittered
With swirls
Of raspberries
And drupes

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016




Sunday, December 13, 2015

Gnarled




Limbs stretched wide
Shielding and protecting
I sit beneath
Happily content
Knowing
You are there

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015
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Thursday, December 10, 2015

The News



The dark
Seductively called her name
She welcomed its comfort
With opened arms

He's dead

In the cold
Dank blackness
Of her mind
The news
Collapsed
Like a heavy stone
Spiraling down
Into grey gloppy matter
Leaving both
The sensations
Of devastation
And elation

She huddled
Fetal position
Face buried amid
Elbows and knees

Hands spotless
She was pleased

Wild eyes
Staring through
Inky skies
Sparkled with
Starry hope

She didn't have
To tie the rope

Between them
The dropped shoe
They both knew
Vengeance
Was due

The corners
Of her bow shaped lips
Twitched
Into a feral grin

Tonight
She will celebrate
With her old friends
Tonic and Gin

He's dead


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Saturday, December 5, 2015

Island Sunset



I kneel
In reverence
Savoring the last
Of your golden touch
Before the moon
Caresses me
With her
Incandescence

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Native Tongue



They spoke to me
In their native tongue
Of the birds
And all of nature


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015
#15wordsaday

From Afar



I see you there
Beautiful and serene
A peek of brilliance
Is all you are willing
To offer

So I shall stand here
Admiring from afar
Fear keeping me rooted
Lest I get too close
And drown in your
Beguiling charms

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Naked Truths




Your passion receded
I am left exposed
To naked truths
I can't deny

Low tide


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015
#15wordsaday

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Aloof



She stands alone
Aloof
Distant

The bonfire
Smoldering
In her soul
Shrouded
With fragility

Undiscovered


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015
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