Jester Of Hearts

My Heart is quite a fool… She is a continuous embarrassment of mine…

Although, she is quite punctual and hurts me all the time…

For over three decades she has deceived and mislead…

And a

All that I hear are hurtful laughs from my head…

“HA!

As if!”

“HA!

Get a grip!”

No need of convincing, I am a fool from tip to tip…

A toy amongst the tongues of silver and gold…

Never have I imagined hearts of ice could be this cold….

My heart hates me and I do not possess a single doubt…

Still, she remains a part of me that I just can not live with out…

Unwillingly, a Jester is what I shall remain…… She chose to stay with you; she is something only you contain. -Madamchryzl-

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Candle With Out A Flame

My Love, would you please light a candle for me?

Ignite a flame so that I might see…

I stumble in the dark and close my eyes in the light…

My hands hurt from holding on too tight…

There is no sense to be made…

Only tears to cascade…

A new season has risen since you fled…

Void of any sweet words to be read…

Your eyes only know what you have to see…

But I am blind, please light a candle for me…

*Madamchryzl*

Day 33

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Hey Jude

I thought I felt you today…

You should have said “goodbye” when you chose not to stay…

Close enough for you to slip away…

As sure it was the day…

You left me holding this golden box of dismay…

I thought I felt you today…

As if only air, space, and time stood in our way…

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Art By: Madamchryzl

Feels like I am drowning in black and white, when I choose to live in radiant color.

My whole life I watched those with erasers; masking utensils follow behind.

“Why would you want to fade these beautiful hues?” I would ask.

“Because it discolors our scenery.” They would say.

And follow you will, continue to stand behind; here, my love reigns.

I prefer a colorful horizon, multitudes of beauty and breathing endless color spectrum.

Science can have their primary Yellow, Red, and Blue.

Our sun radiates yellow, our sky covers us in blue, and our hearts beat red.

Those with erasers in hope of new beginnings will not wash away my love.

Nor, mask your angry of ink to deface my crimson heart.

Cast out your erasers and agendas and open your eyes.

Dive into the life that has been painted before you; if you love today, may you love even more tomorrow.

I feel like I am drowning in black and white when I am breathing colorless air.

MADAMCHRZYL 

Originally posted June 30th, 2017

 

 

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I was hesitant on posting this one bc it is quite eclectic… I’ve been told that I was very odd for liking this song so much… The lyrics complement the pain and satisfy a dark hunger… RIP to the singer….

Pain works on a sliding scale
So does pleasure in a candy jail
True love doesn’t come around any more than fate allows on a Monday in Ft. Lauderdale
I came all this way to see your grave
To see your life as written paraphrased
I have tried be it is written in the furnace of affliction
This is what you couldn’t faceLife in a candy jail
Peppermint bars
Peanut brittle bunk beds and marshmallow walls
Where the guards are gracious
And the grounds are grand
And the warden keeps the data on your favorite brandsJelly beans and cookie dough
Country restroom on a radio
I got a number on my name
It’s hard to rise above the shame
I’m a branded man made in the moldThese terms engulf the waking mind.
Like cherry, grape and lemon-lime
Like candy corn and licorice
Like bubble gum and Swedish fish
It happens to me all the timeLiving in a candy jail
With peppermint bars
Peanut brittle bunk beds
And marshmallow walls
Where the guards are gracious
And the grounds are grand
And the warden really listens
And he understands

http://Candy Jail https://g.co/kgs/2WQxhN

I Lie To Myself

Photo by: Madamchryzl

I tell myself, if you only knew….

What I was going through…

That there is so much that you would do…

Perhaps you would hold me and tell me that this was meant to be…

Maybe if you would look into my eyes and see, what this has done to me…

I tell myself, that somewhere out there you really do still care…

I lie to myself, because speaking the truth is something that you do not dare…

Madamchryzl

A Conversation With Lilly

Photo By: MadamChryzl

I picked a flower for you…

Upon delivery you were not there…

I searched high…

And got low…

Not a trace of you was anywhere…

I rested the lilly down and laid down beside her…

She asked what she was here for and what was her purpose…

I told her that I picked her so that I may show someone my love and my care…

She asked if, “She was love.”…

I told her, “No.”…

She asked if, “She was care.”…

I told her, “Unfortunately not.”…

She sighed and said “I do not understand.”

