I aim for the throat
When lips quiver
And tender sentiments rise
IN LIQUID RIVERS
When shallow breaths take
A form of disguise
Under the guise of hate
Malice arises
When pretenses go unnoticed
By the whom-you-echo
It is glorious when I feel
The harbinger explode
.
I cry a river of tears
When we fear the let go
Let me explain the way of the Path
In glorious expo
It’s up the stream, past the trees
You know the way in your feet
If only you forget to keep
The trail on repeat
Come on blood, seep
Seep for the reap
Of a harvest so plenty it boasts a reprieve
Trails of blood pool in my veins
Don’t strain or refrain
From the pain of the gain
If we keep going now
Won’t it be delightful?
If we carry the sparrow it won’t be so frightful
.
I wish it were, here and now
Trace the beat on repeat
A foolish vow
Come aloud and cry
Sigh and rely
Come around close
And I won’t be the guy
If you whisper and cry
I’ll pardon the lie
Where we trace the burnt ashes
In splendid reply
About the Creator
Victoria Yadira
To be honest, I write because I have to...when feelings get too big, and they fragment my thoughts, they come out in poetry
~I also sometimes write under divine inspiration~
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