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The Tainted Figure

The talking lion looks,
gawks for the greatest of small.
But he seeks her
for she dreams where she is all.
 
These tears are hollow and left for the vultures.
Sunshine is sparse, still she searches for a ray.
The wall is solid and real, and the real will ignore.
Though the ghost smiles and says “It’s all okay.”
 
Now the clouds are dancing
and she dreams with her.
Nothing could faze,
w/o a mis, a him or sir.
 
These tears are full and left for the vultures.
Sunshine is everywhere and she seeks to hide away.
She is solid and real, and the real will ignore.
Though the mis smiles and says “It’s all okay.”
 
She sleeps on thin ice
or a terrority not known.
The bravery, the smiles,
the happiness is known.
 
These tears are clear and left for the vultures.
Sunshine is nothing and she has nothing to say.
He is solid and real, and the real will ignore.
Though the ice smiles and says “It’s all okay.”
 
He understands her and wants more
keeping her soul in break.
He could hold her safe and warm,
hold her closer for her sake.
 
These tears are tired and left for the vultures.
Sunshine is far away, though the darkness is where she will lay.
Her heart is solid and real, and the real will ignore.
Though he will smile and say “It’s all okay.”
 
Around and round
she is getting dizzy.
He is playing around
when she is busy.
 
These tears are dried and they let her sleep.
She rests under the sun and will desire as she may.
Her soul is gentle and sweet, and the sweet will dance.
She will relax, assured and knowing everything is okay.

(2014)

This poem is about me, quite literally. It's about my childhood, growing up, all the way to now. The first part is about being a child, and dreaming of strange, flighty things. I then join school and cry because I have no friends, but my imaginary friends are still there for me. The next, I meet my best friend, Angel. She and I dance, sing, laugh and smile, up until a certain force drives us apart. We're still friends, but we cannot see each other anymore... In the next part, I fall in love for the first time with my first boyfriend. My heart is broken, and my bro-friend, Ryan is there to put it back together. He then knows how to mess with my heart, and that brings us up to now, to when we're uncertain of our friendship... Or any certain "ship" for that matter.

The end is me being either on my own or being surrounded by people that actually care.

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