I explained that she was a gift that I wished to share…

She laid there, beholden to her beauty…

She cried and apologized…

“If I did not possess allure,

You wouldn’t have knocked on that empty door,

If I had not grown through your green matted floor,

You would not be here with me and you would not be longing for more…”

I turned onto my back and stared at the clouds…

“My Dear Lilly, you have brought me beauty, you have brought me oxygen, you have even brought me love and care. You have done more than what I expected. Thank you, I know now what I must do.”

She laid there silently beckoning my next words and their sound…

I must call doctor, and tell him about you… I am afraid his diagnosis might be profound…

Phantasm Vs Fantasy

I married a ghost and fell in love with a dream…

Maybe it is not as bad as it may seem…

My ghost only haunts 100 days out of the year…. and well my dream, he was able to disappear…

Though they both are invisible and unable to be seen… Simultaneously, they are rather mean…

My ghost can speak and my ghost can laugh… But my dream, he lit a candle onto an unknown path… MadamC

Photo By: MadamChryzl

Water hung from her finger tips like tears…

Her gown drenched in the heaviness of her fears…

She waltzed the whole way, barely touching the floor…

Voraciously, her body craved emptiness and needed more…

Harrowed, she cried and circled to try and find a way…

In the places she roamed, never was it day…

Seemingly infinite stone tablets with names and dates…

None of which the markings properly described fates…

She wined about the confines of the iron spades that held her within…

She moaned and she drifted, knowing that her ghostly search would never end…

But……

Perhaps Mother October, this once, will allow her to pretend… -Madamchryzl-

Cheers… “Sumnabitch”… This video reminds me of the movie Cry Baby… One of my child-ish hood faves. 🥰

I’m gonna need someone to help me
I’m gonna need somebody’s hand
I’m gonna need someone to hold me down
I’m gonna need someone to care
I’m gonna writhe and shake my body
I’ll start pulling out my hair
I’m going to cover myself with
The ashes of you and nobody’s gonna give a damnSon of a bitch
Give me a drink
One more night
This can’t be me
Son of a bitch
If I can’t get clean
I’m gonna drink my life away

Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh ohNow for seventeen years I’ve been throwing them back
Seventeen more will bury me
Can somebody please just tie me down
Or somebody give me a goddamn drink

Son of a bitch
Give me a drink
One more night
This can’t be me
Son of a bitch
If I can’t get clean
I’m gonna drink my life away

Mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhmMy heart was breaking, hands are shaking, bugs are crawling all over me
My heart was breaking, hands are shaking, bugs are crawling all over me
My heart was breaking, hands are shaking, bugs are crawling all over me
My heart was breaking, hands are shaking, bugs are crawling all over meSon of a bitch
Give me a drink
One more night
This can’t be me
Son of a bitch
If I can’t get clean
I’m gonna drink my life away

Son of a bitch
Give me a drink
Son of a bitch
This can’t be me
Son of a bitch
If I can’t get clean
I’m gonna drink my life awayOh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh ohOh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

https://youtu.be/1iAYhQsQhSY

Lines of Sight 2.0

I can set my sights as far as I can see and know that you are still waiting with me.

My faults could be sprawled across the skies and erasing them would not be worth the tries.

Loving me comes with so much anguish and battle stands… Yet you rest in comfort within these pain inflicting hands…

Pains seems to come with my affections. I just plea to you; I’m sorry, please continue to battle with my rejections.

For my sights are set as far as I can see; and in the horizon, the morning sun is setting for you and me.

Morticia and Gomez

My Love,

You ropes and chains are a bit tight.

Thank you dearly, the pain is just right.

You smile lovely, with your tender lips.

Less tender are your whips.

I am your slave.

Never will I behave.

My mischief will drive you red.

Loving every bit of the torture that I bring to your head.

Madamchryzl

This one might not be for some of my pals on here… But if you are ever on a daytime rendezvous in Cajun Country and have your windows down… and you are maybe searching for a way to create new nerve endings… Keep your boundaries but maybe make one small part of them expandable… They are still there, chill the fuck out. Love you.. XOXO MADAMCHRYZL

