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Best Poems From
JESSY LIZ
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And This City Will Fall Like Ashes (free verse)
City lights are screaming, where sorrow falls like snow.
Those flakes don't melt, but burn instead.
Falling in the eyes of loved ones.. astigmatism calling place, for they can only see the light.
And compared to the axiom, luminosity, like city hall, will rule, even as this city falls.
No more screams of hunger, no more howls of pain.
May this city fall.
And the bureaucracy turns a blind eye, it's people dying in this maelstrom.
They, too, laced in hypnotism- these ribbons falling from the sky encompassing them.
And those ribbons turn to ash, the dust polluting their eyes.
And they will fall in this city.
They will burn like their people in a snow storm of cinders, asphyxiating on the smoke they have breathed for so long.
Their people will burn.
And I, on the city limits, bowing my head as the infant girl takes my hand, and breathes unto me a simple, 'I told you so'.
Jessy Liz
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Anything To See You Smile
When Nothing is good enough
But it just doesn't seem right
I know it's not you who won't sleep tonight.
I try to explain it but I know that it's there;
You understand but you just don't care.
Last night you slept in a sweet silent peace
And behind each breath, you whispered to me.
That's when I knew it, though could never explain
Beneath your light I felt the rain.
And in that moment I suddenly felt
That I could make you smile through stealing your guilt.
That's when I realized what you'd left behind..
....And I'd do anything to see you smile....
Jessy Liz
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As The Walls Come Down
I wake fitfully. Writhing beneath heavy sheets. Something missing. Something in the air just enough to be deemed out of plac.e Eyelids shudder open and I take a moment to ground myself. Glance down to find my chest rising and falling with a certain uncertainty, like it can't quite manage on its own. Something missing. Suddenly even the air feels wrong. Because you're not here to fill it. And when that realization presses to my lips as I breathe in jagged breaths, I find there is nothing to fill my lungs. It's you, I gasp, as the walls come down to fill the void.
Jessy Liz
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Backdoor Romance in Black and White
They wear their business suits in public
With their business faces, too.
But at night they tear their stage sets down
And pay their backdoor dues.
In an abandoned, moonlit theatre
Standing vulnerable at center stage,
The empty seats seem occupied
And the light begins to change.
Music sings and shadows sway
And time seems to stand still.
A spotlight shining on one body
Made of embers of sheer silk.
As these embers dance and fade,
One thing is surely true.
The last words that they whispered
Were a steady ‘I love you’.
Jessy Liz
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