128. Disconnected

Fervent suspicions line contagious, deprecating slums;

Swelling with rubbled-craftsmanship which succumbs,

To the infiltrations of vermin scums.

O’ look to the eve stars for consolations unfounded,

For with destructions you’re wholly surrounded.

Behold Elysiums’ fresh ungrounded.

Make no cares of sound cries or lamentations with a boom.

Seek to establish a constructive, safe resume,

Completing this seemingly endless exhume.

Deep queries vex and disintegrate bricks of fortitude.

Why is it wrong Lord to have and want certitude?

Walls gone: struck down before constructions intrude.

A dilapidated domicile of firm dejection…

Stars speak of myriad stores of protection;

A clear and obvious disconnection.

K. Aldaya, 3/2/05

Picture: Artist Unknown; http://www.marketwallpapers.com/wallpapers/20/wallpaper-117915.jpg

127. A Life of Serenity

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

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

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

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