Well, he just drove off, sometimes life’s okay
I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh, what did I say?
Well, you just laughed it off and it was all okayAnd we’ll all float on, okay
And we’ll all float on, okay
And we’ll all float on, okay
And we’ll all float on anyway, wellA fake Jamaican took every last dime with that scam
It was worth it just to learn some sleight of hand
Bad news comes, don’t you worry even when it lands
Good news will work its way to all them plans
We both got fired on exactly the same day
Well, we’ll float on, good news is on the wayAnd we’ll all float on, okay
And we’ll all float on, okay
And we’ll all float on, okay
And we’ll all float on, alrightAlready, we’ll all float on
No, don’t you worry, we’ll all float on, alright
Already, we’ll all float on, alright
Don’t worry, we’ll all float onAlright, already
And we’ll all float on, alright
Already, we’ll all float on, alright
Don’t worry, even if things end up a bit
Too heavy, we’ll all float on, alrightAlready, we’ll all float on alright
Already, we’ll all float on, okay
Don’t worry, even if things get heavy
We’ll all float on, alrightAlready, we’ll all float on (alright)
No, don’t you worry, we’ll all float on (alright)
We’ll all float on

I suppose I might be in there somewhere…

Perhaps insignificant as some sort of random wild hair?

MAYBE just a thought, would you dare?

Probably not… because you are standing RIGHT THERE…

Am I truly, just so lovely and rare?

It is now obvious, I know… You no longer care…

You can stumble and stare…

ADVISORY, beware…

But I was so warm, O such a flare?

O troubling? Am I… The Snare?

“O, My Love!” I did declare…

“O what a couple? O what a pair?”

O WHAT! A LOVE WE HAD TO SHARE!

Your cost is deafening, quite unfair… Madamchryzl…

XoXo..

BOOGIE ON REGGAE WOMAN-STEVIE WONDER-1974

His lyrics are so playful and naughty! (Giggle) A great song to dance to, as well!

I like to see you boogie right across the floor
I like to do it to you ’till you holla for more
I like to reggae but you dance too fast for me
I’d like to make love to you so you can make me scream So boogie on reggae woman, what is wrong with me?
Boogie on reggae woman, baby can’t you see? I’d like to see both of us fall deeply in love
I’d like to see you under, under the stars above, yes I would
I’d like to see both of us fall deeply in love, yeah
I’d like to see you in the raw under the stars aboveSo boogie on reggae woman, what is wrong with you?
Boogie on reggae woman, what you tryin’ to do? Can I play? Can I play? Boogie on reggae woman, what is wrong with you?
Boogie on reggae woman, what you tryin’ to do?
Boogie on reggae woman, let me do it to you
Boogie on reggae woman, what you tryin’ to do?

A song for those with a canine spirit. 🙂 Enjoy…

Well, I ain’t got a kiss left to give you
‘Cause you weren’t good to me
And I ain’t got no news left to feed you
‘Cause you weren’t good to me
It’s cold
It’s dark
It’s deep and it’s wet
And you ain’t gonna make it
If you don’t let someone in
Darlin’
Darlin’
Darlin’
Why don’t you sleep at night?
The colder the heart
The warmer the gun
Shotgun Alynda
Bring me your eyes
I wish to see like you
You’re looking froze
And weathered, my dear
And your lips and your cheeks
Are turning blue
It’s cold
It’s dark
It’s deep and it’s wet
And you ain’t gonna make it
If you don’t let someone in
Darlin’
Darlin’
Darlin’
Why don’t you sleep at night?
The colder the heart
The warmer the gun
Darlin’
Darlin’
Darlin’
Why don’t you sleep at night?
The colder the heart
The warmer the gun

Amore Mio

Amore Mio – A tribute to Leon & Mathilda “The Professional”

His presence was like static to her finger tips… Instantly, his shoulders had always belonged to her lips…

He made her pant and the air hard to breathe… All that he took; surely, he was a thief…

Uncommon and a sight, their differences were… The skeptics were a bore, or rather a blur…

Time and numbers were never very kind… He knew one day he would always leave her behind…

They filled a golden treasure box full of hours and days… As time moved on with out him; all that she was left was a tearful haze…

She sobbed and she wept; O her man of time… She mourned and faded over his ghost, over time…

Every morning and every night she prayed that she would hear; “I love you” once more… Till then; their locked treasure box was all that was left to adore… Madamchryzl… 

I had the pleasure of seeing this terrific band about 3 years ago… I did so against all recommendations. Even though I was having LED light/stress induced seizures around that time, I decided to go. I did end up having a very small episode, towards the end of the concert; but with my best friend/husband at my side, it was all worth it. Hope you like it. -Madamchryzl

