Bitter Tears

Join with me in the drinking of my tears
for I am Parched and must quench my thirst
I've been saving up theres plenty to go around
maybe once we fill up we can go our separate ways
and die slowly and painfully without each other
My apologies for being so barren
for I haven't given birth to greatness like you
and your idea of poetry which reacts to hatred
and reacting to hatred gives off bitterness
creating such a chaos that no human will understand
and no vision will be placed in their mind
giving no advancement to the reason of our being
so You've just wasted so many lives
because you are bitter
thank you, for drinking my tears
and now you know how I may feel
and you too are now barren
giving no thought of remorse. I leave you here
to die. .alone. without me. slowly. and painfully

The Oppressor

"MOVE YOUR FUCKING HAND!"

Words in constant motion through her brain
In an opposite world, it's not the same
she's happy there. there's no memories
just thoughts of what could and what should be
such a phrase never to exist
because she knows what she has had and wishes to miss
and prevents her situation, hence, no mental complications
no flashbacks. of the oppressor
it's a game of power, ANYthing to undress her
no wonder she no longer talks, to her oppressor
Lesson learned

My X & Y

I'd do anything to keep the darkness from tainting your light
so blue, so special, worth more than 72% of this earth
your righteousness fills me with joy
not even the most torturous of pains will make me put you in harm way
and I pray when you see me you would want to follow
everything I do, I know your watching
and If you don't catch it now you will soon enough
but you both are maturing with this speed-racing time
I don't want to loose grip of these moments we spend
and I take a picture of your sweetness so it will stay in my head
and your the only flash-photography that I'd ever except
you will never break my heart, and I will always protect you
and when I have to leave this earth,don't shed a tear
because remember though I'm gone, I'll always be here

My Shadows Shadow

My shadow follows faithfully
sometimes it'll hide, yet it would still be around
on the wall, or on the ground
either way, it cannot be grasped
so love through my shadow cannot be found

my shadow sits nearby as I waste water out my eyes
it reaches in to wipe my tears
but it cannot grab, nor touch , nor hear
it cannot speak so it can't be heard
so it attempts to comfort with unspoken words

My shadow often sits alone, my partner, we're the same
yet it wants something of its own, that no other may pertain
and the shadow will have a being, that appeals to me
and me nor my shadow will no longer be
unbalanced

A ballad to disappointment

Oh how the great tempter strikes
as lightning does to night
how he fills our souls with lust
and our minds with self-hatred
prepared a big supper for us to feast
placed it right in front of our eyes, the hungry
and there we devoured every bit
taking in as much as our flesh can hold
oh how gluttony evolves us into incubi
how we can't refuse for much longer
though the door stands before us
we slam it shut and presumes with the battle
the flesh has won the war
now how will we respond to our Father ?

As my lips quivered

Take a bite of the sweet apple of life
and enjoy it's juicy pleasures
sin and be wicked for all is righteous in the end
for we will all be dead, and everything shall fade to black
and We will dance with the others in the dead of the night
fresh out our chambers, our cadavers kiss the sky
as we soar in the air, high on what feels like life
because this is the life we all deserve to live

but we're still on this earth, in secrecy
if we are caught, we'll be vanquished
and night shall come to life and our corpse are yet again in dirt
cast out of Eden on the count of iniquity
so do I live my life for my apples or do I live it for my Eden to come?
this, on my mind, as my lips quivered

Sexy

A word that is used often in my vocabulary
I haven't really taken the time to think about what "sexy" would or could represent
words can be twisted in so many ways when it's not used "correctly"
Me not being from this earth (BELFACE UP!) Human is not my first language
So with learning words and their meanings, I've grown fond of manipulating them
so when I say "That is NOT sexy" or "I did the sexiest toe-touch ever!"
I mean: "What you have just did and/or said I do not find pleasant in any way shape or form"
or "My toe-touch looked perfect, hyper-extended and everything"


BUT . . humans who don't understand the close bond I have formed with using words out of context
often give me stupid looks like I'm just some girl who only thinks about looking "sexy" or acting "sexy"


well . . .Miss and/or mr. I would have [x] know that I'm not THAT girl . . .
have a blessed day[ :
sorry this isn't a poem : [



Sincerely, JazzyBel Sagacity

Hello sweet daydream

I opened my eyes and you were no longer there
but hey thats what I get for being afraid
well sweet daydream sweet daydream
gratifying retentiveness gives me courage

I opened my eyes and I was too late
but hey thats what I get for placing you in gridlock
careless, unaware, unbelievably young
looking back I blame myself over and over again

But sweet daydream sweet daydream there you are
in the midst of my mind
jubilant I'd be just to see you smile
you've carried on, now so may I

Sweet daydream sweet daydream I hope you know
you've inspired me to be strong
3 days in a row, you've been in my sight
but there hasn't been one day you haven't been in my dreams

oh what fond memories I have sweet daydream
so true, you must, be a figment of my imagination
my first daydream, no others after, nightmares maybe, thoughts of course
but still, there you are, in my mind . .sweet daydream

Daddy Daddy. . .DaddyBel

Oh my how your lips are looking so nice
her . . she's chocolate and she needs you to take a bite
The Desire is overwhelming, make use of her, she doesn't mind
She'll let you treat her like the others . . though she's one of a kind

This angel in disguise lets her future dim for you
Her body is the land men should only dream to get into
but she'll let you roam free, no challenge or hidden key
runs from herself once she noticed that she's vanishing

Oh my how your lips are looking so nice
from her perspective any time is just right
to kiss her so gently and claim your prize
but what's the gift if you know the secret inside?

Hides her beauty from them all, confidence running on E
'cause what good does it do if you don't like what you see
Oh my how your lips are looking so nice
she drops all her worries and takes into the night

Daddy, Daddy, DaddyBel . . . she calls out that name no more
Out of her system . . the name she once adored