Timeless

Timeless whispers across land and sea, it’s your love that captures me.

Shore to shore beyond the raging tide, it is you who I want by my side.

No fire, mountain, rains, or seas can take your love away from me.

There’s a certain knowing you feel inside that, whatever life brings and whatever may arise:

 that love will always keep you alive till the day you die. 

                                               -Lisamarie-

           

The Drifter

I am a drifter I walk through the night. The sores on my feet have oozed out pus of the color crimson mixed with creamy white.

I have no destination as of yet so my legs just move as a mechanical robot as I go forward non-stopping motion.

Each muscle in my body pulsates as I breathe in, causing a painful chain of thunderous bolts, which vibrate through the canvass of my body.

I beg for reprieve but pardon comes to no avail , as I tread on.

Finally I succumb to my own weakness, as my knees cave in , my lips and face touch the ground.

 I rest realizing that yesterday, will be another tomorrow always trying to reach another today.

                                          -Lisamarie-

A Treasure

I lost a treasure , Where could it be? 

I searched inside a hollow tree.

I searched inside the murky fog.

I searched under a long dense log.

I searched behind the tear drop of a little girl when she cried.

I searched behind a dead man’s eye. 

I looked deep under the stagnant waters in the swamp.

I’ve looked under the baby while being held in a mother’s arms.

I’ve looked under a rock. the belly’s soil still so moist.

I looked under a flower but I was careful not to dig up roots.

I’ve looked between each rain drop that falls from the sky. 

I looked between the sun beams and it shined a single ray to my heart.

Then Finally I realized I held the key.

The treasure was always inside of me.

                             -Lisamarie-

The Puppet Master

Her body flows in symmetry, she moves with the strings of her puppet master as the blood pumps to heart. 

The silent melody of her cries echo throughout her body as  her tears taste like salt. 

Her dress flows through the wind as the songs of the mourning doves ring. 

His eyes are like magnets to her soul that leads her to wherever he may go.

Inseparable never to be torn apart is the love of her masters heart.

            

                                               -Lisamarie-