You taught me that I was lying... Revealing all the truths, I was defying... Reduced and exposed... Every road, was one that I had chose... Unoticed, I bled out too much along the way... Color escaped, leaving me cold and grey... You showed me, that my smile was a disguise... Just a cherry on top,... Continue Reading →
Taught
Teach me my lesson... You are the truth and my confession... Rule by rule I had to break... Mark by remark I had to make... "We Have Tomorrow" is not something I will learn today... "I love you" is not a class, nor is it a time for play... -Madamchryzl-
Panting Hands
Panting Hands My hands mimic my frantical heart... My heart pounds 100 times per second... My seconds count my breath... My breath needeth to go on... Certainly I won't last till dawn... -Madamchryzl-
Cajun Indians
Oil Painting By: MadamChryzl Their history barely adheres, like peeling paint... Once, a structural masterpiece that had fallen faint... Ruins of an ancient life, that once stood strong... Fallen spliters and pillars, evidence of life gone wrong... Weeks that felt like centuries, eradication far from elementary... Their souls of solitude fill an invisible cemetery... Unmarked... Continue Reading →
Sorrowful Serpent
Agony is a serpent pardoned of a lock or chain… Teeth sunken in deep… Neurotoxin, penetrating all... Alluringly, you fall... Slowly, it will seep... Intravenous venom... Awakens slumbering pain… Displeasures, pulsate... Through every vein… -Madamchryzl-
Narcoleptic Nymph
Narcoleptic Nymph I dream, of who... I dream of you... I dream, of what... was shown to me... I dream, of that... was claimed to be the truth... I dream, of where... it all ended... I dream of when... the air was all that stood in the way... I dream... Continue Reading →
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 →
FRIDAY SONG…
Kings of Leon.. Frontier.. Didn't paste lyrics... 🖤 https://youtu.be/MoEb7KdAypY
Vapidly
Photo By: Madamchryzl "Canyon Lake, TX May the numbness settle back in... Deadened nerves are what's left in the end... Smiles systemically generate... Flesh can pretend... I am a robot, nothing here to liberate... A prisoner of my own crimes, not one statement to defend... Sentencing from the highest court, I waste no time attempting... Continue Reading →
Foolish
Foolish What a gluttonous savage I have been... Dreaming of love and what could have been... Fantasies and fairy-tales are bound in pages fit for bookshelves... Buried in hallow graves that they dig for themselves... Thy words served cold with a shot of pain... Warth down the throat, with the wooden hint of disdain... My... 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 →
Tuesday Song-Monophonics “Bang Bang”
Tuesday Song-Monophonics "Bang Bang" This song has been done and "re-done" a few times... I do believe I have listened to all the versions and this one just gives it a whole different feel... 😉 In second place would be the very haunting version by Nancy Sinatra done in 1966. 🖤 I was five and... Continue Reading →
Narcoleptic Nomad VIII
Narcoleptic Nomad VIII I dream of my ancestors dancing across the black sanded beaches of Italy... I wonder if they looked like me... With hair darker than the coast and sunsets as romantic as their hearts... Sweet wine... Fragrant vines... Stones and spirits as old as time... Escaping such love is a crime... A baroque... 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 →
Narcoleptic Nomad VII
Narcoleptic Nomad VII The structures and sounds fill the heavens above the city, as I dream of Russia... I float amongst the sky line and remain in awe of all it's power and glory... Domed cathedral rooftops decorate the sky and seem to touch the stars... The colors stimulate my brain in new ways, my... 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 →
Thursday Song-Crowded House
Don't Dream It's Over-By Crowded House There is freedom withinThere is freedom withoutTry to catch the deluge in a paper cupThere's a battle aheadMany battles are lostBut you'll never see the end of the roadWhile you're travelling with me… Hey now, hey nowDon't dream it's overHey now, hey nowWhen the world comes inThey come, they... 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 →
Solemn and Grungy… ;)
So far and in between, what does your love suppose to mean? Cold and eager nights, remind me of your embrace... Soulful cries and souless rhythms allow me to recollect your solemn face. The love of longing and the longing for love... You understood, though you seem to no longer understand.. Theres so much love... 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*
“An Old Soul”
"An Old Soul" A child that understands adult things... Is not a very good child... Likewise... When that child grows up it will never understand its own age... For those that share the same decade will likely be centuries behind... -Madamchryzl-
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
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 