Much ado about My Poems by Teresita Blanco

Child                                       Ghost Answers 
by Teresita Blanco

The Time for action                 That is a great distraction

That shatters                            Within this fragmented life

All that Remains,                    Whispering, Whimpering

Must now rest                             “To forget, to regret”

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The Joys of Life,                         They are all ,but gone
This daring… now beckons                  My life, Myself

To move Forward! Even if                  My friends are gone.

Even if… I lie tainted,                        Beneath this hollow soil.

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“Reach for Tomorrow             Feel Sunrise’s heat,

Look not for the Beast,           For it reaches down deep.

Let her now feast                    To reawaken, to reborn.

In thy youthful hunger,           Waiting to rise anew.

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Fear no her gaze,                     Your Ashes now stir

For you are the hazes              Hiding the coming noon.

Lullaby
by Teresita Blanco

Be my son,

My love, my all.

You small,

Tender child,

My gentle Muse.

Hear my now,

Singing this tune.

Singing this tune.

Now sleep peacefully,

Have sweet dreams only.

My song, my love, my all.

Wait for your mother,

For she comes, she comes.

You are not alone.

Hear now, my song.

My love song.

It beats to your tune.

To my tune.

I bring you Perdition 
by Teresita Blanco

If you fall,

I sink.

If you rise,

I sink deeper.

You drown me,

You smother me.  

I shall make my ambition.

To bring you perdition.

Anger
by Teresita Blanco

Seize it, Grab it!

Fortune is beyond your grasp.

Be not a clever fox

Oh! Furious lion.

Walk forth, and take it.

Stolen Fortune
by Teresita Blanco

This woe now subsides.

All that remains

is this cold resolution.

To bring forth absolution

Let’s go! To the chase.

Unmask this face.

Show the hidden grimace,

The heart within my chest.

Not so!
by Teresita Blanco

The beast has struck again!

Again! Oh, no!

Its coils around my neck!

Strangle forth my forlorn.

Take this life away.

These cursed nights

Know no beginning.

I wish I was evil,

That my heart

Was filled with rage.

But alas, it is not so…

It is not so…

 Copyright Teresita Blanco

No way in hell do you have permission to use my poems without my express written consent. Hell knows no fury as a lawsuit from me!!!