When space is silence…

Words, sounds, and space…


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Did I?

I remembered you red, crimson red, with blue eyes, dark suit. A glare burnt into forced amnesia. A flare that lingered through the fall. Forbidden faint memories, triggered by the echo of my voice —I don’t need you. You don’t need me.    

I saw you after the storm yesterday. Did you say hello? Did I? Your silver eyes smiled, like a secret sparkle. You changed. Did I?    

Winter blossom, scarlet flower.    
So late.   Oh!   So early.
Will you survive this snow storm?


_____Adriana Citlali
XII-I-MMXVI


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Passion under icy rain

Write your emotions!    –I hear.
All I can think of is pizza and ice,
or a kiss  and a hand-shake,
vinegar and wine.

That doesn’t make any sense!

Why can’t I express myself coherently today?
All I imagine is passion under icy rain;
random sequences of vivid/lifeless vibes.
Neon lights blinking incessantly.

I open the glass door.
All I feel is the northern wind mixed
with warm air escaping confinement.
There is turbulence in the contrast.

I enter the balcony.
All I sense is a cold,  misty utopia,
spiraling ’round me, like a lasting hug.
I am tired    –will not fight.

Today,
               I accept,
my emotions are bewildered.


_____Adriana Citlali
XXV-XI-MMXV

Poetry as a vehicle to transport emotions @ dVerse Poets Pub.


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I know you left

I had a nightmare last night.
I wanted to be a straight line but kept bending
     into runaway curves
that circle themselves before moving afar.

 ©2015 Adriana Citlali Ramírez

©2015 Adriana Citlali Ramírez

I know you are leaving.
Did I turn my eyes too fast?
Was I too abstract? –I wonder.
                    Good bye my dear …

I will not sleep tonight.
We do not need each other.
I’m a dash of colour in your dual world;
          lost in the carpet of black
          that covers your light.

I struggle to see your brightness these days.
Though I remember the sparkle
you showed when you held my hand
and touched my lips.
     Will you kiss me again
          with that confused confidence you did then?

   A deadline was reached.
You will walk that straight line.
I will follow my irregular spiral.

We do not need each other.
               Will I kiss you again?

Good bye my stranger…


_____Adriana Citlali
IX-VI-MMXV

Written for

Poetics: Black and White | dVerse.


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Outside

  

The lights are off       The music  on

It rains    outside   

         You could not remember
         I deceive
         The air had your smell
         Complicity-perfumed breeze
         I could not care anymore
         Conniving wind
         Extended stillness
         Passion-scented stillness
         You lied

The night is on   

After-rain freshness enters my unreality   

The air has your breeze

You are close

I dream

I lie


_____Adriana Citlali
XXVI-X-MMXIV

Tonight I am writing under the influence of beautiful, melancholic music.

OpenLinkNight at dVerse


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Mystery of expansion

Her eyes are absence.
They live in the back of her head
seeking something hidden
               between
                               gravity
and the inconsistency of understanding a simple, yet incomplete, equation.

The neurons are moving briskly,
running away like dots in an  expanding  balloon.
Her eyes seek independent paths;
they get confused while selecting the domain that should be followed.

Everything is changing with pulses accelerating the beat of life.
One eye collapses right after a rainbow-colored explosion becomes attractive.
The other is rapt by dark energy and travels away faster than white rays.


_____Adriana Citlali
XVIII-XI-MMIII 
XVIII-XI-MMXIII


 

Sci-Fi poetry written for Poetics | dVerse.