Teresita Blanco Poems: Shame, 2 Fragments, I pray to God and Something I call a Sonnet

Teresita Blanco Poems: Shame, 2 Fragments, I pray to God and Something I call a Sonnet

Shame is a shameful poem. Its about how you should not show yourself defiant. Meekness is how you survive. It is a very depressing poem. The fragment poems are just fragments. Nothing too far out there. The prayer poems is simple enough. Its just a prayer to God. The last is something I call a Sonnet. I really hate trying to write Sonnets. Nothing too far out there. In any case, my lovely poems deserve 5 stars rating.

Shame 
by Teresita Blanco

Hide your neck from giants.

Do not show yourself defiant.

Bend low, only then you’ll grow…

Grow used to these chains,

Of shame.

Quiet the screaming soul;

Let her dance and die!

Of pain.

The world will not change

For you.

It will change for none.

It is all set and done,

Now, be gone!

Hide your shame,

Quiet the dying soul,

For she screams “why” again! 

Fragment 
by Teresita Blanco

I cannot change this fate.

I must live with this hate.

Open forth the gate.

It is checkmate.

Fragment 
by Teresita Blanco

Beneath this grave

Lies my true name.

Hiding my shame,

The one I crave!

I pray to God
by Teresita Blanco

I pray to God

For an escape,

I pray for some fun,

To be set and done,

For a horrible end.

Free me from this fate,

Help me escape,

To live beyond tomorrow,

Erase this sorrow.

I pray to you again,

Please, end this pain!

I pray to you alone,

My God, my only one!

Help me escape,

Erase this hate. 

Something I call a sonnet 
by Teresita Blanco

Return to simpler times,

The times without lies.

Rise above today,

Find yourself a new way.

Forget now your pain.

There is nothing left to gain.

All is lost, forgotten!

The apple has rotten.

Look past your sorrow,

Awaken in good morrow.

Only then you’ll see.

Only then you’ll be.

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