Papyrus Passion

Complicated can follow...True yet...Harder words to swallow...Maybe, ah this...Ah, maybe that...And maybe reality is,Not really..Where it is at...Fantastic fantasies...Fall like autumn leaves...Rendering truth...To her knees...Maybe, ah this...Ah, maybe that...Perhaps, thoughts are meant...To stay where they are at...Lifeless..Less written to a page...Lying flat...Without pulse... Less it blooms upon,It's paper stage...- Madamchryzl -

Monday Song “The Beach” by The Dog

"The Beach" by The Dog There's a hole in the roofAnd the rain's coming downThe roads are floodedThere's no way back to townAnd the ship we came in onHas just run agroundYou know fate has a funny wayOf coming aroundThe memories we've buriedHave just taken seedWhen springtime comesThey'll turn into weedsAnd they'll creep through your... Continue Reading →

A Hint

A Hint I saw a glimpse... A glimmer... Just below your surface.... Something on simmer... A sight growing dimmer... A flicker... A touch... Almost human like... But, not too much... Stifled within a hush... A tingly touch... A blink... A peek... A secret hidden... Within your cheek... Truths of hide and seek... Oh, Masquerades. Oh... Continue Reading →

I Reached

I Reached forThe clouds aboveI found skies ofBlueIReached forThe stars and I found skies ofNight IReached forThe wind andI found bitter blistery ColdI Prayed forA love undeniably True and I foundYou-Madamchryzl-

Love Notes

Invisible little words Written in Invisible ink...Quickly they disappear To never Be seen...Maybe a whisper Maybe a scream...Maybe they Can onlySink...-Madamchryzl-

Time and Time Again

Such a cliché And Cautionary tale...Molten and drenched  Residing in hell...With imaginary chainsAnd invisible guards...I slumber, onlyOn glass shards...My days countCareful and careless...Oh time, pleaseOnly spare us...-Madamchryzl-

Naturally

Instinctual It isAbsolute love that I feel and willSayThis love makes my world brightAnd lesser days areGreyDarknessStill loomsBut your simpleExistence keeps it atBay-Madamchryzl-

No Apologies

Long lives the apology...Lovely, Is it's anthology...Words tuned into it's song...Tempo and rhythm slow and long...Heartfelt and sincere...Regret, Is what most can hear...Sounds and clusters declaring sorrow...Empty and shallow is your morrow...- Madamchryzl-

Narcoleptic Nomad – X

Narcoleptic Nomad - X I dream in bioluminescence...Deep blue depths viewed in effervescence...One hundred... One million.. Visuals of blue to reel in...Slithering and sinking...Swimming and blinking...Worldly within their world...Straight and curled...Gargantuan and microscopic...Heavenly made with logic....Furry and unfriendly...Teeth that lead only to an ending...I dream of the ocean's endless inch...I dream of the Marianas Trench...-Madamchryzl-

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