Picking up the pieces of the world I know
With one in the fire and one in the snow
It’s a comeback story of a lifetime
The comeback story of a lifetimeI’ve been told believing everything is all right
I break with the day and I bend with the night
It’s a comeback story of a lifetime
The comeback story of a lifetimeI’ll walk a mile in your shoes
And now I’m a mile away
And I’ve got your shoesThe bright of the lights they’re burning me out
Everyone says it’s a lovely sound
I don’t know where they are leading me
Trying my best hoping that you’ll seeI’ll walk a mile in your shoes
And now I’m a mile away
And I’ve got your…I’ll walk a mile in your shoes
And now I’m a mile away
And I’ve got your shoesYou’ll rue the day when you understand
I did my best to be an honest man
Race isn’t over until the finish line
It’s a comeback story of a lifetimeI’ll walk a mile in your shoes
And now I’m a mile away
And I’ve got your shoes Now I’m a mile away
And I’ve got your shoes Now I’m a mile away…

This song was originally done in October of 1953 by Guitar Slim. His version is great; but there is just something about the way JB sings this song. He bellows it with SO much passion behind it; even if one didn’t know anything of his life story the listener could just tell, he wants to believe what he is singing.-🥰

The things that I used to do
Lord, I won’t do no more
The things that I used to do
Lord, I won’t do no more
I used to sit and hold your hand, baby
Crying, begging you not to goI would search all night for you, baby
Lord, and my search would always end in vain
I would search all night for you, baby
Lord, and my search would always end in vain
But I knew all along, darling
That you was hid out with your other manI’m going to send you back to your mother, baby
Lord, and I’m going back to my family, too
I’m going to send you back to your mother, baby
Lord, and I’m going back to my family, too
‘Cause nothing I do that please you, baby
Lord, I just can’t get along with you

Snow Globe

Somewhere in this life’s infinite space, we can love..

There once was time, when our existence was beautiful enough to be captured within a glass bubble blown to circumference… Suspended in liquid with glitter and snow…

Overlooking the rest of the world on fire, we could hold each other safely. *Madamchrzyl*

The Dark Side of Me can calculate and perpetrate…

Inspiration from in which the shadows stipulate…

With primordial instincts she listens well..

Her smile will delude, not a single denizen could tell…

Softly spoken screams inch their way in…

Unpredictable palpable darkness by days end…

O The Dark Side ofMe…

October on the bayou, is born again… it’s anew….

It brings elements of plenty and elements of few…

Long days of light bring conjure up an amplified night…

No need to investigate through the caliginous maze; your shadow shall cast about and find the ways…

 The fall orbit brings in fields of treasure and harvests of the darkest pleasure…

Murky waters radiate heavy and electrifying energies.

Souls of the night world gather their synergies.

 They are bound to an eternity of giving…

Finding their own way to feel like they are living…

In this ancient world of gramarye…

Wise, one would be; to stay away… MadamC

Wednesday Song-Telephone Line

By Electric Light Orchestra

Hello, how are you?
Have you been alright
Through all those lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely nights?
That’s what I’d say, I’d tell you everything
If you’d pick up that telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, how’re you feelin’?
Are you still the same?
Don’t you realize the things we did, we did, were all for real?
Not a dream
I just can’t believe they’ve all faded out of view
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh

I look into the sky
(The love you need ain’t gonna see you through)
And I wonder why
(The little things you planned ain’t coming true)Oh, oh, telephone line, give me some time
I’m living in twilight
Oh, oh, telephone line, give me some time
I’m living in twilight

Okay, so no one’s answering
Well, can’t you just let it ring a little longer, longer, longer
Oh, I’ll just sit tight
In shadows of the night
Let it ring forevermore, oh-woh
Yeah, yeah, yeahI look into the sky
(The love you need ain’t gonna see you through)
And I wonder why
(The little things you planned ain’t coming true)Oh, oh, telephone line, give me some time
I’m living in twilight
Oh, oh, telephone line, give me some time
I’m living in twilight
Oh, oh, telephone line, give me some time
I’m living in twilight
Oh, oh, telephone line, give me some time
I’m living in twilight

The Loving Side of Me

Photo By: Madame C

The Loving Side of Me nurtures to a fault..

My heart knows no boundaries, she gives till all that is left is tumult…

A beating vessel of purple and red…

My brain judges every word that is said…

Passion and tenderness… renders me useless…

Sight, touch, sound, and taste…

In a world full of antipathy, these abilities can be a waste…

The Loving Side of Me is never free…

She can never be who she wants to be… Madamchryzl

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