Self Destruction
Photo By: MadamChryzl Brick by Brick... Destruction as delightful as painted lips... Vein by vain... The structure shifts... Piece by peace... Walls start to crumble... Stone by stoned... My temple starts to tumble... Rein by reign... Truth billows as high as the plume of chalky smoke... Weak by Week... A new foundation my soul will... Continue Reading →
Glimpse
Glimpse Of Something I imagine The Universe is allowed to make mistakes... It fixes its own-self and erases the accidents that it makes... Time and people disappear... Intangibles we are told to hold dear... Time is to be kept and glorified with silver and gold bands... People are bound by ticking of minute hands... Stories... Continue Reading →
Pieces of Peace
Pieces of Peace Peace within my life, has never been delivered in totality... It comes in pieces... A piece of peace, here... A piece of peace, there... Peace is holy, for me. -Madamchryzl-
An Ode To ‘Dirty Dancing’
🖤Dirty Dancing🖤 Familiar songs bring comfort and pleasant memories... Her heart goes, bump bump... As her kisses come in three's... His heart goes, bump bump... Giggles turn to sighs.. Her heart goes, bump bump... Cradled, unlike a baby, though she cries... His heart goes, bump bump... Plush cotton heavy on the skin... Her heart goes,... Continue Reading →
101 Lovers
Paul Brouillette Photography 101 Lovers One hundred lovers and not one love... It flutters away more quickly than the wings of a dove... The delicacies and stirrings from below... Surely one may drown from the undertow... One hundred and one lovers, one hundred more words... One could fly higher than the birds... One hundred times,... Continue Reading →
Grown
And as for you... Precious young lad... You're day of ripening is ahead... I feel for your future... They will wear you down so low... They will make you want to buckle... She will make you want to flea... Whom can you rely on? Where can you go? Not here. Only within your hearts realm... Continue Reading →
Scattered
Hurt is all that is left... A skill of mine I have had to accept... Rather than stay... You left me behind... Rather than choose patience... You chose to be unkind... A friend is someone who should be held dear... Not someone to disregard when they need you near... You can hold your crown high... Continue Reading →
Narcoleptic Nomad VI
Narcoleptic Nomad VI I recline in soft fields of shamrock along the jagged coast... As I dream of Ireland... Cliffs plummet into the dark waters and the oceans force my spirit into a spiraling dive... Pieces of medieval poetry rest among the bell shaped blue flowers... Sweetness and salt touch my lips as lover would...... Continue Reading →
Precarious Coffee
Precarious Coffee What a precarious little thing you are... Letting me think you are close, but you are just too far... What a little precarious thing you are... You delight my lips with sugar and cream liquor... Bailey's, you make me smile as I sip my cup of splendor... -Madamchryzl- "My tribute to losing my... Continue Reading →
Narcoleptic Nomad V
Narcoleptic Nomad V I dream of Brazil... Colors and rhythm fill my room... Carnival becomes an essence, and dance will follow soon... Here... Orchids nearly float on thin air... Confetti showers me all around... Orange, yellow, and red... O, why such festivities ever have to end... Soon, I wake, a grin... Maybe soon, I can... Continue Reading →
Wished You Were Here... Backslide... I wished you were here today... Landslide... And all the days before... -Madamchryzl-
Narcoleptic Nomad IV
Narcoleptic Nomad IV I dream of Bulgaria... The Eyes Of God hide pristine beauty from the rest of the world... Water Fountains pour tears for the landscapes beauty surpasses most... Roses and lavender sweeten the earths air... Structures of ancient past are test to time... A Sea of Black sculpts beaches of gold... I dream... Continue Reading →
Protected: Sticky Situation 1.5
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Sticky Situation
Photo By: Paul Brouillette What a sticky situation we are in... You're not even my friend... A thought... A tingle... You're not even single... You are a glimpse... A minx... You bit off my cuff links... What a situation we have created... The adhesion gets better with each moment of lacking sophistication... The sweetness is... Continue Reading →
Narcoleptic Nomad III
Narcoleptic Nomad III I dream of Australia... What land to behold... There are deadly creatures that lurk in every nook and cranny... Terrain and wilderness rule... I dream of it's coast and the respect it demands... Dreams will never suffice, I shall humble myself within the realm of the Aussie Lands... -Madamchryzl- To My Lovely... Continue Reading →
Narcoleptic Nomad II
Narcoleptic Nomad II I dream of the stones and bricks of Germany... The resin of the reality sits heavy... The spirits of those living in light surely out weigh the dark... May the stones and the mortar hold their truth but flesh and bone clean it's air... The battle within its land surely produces an... Continue Reading →
Narcoleptic Nomad I
Narcoleptic Nomad I dream of roses in Romania... The grounds rich in blood harvest buds of the lost souls floating in trees... May, Her Highness sip her floral teas... Romania dreams of roses... -Madamchryzl- Part I of Narcoleptic Nomad
I Saw You
