Annaliese J Poems

  Ekaf I kiss my tears And sob out salt  Was it really all my fault? I swallow rocks And toss out cake Probably because it was freshly baked I clean my wounds with acid and dirt And cut them open with cotton and bandaids Maybe nothing here was really at stake? Or maybe it’s because I was far too late. -Annaliese J

If it’s you If it’s you maybe summers won’t feel so sticky and hot If it’s you maybe I can reach one of those twinkly stars that I gaze at from afar If it’s you maybe time could turn back, waiting for those behind to catch up If it’s you maybe my heart would never be able to feel so hollow, so barren, so bland If it’s you No, if it was you -Annaliese J

 Quiet Nights Shining Stars But at the fall of the sun and the rise of the night  When the air falls silent and moon shines bright  The lives that scatter the slumbering forest and the cosmic sea Float up to where they once resided Returning to illuminate the dark and vast sky -Annaliese J

  Embers and Flames You are the fuel that ignites my flame Yet one who keeps my blaze at bay Your own eternal fire never ceases to fizzle out, for it has never once faltered  The inferno within you rages on, somehow never engulfing the ones who surround you A crimson phoenix that belts a fiery song,  Echoing the tall chambers of your smoke-filled furnace Someday may my flame burn as brightly as yours As kindly as yours As eternal as yours -Annaliese J

  Evergreens As we waltzed into the night I laid bare in their everlasting light They held me with a delicate tenderness that no one else could provide I drowned in their deep amber eyes, mapping the gentle image of their soul Its bright yellow glow made it look as if it could never wither  Yet, there was a quiet blue that tinted the edges As I memorized every detail, I could only help but wonder  O’ how could a person have been made so carefully? So beautifully, So intricately We didn’t have to say much  We didn’t fill the silence   Nor could we- For their ever-light had been long gone And I could no longer study their soul, nor could I lose myself in their deep amber eyes All I could do was continue to stare at the map I had memorized  Holding onto the flickering image of ever-light Maybe, just maybe, my soul was starting to become tinted by that quiet blue too -Annaliese J

  My savior  “Help” I holler and you don’t respond  “Please” I beg and you don’t respond  “Why”  I ask and you don’t respond  “Answer” I wait and you don’t respond  “Believe” I am told and I don’t respond -Annaliese J