Author: lucianithepoet

You can catch me writing about a tree I found intensely beautiful... Or even you.

The cause and effect.

Oh how did I forget to put the honey on the womb that was the atonement to your aliveness? Your spliced solace 

Combined like terms

And you get I.

With you it was a mistake gone right.

A cold case found 

A rebound

Rebooting the hard drive we thought it was the sound.

It was.

Our truths not told so it was heard in third parties,

Lowly is the man who has nobody.

Friends forever broken down,

passion ignited was the beginning of the end to a union that was suppose to last forever.

Our forever was momentarily infinite.

Parasites to the mental capacity to see beyond our way of thinking left us like this.

 Creative mind ceased,

Yet the memory keeps the juices flowing.

Finding love in a hopeless place put me in a position to be truly loved.

To know what it felt like.

Life ain’t so easy as they say 

And situations ain’t so stationary as envoys 

I was employed

To invite you to a branch of lighthearted comfort and familiarity.

You served as an editor of what Self worth meant to me,

I see the God in me,

All thanks to you.

Appreciation is an understatement 

I appreciate this current present.

To love and be loved so perfectly aligned 

I never could of dream of such sweetness.

The cause and effect. 

Going through the dark to see the light.

You made it all possible.

I thank you for your wisdom.

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Earth angels.

I gave tulum my tombstone thoughts and I continued to sought

thru the rubbish that keep my head hard and ass soft.

Never in a million years 400 of them was preparing me to be here…

In your arms I found what home I needed.

What I felt always was missing.

Since u are missing,

I am too…

Lost in a world who didn’t get the same treatment.

I was intertwined with an intimate being.

Too ahead of its time.

Our past lives kept us aligned with what separated us.

The plan is to give my heart to the world,

as you open my portal up to feel loved.

Non controlling,

yet protective over his young.

Free spirited I shall transform others as you have done me.

The universe has a place and timing for every energy,

So patiently I shall endure time,

Crying tears of happiness and remiss the sorrow of yearning.

I go into this world naked but self will was forcefully given to me so I’m learning.

Detoxification so I can finally see the teachings you’ve showed me.

A spirit came and repaired my life and i now know angels are here on earth.

Perspective 

Through the pastures where the mystical Jesus was born Subconsciously the carbon monoxide arise from those pastures.In my heart up it goes to the atmosphere.

Loving you was like slave masters lashes, I lashed out. And passive aggressive behaviors kept me in line.

You didn’t love me enough.

I had a pleasure in seeing how you would rest your chin on my violin and played me so gently. I had the pleasure of being found finally.

Like the 7 wonders of the world I found one I wouldn’t stop visiting. unrequited love was your form of control to just go be. Guess I only saw this as a commitment.

You been check out as you saw it from the clouds looking dow.Instead of making a choice to walk beside me in this.

It’s cool.

You didn’t love me enough.

But it’s not cool.

Long nights wondering if I believe if this earth were made up of buddhas and Horus’s. I delve into sound waves of what sequences in our sacred geometry that put a world between us.

I try to find you in celestial forms.Planet placements that maybe you hop in and out of.Using astral projection to maybe see what way to have control over me.

These dried up tears listening to cranes in the sky on repeat wondering if I got strings on my chest because I still follow your words in my head to see where it went wrong.

You didn’t love me enough 

I’m grounding and u gave me a sense of foundation yet u did the same for me until you disappeared. Where do you go when people who love you miss you? Do you not acknowledge their presence in your life? 

You didn’t love me enough

I stayed, I found, I sacrificed, I illustrated, yet you mastered. Two completely different frequencies and neither one of them saw that a blessing was slipping away. Was it true love because it didn’t last or was it too heavenly for earthly basic needs? 

I say he didn’t love me enough.

I’m sure he’ll say she didn’t love me enough. 

Through my pain she should have hid her power of her truth from me and focus on me.Seeing where I am at mentally, to come in and play the ultimate sorcery. 

