Category: Poetry

127. A Life of Serenity

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Serenity be ye more than a thought?

In conflicted days,

To find peace that is sought?

A light airy haze,

Where sparkling joy is wrought?

Joy be ye more than a laugh or a smile?

In soft happy lines,

Stretching forth in long miles,

Passing memory signs?

Belief fills bloods’ vials.

Joy-serene ye can be more than these dreams.

Believe the journey,

Is more than what it seems.

Past holds no guide key,

To life-roads your soul deems.

K. Aldaya, 2/28/05

Picture: Photographer Unknown; http://persolaise.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-chypre-when-its-at-home.html

126. Lost Innocence

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Then: a deathly shroud covered the sun.

When: vehement shadows harshly reigned,

Decisively ruling: rerun. rerun.

Repetitive witness in grays and blacks,

Of innocence dead, from go, to the cracks.

Through passionate summers of achieve,

Grew denser the stalkers’ expanse.

A hovering, creeping reprieve.

Tainting the airs of belief in rebirth,

Fogging the pathways to towns of life worth.

What hunters these lost phantoms be,

Slut-trophying…death in a breeze.

Distending the cracks with their new debris,

Constructed cracks of prophesied disgust;

Ends in cruel death…

Starts from a demons’ lust.

K. Aldaya, 2/27/05

Picture:  “Broken Doll” by spacedlaw on Deviant Art; http://spacedlaw.deviantart.com/art/Broken-doll-100896724

125. Flaming Lips

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Quickly,

Flames burn bright,

Burn. Scorch.

Continually ignite!

Those leering lips,

Of subtle damning contradictions,

Sear sickly.

Fast hide,

From loves’ bitter,

Mind-war.

Pretend love’s fitter,

Than those cruel fire-lakes,

Smoking with melted-cordialities,

And words lied.

K. Aldaya, 2/23/05

Picture: “Fire Lips” by MilaDarkAngel on Deviant Art; http://miladarkangel.deviantart.com/art/Fire-lips-94121200

124. Hello….Goodbye

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Complicated,

Complex spells,

Tangled in life-spring wells;

Intricately,

Confus’ed,

By sharp unexpected swells.

Ensnarled thick,

And raveled,

In inescapable cells.

Muddled daily.

Confounded,

By swift screams of fare-thee-wells.

K. Aldaya, 2/20/05

Picture:  Uploaded on rebloggy by live-with-cats; Photographer Unknown; http://rebloggy.com/post/love-photography-death-girl-cold-quotes-hipster-vintage-drowning-indie-hands-gru/82079351799