The warmth of your hand in mine,A crystalized moment,I want to stay foreverIn your dazzling coolness,Blinded by the sparkling waves,A happy hysteria,I’d be glad to lose my mindIf it meant I could be lost in you. Uneven breathing,Traveling eyes,So many things I want to describe,But left speechless by the sublime. Cut me with your edges,AContinue reading “The Girl Lost in Diamonds”
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Clarity
The moment when the cacophonous music hall is brought to a silence. Her booming cries made her own energy evaporate and all she has now is to examine. Why? The question she doesn’t want to answer. Too overwhelming, too enormous. Clarity, my dear, requires work and time. Clarity, she knows, comes at a cost. AndContinue reading “Clarity”
Late Night
Yes, I’m still posting while on vacation! I’m sorry I missed yesterday. My goal, as always, is to keep this blog consistent and upload every day when I can. Here’s a poem for today!
On the Tip of My Tongue
Let’s talk about that feeling when you can’t quite describe what you want to say. New poem!
My Room
Familiar four walls,A safe haven with prison bars,Let me out!I can’t leave today…Lacking the strength toCross the threshold.Leave me alone,But please don’t leave me. Familiar four walls,Purple,My favorite.Ridiculous vibrance,Stop mocking me!I love you,No, please, I didn’t mean to yell. Familiar four walls,Adorned with dreamcatchers and symbols of peace,Screaming into my pillow,With senseless, burning tears,Namaste. FamiliarContinue reading “My Room”
My Tentacle Monster
I don’t know about the rest of you, but the days I’m really down, I can visualize what is wrong without necessarily having the words for it. Today, I’m going to try to describe it. It’s like these long, shadowy tentacles breaking through my chest. It feels like they’re breaking the bones in my chestContinue reading “My Tentacle Monster”
Raw
Do you ever feelLike you are walking aroundWith open woundsBleeding?But they are the cutsNo one can see,The blood formsAs tears in your eyes,Streaming endlessly,You want to curl up,You want to bury your headIn your hands,But you are just tired…You remain still,Paralyzed, really. You are exposed,Naked while clothed,The light is too bright.Silence, felt loudly,It’s all tooContinue reading “Raw”
Everyone’s Favorite Game: Love or Panic?
I sometimes think, if I was on a game showAnd someone offered me $1 million,Would I be able to identify my emotionsAt any given time?Let’s play and find out! Nausea creeps up my throat and seizes my words.Love or panic?Too soon to tell.My stomach flutters and my thoughts are blaring at full volume,The poetry canContinue reading “Everyone’s Favorite Game: Love or Panic?”
Hidden Jules 