I Wish I Was A Rampaging Queen
Can you picture it? Long wild hair, tiara slightly askew...
Camelot
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
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
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
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 18, 2016
Break My Nighttime Fast
I feel your coldness
Creeping
Through my ears
Snaking
Down my spine
Playing havoc
In my heart
Trampolining
Between the left
And right ventricles
I know
It's all me
My fear of loss
My fear of things
I can't name
Or put to paper
Hemorrhaging
Insecurities
Dripping slowly
Towards my bowels
The only light I see
Is when the sun rises
To a new dawn
The dark
Has dispelled
Its sinister hold
And I break
My nighttime fast
With a sip of
Hot steamy
Daily affirmations
I can then flush
The negative
Excrement
That has no place
No business
Inside my thoughts
My body
My words
Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016
Monday, April 11, 2016
Bear and Bare
So I was told today
Not for the first time
That they like ash
"Ash?" I asked
Yes, ash and smoke
They love smoke
They will bear fruit
If you light a fire
Beneath them
I thought
Yes, I can see that
I'd probably
Bare all too
If you lit a fire
Beneath me
Poor coconuts
Copyright © Allene Angelica 2016
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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
Sunday, February 21, 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?
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
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