Tomorrow Follows MySun without delayGoodbye my love willFollow-Madamchryzl-
Tomorrow’s Goodbye
Temporary Sanity
MySweet profanity May I submerge Myself inside of yourInsanity-Madamchryzl-
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... 😊
Enouement
Reality Is a Place I onlyForsake I reluctantly awakeToday-Madamchryzl-
Sweet Tooth
I Promise toTaste as sweetAs I smell sheSaid-Madamchryzl-
Mistaken
Regretful Clock keepsTime from usNever to be capturedAgain-Madamchryzl-
Deep Down
Bury Me Deep Within your heart So that I may Live -Madamchryzl-
Touched
IntangibleIs APlace and timeYou are not tangible Untouchable -Madamchryzl-
Understandably So
I Only understand My love was Unplanned you are outmanned Understand-Madamchryzl-
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Nefarious Nymph II
An anguish of a different kind...A new torture as old as time...You have become a Favorite strap of mine...Created perfectly for blistery hind...-Madamchryzl- This poem will be reposted with a password due to the "X Rated" charcoal drawing By John Teal - The password is "Nymph" 😉 🖤
The Undeserving One
Undeserving LoveParts my skyDelivering blateFrom above...Clouds showerAnd billow belowMe withSilvery cower...Atmospheric stifeSlowly removes willTo feelTrue delight...Undeserving LoveDrenches the soilFlooding belowAnd above...-Madamchryzl-
No Amore
LoveAbandons meAmore is blindTo my sighing breathNumb-Madamchryzl-
Fast Forward
RealityIs moreStrange than fictionTurning pages quickly throughEnd-Madamchryzl-
Shortest Journey
I Did notHave to walkVery far to fallAgain-Madamchryzl- Charcoal and pencil on pastel paper By: John Teal
No More Flutter
I watched a butterfly... Die today...She fell upon the dirt... In the strangest way...Her wings just stopped...She did not flutter...Nor had she flopped...She just fell onto the earth...Her life lives on... Within deaths worth...-Madamchrzyl-
A Place To Be
CoveredIn laceWould be quite A place to be Today-Madamchryzl-
Tease
As we live and breathe... May God, bless the tease... Neither are they naughty or nice... They are just better served, With a tub of ice... -Madamchryzl-
Solo, So Low
One Sided loveDoes not feelLike love at allSolo-Madamchryzl-
Helpless Heart
My heart can only fall...Without legsshe may not stand against...Without arms she is unable to defend...Without sightshe can not see the dangers...With knowing notof sound she shall not heed my warnings...-Madamchryzl-
Intersections
Impossible Roads turnIn circles allThe way back toYou-Madamchryzl-
Word Wait
WordsJam upMy heart waitingFor the other shoeDrop-Madamchryzl-
No Kisses
UnclaimedKisses remainWashed away withThe evening's dark hourUn-kissed-Madamchryzl-
Startled
SilenceStirred with A firey spoon Turns the air warmDisruption-Madamchryzl-
Shaken Not Stirred
Trembling handsShake the sands of where I lay...Oscillating saltQuake the faultbeneath each Single mistake... -Madamchryzl-
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 →
Sweet To Me
WrappedWithin theFlesh of aCherry is your memory Sweet-Madamchryzl-
Sinking Time
The sands WithinA clockDo not PossessA driveAs deepAs mine....My handsFall Within spaceUntil finally Reprieve They landUpon you Our time...-Madamchryzl-
Forecast
Do Blue skies Heed us warningOr skies for flight Cerulean-Madamchryzl-
His Power
IFear thatIf we touchedThe words might disappearMuse-Madamchryzl-
Pirouette
Graphite Pencil on WC Paper - John Teal Pirouette Delicately FreelySeamlesslyA tip toeA quiet chanceA momentFor aDance...If loveIs a State ofMind...I shallPirouette BackIn time...-Madamchryzl-
In A Place
Lake Martin HereIs whereMy spirit speaksUnspoken depths are toldBehold-Madamchryzl-
Pray For Me
Pray For Me PerhapsIf deathFinds me beforeYou you recollect lovePray Pray for youPray that my ghost never finds youMay she not long to hold you The way I do with each heartbeat...Give thanks...Be thankful my prayers remain Unheard, less you would be strungup tightly, by your feet...-Madamchryzl-
Narcoleptic Nymph VI
Your memory renews with the leaves...Spring knows all... She see's...As she brings knew love,To your knees...-Madamchryzl--Madamchryzl-
Ignore-Amos
You wrote of our future With an eraser Bound leather within its suture Reverse alphabetical Chronologically impossible Our history held within No confession of sin A tale amongst the wind My un-friend -Madamchryzl-
Blind Tiger
DarknessIs seenWithout any lightPredator lacking of mightKitten-Madamchryzl-
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. 🖤
Treading Water
Photo by: Meg Graves One By OneThe air bubblesAscend to the surfaceDescend -Madamchryzl-
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-
Mr. Professional
MagnificenceButtons tightDressed in cottonPreferably fallen to floorBare-Madamchryzl.
I Like It
I Like It I.. I like ...I like it...I like the way...I like the way you and...I like the way you and me...I like the way you and...I like the way you...I like the way...I like it...I like...US...-Madamchryzl-
My Darling Dawn
My Darling Dawn By: Madamchryzl And Charles Robert Lindholm Photo By Johannes Plenio - Un-splash Myeyes longfor the sightof night slowly slippingawayAwaitingthe arrivalof the warmingrays from My DarlingDawnFingersof lighttouching my skin,my heart and mysoulAsI fallinto your embraceand bask in yourauraHowcould Inot praise eachnew morning with a kissYoubring menew love andlife, My Sweet DarlingDawnandI willlove you... Continue Reading →
Resound
Resound My words disruptOrbital heartbeatsOur worlds eruptEchos repeatOver and over againSilence bringsTestaments to defendLoves rings-Madamchryzl- Photo By: The_ArtChef
Delirium
Delirium Boundaries are subjective... Wise... To be protective... Chance... Exploration discovers limits... Accept... Hours bound by minutes... -Madamchryzl-
Hollow
SilenceUpon usNaught to shareLeaving only dead airUnspoken-Madamchryzl-
MY LOVE
My Love Fall Fall upon Fall upon my Fall upon my love Trust -Madamchryzl-
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 →
Safe
BirdBathe Art Done By: MadamChryzl Safely stowed, tucked away... You hide within the safest part of myself... Out of reach... -Madamchryzl-
Dark Hues
Dark Hues Photo By: Meg Graves I fear I will forget every word that I have ever known...I constantly cower at my Calliope's continuing fading image...Rhymes, paint, flowers, and air fade from my soul...My Muse will never know the suffocation my heart has to endure...Logic has become nonsense, and every day is a sad Sunday...My... Continue Reading →
Life’s Chore
Photo By: Meg Graves Life's Chore Son of Nothing, reaps splendor...None knocks upon my door...From Flower to floor...Left with nothing, more...So Sour through sore...Simple, Sweet and so demure...Life's little sinful chore...Pain is life upon the pure...-Madamchryzl-
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 