Prison: golden, delicate room
A window to kill the undesired gloom
Empty mind, save for my thoughts
A clean dream, corpse flower bloom
Bed sheets white, a ghost that died
A place to dwell for those denied
I am the King, the King of my own
My Ace to play, my face to hide
My passion, hide my obsession
Something one would ever question
Eyes open, gavel down
Pull the curtain, enter, discretion
A wall, rough, drove me insane
The bricks they hurled, each course, my pain
The rungs, my friends, fallen, broken
Horses, my men... it's myself, again
Grilles, so close, close a solution
Secret garden, carrion, confusion
A poppy-seed too small, insignificant
Sunset bloom, clean minded delusion
Arisen
Glorious sun, cotton clouds, azure void
Each step taken, more paranoid
Reverb in the stairwell, my nightmares
Wrecking ball, my heart destroyed
Hollow room for my mind to breathe
Cold, like mint, water through teeth
But the mint, rotten and water grey
Give up, it's forever stuck, its sheathe
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Alegría
Poetry"Pretend I'm held in your embrace." Contrary to the name of the collection, the poems are in English. This is a collection of poems written by me. These are original (perhaps some influences but never plagiarism), so copying is disallowed.
