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Cool fragrant Lilly
Monet's sweet floating flower
Hides much deeper roots
We all have a hidden side
 Aug 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
Prevost
She loved onions
I would mix them
with the grass salad
I picked for her in the early spring
Then
Laying under a sky
So deep and so blue
It soothed the aching soul
It was too vast to have borders
She blanketed existence
Tierra and all
her servants
Under the kingdom of the gods
We were more sky
Than earth
Lifted above the dirt and din
Given purity sanctum entwined
We exposed our souls
To each other
And when I tasted her
She bled
The sacred taste of onions....
 Aug 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
TG
I´m smiling,
But my heart is burning,
I´m trying to keep it up,
But my thoughts are killing,
I know my worth,
But my worth is on hold,
I´m seeing my friends,
But I´m absent,
All I want to do is cry,
But I´m holding my tears

I´m crying over air,
I´m sad over a worthless stone,
I´m on the floor,
due to a careless stranger

I´m lost,
I´m lost, while the opposite is adjusting fast
I´m the one that lost,
Because the ones that care,
Are always the losers in the end
And the careless survive the longest

I´m locked,
gone,
vanished,
What love can do to you,
Is even stronger than humanity.
When you want to get over soneone so badly but you just can´t. You know that, that one person doesn´t care about you. That he would trade you for a penny. That you were absolutely nothing for him. But you on the other hand, with your caring heart are stuck. Because u were abandoned  by someone. Someone u gave respect, trust your whole heart. You got attached, with your sensitive heart and that attachement just had been broken by the opposite person, You feel lost, meaningless, betrayed, because you didn´t do anything wrong. All you wanted to do was to love with whole your heart.
My poetic mind is dead

But my poetic heart is

Still beating!

I promise, my future
poems will be more
Colorful!
Blue coloured eyes she has ,
which takes me away from this
colourful world into the depth of the blue sea ,
indicating the depth of her love and affection towards me.

Talkative eyes she has ,
which takes me away from this noisy world into the depth of the conversation ,
indicating the depth of her care and thinking towards me.

Shining eyes she has ,
which takes me away from this glamour world into the depth of the shining stars in the sky ,
indicating the depth of her hope and expectations towards me.
This is my first published work from my school magazine.I owe this to my English Teacher , " Mrs. Namita Shridhar " , who approached me by herself to give her any of my written works for the school magazine.
And when I handed over my work to her , she just asked me that ' have you written this by yourself ? ' and I replied , ' yes ma'am ' and she then didn't even said a single word.
Wrapped for warmth,
my neighbor plans ahead,
glances around.

She sees in future weeks
and ensures
she'll love well there.

She counts all her kids
again and again.

She paints flowers
on their faces
and sings to them
in Spanish.

It must be frightening for her
to see so many colors,
to hear wolves so far away.
 Aug 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
Jena T
Cup
 Aug 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
Jena T
Cup
An artist's cup
Full and empty all at once
Schrödinger's cat in another life
Second sight coupled with the afterlife
Feeling a little too much
Artists need a place to bleed
Somewhere to be free
Riddled artistry
A cup of gravity
Unique to each who drinks
Crafted by creativity
Drained by objectivity
An everlasting cup
Filled with hopes and dreams
Pains and philosophies
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