Conspicuous characteristic distinguishing self-sustaining of my will to be or not to be … The mind agitated, darkness to be filtered slowly, carefully to sustain its fragile shell … we are shaken not stirred. If only you could have saved me kept me close to your uneven heart For surely ‘I will make life my friend and likely murder her with my own bare hands’ … Eyes blood red, speaking in angry hisses shadows teasing, taunting my dimension that enables identical events occurring night and day. Have my commentators seen enough?
Founder of Chapter 13 Poet Society 'A Vision Dedicated for the Art of Spoken Words' We encourage Poets, Readers, and Writers of all ages to focus on keeping 'Poetry Alive' ... Via open mike, readings or support network for Poets, Music, Art or simply just sharing your work with us!There is always an audience to react vocally or written of your work and this society encourages future generation writers. Join us on Facebook. https://www.facebook.com/groups/13poetsociety/ Yours truly Evelyn Leilou Colon, Writer/Poet/Artist
In those corners of your eyes my darkness prevades I wish all the doors gets locked from inside Why does our western gleam fades in twilight shades And still you’re searching for me in pale moonlight The night never brings
My Pearl of Inestimable Value Out from its obscurity in this Silence Dawn, emerged an invisible Cruelty, gabbed in terminal robe; Stealthily descended upon this blissful abode: the habitation of ‘My Pearl of Inestimable Value’ With its fangs snarling in
I am terribly shocked and remorseful My sister, can’t help than weeping at your ill-fate Transcending self to a passive onlooker Or to the role of an unmindful passenger With torn heart, tied hands, and bleeding eyes All finding acutely
My heart loves you Was it not some time ago, My heart was like a rock? An impenetrable fortress, With steep cliffs at its side, A distance land, Far away, From where no ordinary soul, Would dare to reside? I