Six Bizarre Poems by Teresita Blanco

Sins Unforgiving 

by Teresita Blanco

Sometimes I forget

How to breathe,

Sometimes I forget

My own name.

It grows harder

And harder today

To make some

Miserable gain.

As our pockets dry

And the bread hardens.

I see them drain,

The last drop

From our veins.

Their sins cannot

Be forgiven by

The few crumbs

They throw in

Our empty plates.

  Insomnia 

by Teresita Blanco

I cannot bear this sorrow,

My nights are filled with horror

Death is calling “bliss”.

I hear the serpent hiss.

This morbid fantasy

Brings me agony.

I cannot find true repose.

I must yield to his force.

 

Three Sheets 

by Teresita Blanco

Just three sheets remain.

My pockets are drained.

The final line has been crossed.

These ashy faces smile anew.

These pale faces smile their grayish ember.

The eyes are opaque,

The neck slender.

Only three sheets remain.

Why can’t it be four!   

Shadowy Death 

by Teresita Blanco

Life is but a shadow of death,

We always seek out true rest.

The shadow comforts us,

The Light blinds us.

20 yrs 

by Teresita Blanco

My thirst knows no oasis

My weary limbs

Cannot find an open grave.

After so much struggle

I am greeted with sorrow.

I tremble at the sight

Of my own shadow.

At the end, all I find,

Just empty eyes.

Twenty years

Filled with tears,

Twenty years.

Filled with fears.

 

Move Forth 

by Teresita Blanco

Did you want

To hear me

Speak again?

This heartache

Reminds me

Of your last stab.

It still bleeds.

The wound never

Seems to heal.

My heart no longer feels.

These trembling limbs

Drives me forth.

I cannot stop.

I cannot dream.

Ill repaid was

My trust in thee.

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