I Saw You... I saw you... I never ducked so quickly... Had you seen my eyes; no doubt, you would bask in my pain... My hand crafted rose colored glasses have fallen off... You were once the apple of my eye... Now you are just a reason that I cry... I know murdeous outlaws that... Continue Reading →
Hypocrisy Hypocrisy is in love with time... It knows what it does, and exactly what time to flee... Honor is not something that will not follow... There is no honor in hypocrisy... *Madamchryzl* *Revised*
Imperial Prayers
Imperial Prayers I pray that the Jester would lend me a laugh. Lend me your glee, I cry... I pray that King would lend me his pedestal... Lend me your platform, Dear Sir... I pray the Queen would lend me her wisdom... Lend me your insight, Dear Madam... I pray that Council would lend me... Continue Reading →
No Rings
No Rings There are no more rings... Comfort; also escaped, along with those round things... Madamchryzl
What Do I Do With You
Crocus Flower.. Photo By: Madamchryzl I could... Maybe cut you into a few pieces and shove you in a box... Even for me... That's rather unorthodox... I could... Write your name across my chest like a jail house tat... Giggle, I wouldn't do that... Or... I could have portrait of your smile painted across my... Continue Reading →
Monetary
Monetary Your monetary moment will certainly be received... But Oh, the perception it shall conceive... Your ramblings mean nothing because all you know is to deceive... Your own spine you can not retrieve... For it is not my doing for I concede... Madamchryzl
Un-fortune Teller
Unfortunate Teller To know and not speak... To seek the truth and avoid it... To see the misfortune and not possess the courage to tell... Speaking words of truth and darkness and remaining silent while knowing... Uneasy rests the Unfortunate Teller... Madamchryzl
Curious Minds
Curious Minds Curious minds inquire of the times... In search of what it requires... The thirst for knowledge it desires... Till the moment our heart retires.... Lull and stagnation will cease the fires... Madamchryzl
Demon Cake
Photo By: MadamChryzl Demon Cake In a ravenous lust I search my nightmares for you... Beholden a tempestuous yet silent smile I yank you through... Disoriented and furious are all my comrades and inmates... I do not rebuke their opposition... I negate their fate... For I fix and admire their position... Some hang there... And... Continue Reading →
Possession
"She floated straightish..." Photo By: MadamChryzl Possession What a powerful hand you possess... Such an attribute, I'll confess... You took me into your hands... And performed magic over my lands... You're a magician; no, a warlock... You possess more strength than time left on your clock... Over power Me.... I am a Banshee... I am... Continue Reading →
Off To The Side
Off To The Side I have allowed myself to grow rather sick... My stomach never settles and the air is always thick... My palette only craves wine and spirits... The darkness is comfort and the light fears it... I search for nothing all day and night... Nothing holds any fright... Everything is dizzy and misshapen...... Continue Reading →
No Light Tonight…
No Light Tonight The night will never fright... For I am a dark sight! Scream! Just right! No! Not too tight! Brace yourself, find your might! In this space the fear sits just right! Render yourself lucky, tonight is your night... Madamchryzl
Art By: Madamchryzl Bloodstream 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... Continue Reading →
Cannon You silently roared through like a cannon... There was no safe place to stand in... You scattered me across the galaxy and into a darker world... Into oblivion my heart was hurled... Devastating all that surrounds me... There is no returning, though the others plea... Your ammunition was unlike any other kind... I wish... Continue Reading →
Photo By: MadamChryzl Friend or Foe The heat of the Cajun Sun could not compare to burning in my heart... Not for a moment did I wish to be apart... As the pavement rumbled so did my soul... With out trying you shook away every part of me that was cold... Talking with you did... Continue Reading →
Derivatives Photo By: MadamChryzl Sensation exists because of deprivation... Boundaries are given on basis of stipulation... Longing develops when one stands in the right place... Agony will never depart with out a trace... Scars can be beautiful and not all leave a mark... Discomfort has its place the boundaries need not be stark. Voids exist... Continue Reading →
Grievous Photo By: MadamChryzl "Vermillionville" Grievous people do even more grievous things... In the world with ebony skies the raven sings... "O Hark, light escapes and the darkness trails my wings." Desperate people do desperate things... There is no measure for sorrow or of how a scorned thorn stings... Silence can sing... Defense is King...... Continue Reading →
My Favorite Chair Photo By: MadamChryzl (Custom Tattoos by Andy-Hill Country Texas) This is my favorite chair... I love it so much I can feel my endorphins flare... I am welcomed to sit or lay... But I choose to fly... I gaze upon and sigh... It's intentions are written in ink, on my skin... The... Continue Reading →
My Mawmaw... (arguably one of the most kick ass Southern women till the day she passed) would say: "Baby girl, fix ya problems... Ain't NO ONE else gunna do it forya. Life is hard and it won't get any easier... So get use to it, sha." Miss you Mawmaw... I miss you lots... MadamChryzl-
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 