One So Many

I am

the so many ones

I am even a man

The one who sinks in vain

Thinks through pain

And plays with words

To make it worse

I am

the one who fights

Against what is not right

The one who turns to ignore

And the one who needs to know

I am 

the one who states and believed

You’d be here tomorrow

When you’ve gone

Sorrow

Inside it rains

I am 

my little girl

I am

the woman 

Scared

Chin up

Crooked

The one who thought and sought

And lost it all

Once

So many more

Regretting

I am 

my own contradiction

And yours

My lack of decision

In a world of science fiction

I moan and complain

Insist  and resist

Afraid to exist.

And there goes my train.

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Image > You by Zemotion

Grey Day

If only

The night would come

To shade this grey day

Close my eyes at once

And swim in the dark holes

Of oblivion.

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Image: The Witch without a Name by Dark Splashes.

There...

There

Left my place

For those longed few days

To stay away

Forget

Find it all in the self

And rest

Left

With no aims

An attempt, yes.

To leave behind

Jack and Mike,

Look inside

And get back that smile of mine…

So I found what looked so much as paradise

Me and my thoughts

A bed and no pets

Temporary retirement...

Avoiding eyes

You find mine

Both sides got high- too high

And we had it

Another while is eternity

Another while is just

What it is

What should have never been

Another inconceivable affair.

There.

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devotion

I cannot take this lightly.
.

That menacing storm

On the horizon

Quoting my wisdom

Mist caressing the mountains

   Blessing my existence

And presumption

Trust and devotion

Return with that love

Bitter becomes sweeter

More and more

Rather than less and less

Consoling the soul.

I thrive on your words

Of delight

And in your kiss

   Your rest

   Your whisper

The former mess

Now

   so neat.

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Image: I’ll Catch You if You Fall,  by Ina Mar

...but you had a goal, didn't you?

Rotten tomatoes

    Thrown on your face.

You close your eyes

    And keep on the speech...

There was a time when

They were white roses

    though with no smell

When even you believed

    In your speech

‘Cause you had an aim, remember?

 Too soon we forget

Too soon you knew

    this world you could not save

If only a little change...

Thus, now you see

    It’s too late.

For it had nothing to do with it

But with them

    standing behind your shade.

And money bought you

    As it bought them...

Rotten tomatoes

On your face say:

     History recalls

    What they could never learn.

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Image from La Flaca magazine. Cartoon about the Spanish chieftainship and the electoral fraud.

on motherhood

You shine little thing

Now so big

And I never cease to observe you

While you sleep

I shine as I see

The brightness life brings

As I kiss your sweet dream.

 

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my you

Is there another
To fill that void

     left by you
One other,
So kind, so gentle
    As you
A man ever thinking
    but of me

So few
    as loving...
As sweet a thee
Might there be
Who is free
To love me
Like you do
My beloved
    My man

My harmony
    My you.

 

Kiss’ Canvas Print by Alicia Liliana

living room

Rain drops tapping on my window

As I look at your immutable

    framed smile

Why

Cannot meet mine...

And I fix my eyes

On the ceiling

Mislaid in then and now

Hey you,

   spider web…

Time to sigh,

   and smirk.

 

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Image: Here in my room by ~indospan