Recharge Chalk on Black Board By John Teal Unapologetically I recollectI harvest itI burn it allThrough-Madamchryzl-
WELCOME HOME
Welcome Home UnchartedHurt uponOur destiny givesUs only too muchFreedom--Madamchryzl--
Yet Another Goodbye
Yet Another Goodbye charcoal and chalk pencil on pastel paper By John Teal My skin has burned with the maximum pleasures...Your ghost will forever haunt my lips...For there is none other left to kiss...My heart begs to my mind.. Say,it is not so.Oh please, My Love...Please do not go...Unforgettable...Yet...Banished upon the ship of unending time...Unbearable...Tragically...Wrecked... Continue Reading →
In My Head
The Skull By John TealChalk pencil on black card In My Head In my headEncompassed within boneVibrates a solemn toneBeneath this white shellLives, Oh Heaven and HellIn my headTissue of pale and pinkWith warm depths to sinkWorlds of non-existence Upon walls of resistance In my headVisions live awake and in slumberCalculations and solutions without any... Continue Reading →
Narcoleptic Nymph VII
Such A Tease Photo Credit: John Teal Oh, Father... Forgive me please...I do believeThat I am anIncredible tease...I am dissatisfiedLess He be beggingOn His knees...Not so that I wish notAim to please... Oh Forgive Me!It is onlyHis Entire BeingThat I wishTo forever seize...-Madamchryzl- Thank you Mr. John Teal, However, I have found that some days... Continue Reading →
Bear No False Witnesses
Charcoal Pencil Drawing By John Teal Beneath it all...Rendered bare...There is quite a story to tell...Words...Of me...Words of...You...Exposing it all...Of what we do...Pages of Dreams...Characters And things...Organized In a chronological Pattern...To be judged byThe stars Further Than Saturn...The truth Is there...EloquentAnd Bare...The truthLies here...DrenchedIn eachTear...-Madamchryzl- Thank you again, Mr. John Teal... 😊
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Shortest Journey
I Did notHave to walkVery far to fallAgain-Madamchryzl- Charcoal and pencil on pastel paper By: John Teal
Wondering On Land
Dear Alice,Can you please lend me your hare...My lady! The clock has spliced...The cards have miced...I only have one to share...The smoke possesses a grin That I find too much comfort in...Carry me away with jabs I can attempt to walk me...I am off with it...I have lost my head...I am off wondering...In this land...-Madamchryzl-... Continue Reading →
Nimble Nymph
Nimble Nymph CHARCOAL ART BY: JOHN TEAL I await bare...Fully equipped with my stare...You may find me...Wrapped less tightly...Slightly...Less brings more...More for meTo adore...-Madamchryzl- Special thank you to, Mr. John Teal for allowing me use of his electric and inspirational art. I am grateful. 🖤
NARCOLEPTIC NYMPH V
Self Sufficient Self depletion is a measure...Oh, borderline painful pleasure...Less can reassure...Self-preservation can be a treasure...Selfish love can rest assure...Myself pleads to me, "Madame, please, more..."-Madamchryzl-
So Very Naughty
So very naughty,Are we...For us to gamble,With a handWe can not handle...So very aughty,We are...To burn this candle...On both ends...We can not handle...-Madamchryzl-
Resound
Resound My words disruptOrbital heartbeatsOur worlds eruptEchos repeatOver and over againSilence bringsTestaments to defendLoves rings-Madamchryzl- Photo By: The_ArtChef
Hue Jay and Blue Jay
Hue Jay & Blue Jay... Sat upon the wire... Looking North... Hue Jay asks... Is it the mountains that you seek? Do you wish to migrate upon the mountain peaks? A new day is born... Hue Jay and Blue Jay sat upon a branch facing South... Blue Jay asks... Is it the ocean that you... Continue Reading →
Still Trying
Still Trying 🖤Photo By: Vova Zinger 🖤 Paint the image of life back into me... Hide from the world what they must not see... Battered by waves of waves... Scorched for days and days... Paint the image of life back into me... Hide from the world what they must not see... -Madamchryzl- PHOTO CREDIT: Vova... Continue Reading →
Waiting…
Why do I feel like I am waiting for you??? What makes me feel like we're not through??? Lives have been lost since your departure... Violent evidence proves the torture... Oh, Manic... Oh, Panic... You've been swell... Precious little helpers in my hell... You lied and falsified... Never allowed me to hide... Oh, false memory,... Continue Reading →
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 