Poetry 365 – Page 14 – THE LIBRARY (EB)

Leonell EchaJune 29, 2017

And if my blue blood would be emptied, Let it be into the desirable one Of Adamic lineage, not one scorned But of quality and beauty adorned With serenity of mind and quietness For those whose mouths are loose like parrots Vomit fire capable of burning Spirit, mind, heart and eternity. I am a newborn. […]

Leonell EchaJune 28, 2017

Hurt is its own healing power Much like a poisonous flower Aptly blossomed from sincere care With petals pruned off stems of fear Whose nodes contain soothing essence; The potion of true happiness. Many a face smile while yet hurt Burning hearts with flames of denial. Given time the pretence bears fruit Tasting of dark […]

Leonell EchaJune 23, 2017

Fires spark in the day and night Whenever they mate while moaning. Some sparks send messages of love with other feelings that follow be it as the sun or the moon fires spark in the day and Night, gushing forth between noons’ and dark telling stories time cannot tell. Some flames become the ground and […]

Leonell EchaJune 21, 2017

How we do not know Of wisdom’s monopoly A shame they call it When blindness stifles to see That open eyes pleasures sleep And when we awake From the house of slumber’s stare To find we know not That innocence defiled us Trying to save that not lost… Leon ———————— The reward I got For […]

Leonell EchaJune 20, 2017

Maiden! What shock have you not felt before? Dark-night ushering the one that comes in to think of how fragile men hurt my core. Carefully stitch this bone to the weak skin. Color human is made from deceit’s gleam Smiling as savory reveals secrets so the tricky question will tell your team. There’s none, Maiden […]

Leonell EchaJune 19, 2017

Of stories stitched with threads of history Lore spake of mortal immortality Of skies and earth, pale victory of death And words that the Birnam woods told Macbeth Belief in unbelief bore seeds of woe Zeus and Jupiter,Hera and Juno Then Cupid toyed much with mortal egos Lead arrows were shot and so was Eros […]

Leonell EchaJune 16, 2017

It came to pass A while after there was a lass The damsel grew a sass Now ‘we’ is dead. Alas! It came to pass,her eyes, soft hazel. Mouth, egg bagel. Lips, faded chuckle. Brakes, back paddle. It came to pass, the past crawled into the future. The mistakes are yesterday’s, tomorrow’s is the torture. […]

Leonell EchaJune 15, 2017

Mischief The appealing hand of a thief Grappling, teething, breaking, noise Abuse in a garment, a conceited choice. Contempt in the mouth of grief. That flows like water, a solid fluid. Bowing to peeve, bending stiff. Not all who hear will tend to bear Or act as if to dare The strings we tie may […]

Leonell EchaJune 15, 2017

I am a firefly made to believe I can shoot stars through my butt why? because I’m a God with such gut, relieving the worries on your wishes when I am called ‘shooting star’. I am a wind hanging from the shores of the heavens roaring with the thunder when it rains, so I carry […]

Leonell EchaJune 14, 2017

Joys built in a pots of giggles to live in the sands off course. This is an eulogy for the soul to be lost, to find the seeds of the wind when life whistled. I am your reverting shade called to know not sorrow or pain to a needle as a stitch of laughter. A […]

Poetry: For Virgins Only

Poetry: Healing and Hurts

Poetry: Fires Spark In The Day and Night

Poetry: Nobel of Ignorance

Poetry: A Ray of Hate

Poetry: Myths and gods

Poetry: And It Came To Pass

Poetry: Mischief

Poetry: Imprisoned Epiphany

Poetry: Celibacy

The Good Society

open more doors

in the ground

Seeds

A ditty

The Good Society

open more doors

in the ground