I needed her to adore me like I do her.She didn’t see my protecting her was my way of showing her my love.

She played with me as if I didn’t spend my time not getting to know her.How dare write this poem when I was there when no one was? 

Through my own devastation I tried loving her with me being open.She broke me down with truthfulness.

She messed everything up by not being everything I want.My masculinity wouldn’t accept men are predators and she was quite the flirt.

She didn’t love me enough.

True wisdom is what I provided giving her the tools for her to see this through, navigate our relationship with rightful eyes and she let me down.

She didn’t love me enough.

I thought for the both of us, Queen that she is.She got me wondering how do I love again after this,Is this what women do, who knows,

But she didn’t understand so I left.Because I need someone to love me enough.

And she cried because she wasn’t given a second chance and her love language completely ignored.

He didn’t love her enough.

Cargo ships…

Cargo ships, full of equipment.. braces himself for an emotional overload.

Casualty by casualty the shrewd embraces your sharpening sword in their backs, victim blaming reverse racism kinda like passive aggressiveness is his badge of honor.Horizontally going in stagnation.

Not fully aware that going through life vertically preserves A loving joy of who we are letting go of what ideals hold us in the misery….

And holding tight of the light… the blessings.

Cargo ships turtle footing with the impeded, the mission defeated.

We constantly pick the pain every time, do we not realize life is right before our eyes? 

Not understanding we make our own fairytales, why wait for someone to just come around?

Why desperately look for tomorrow when it’s right now? 

As I look upon cargo ships who take their sweet time with the waves that are in the highest of currents,

As recurring tides that crashes your expectations 

Know this.

You are no angel either baby….. 

My ❤️ letter to you.

I think of beautiful rainbows

And hilltop trees

Babies in mangers

and people who are so excited they scream

Looking up as if this was a dream come true

The universe protecting our aching souls

And making things anew.

I think of loving couples who been together for years

I think of ultraviolet lilies growing in the spring

I see the same ones also wither away in the winter.

As if we are all are seasonal.

But their pureness remains the same. 

I think of our egos. 

How we are destined to be great.

That very strength that’s innate gives us the power to move forward,

I think of the beautiful handy craftsmanship of you. 

The most strongest person I know.

Your seasons whether cold or warm mean the world to me.

Your beautiful gestures are a joy to know.

I pray for peace in you,

The beautiful butterflies you give the world 

let’s me know how important you are here on earth.

Please don’t stop giving your love to me.

Because without it I don’t know where I’ll be.

Give your son the life you do have,

For he relies on your energetic spirit to be the most profound student in this dimension

we are currently in. 

You have given me a reason to smile again.

When things for me just all felt like the very end.

I appreciate how to made me alive again.

And for that, I’ll forever be indebted to you.

I don’t know how the colors in the sky merge together to make the most incredible picture you can ever take,

I don’t know how the gases in clouds are encompassed to make this beautiful fluffy feel in our hearts to melt, 

I don’t understand the out of body experiences I have when you kiss me,

I do know these are examples of a higher power in our souls and in our world we live in being present.

You made me see this.

You made me understand it’s even more to this.

How could one not fall in love with you?

I’ll never meet another quite like you.

Please know what I say is true.

Thank you for being a true friend,

where I know I can always come to and there is no end.

May you’ll always know how important you are to people’s lives.

You are here for a reason, embrace this life so it don’t just slip by.

What I saw is what I became.

The moon slightly new. The dawn coming soon, I see myself in the mirror and what I see is you.

I remember your gestures, right down to how you maneuver.Initially thought obscurity, you gently gave me a tour to your heart and how it’s shattered.

I went to your brain and saw how it’s assessed. I went to your spleen and saw the rage. you guided me to your darkness and I realized I didn’t pack a lunch. 

What I saw is what I became.Energy transference complete.You won I am defeated.With the greatest of psychedelic chemistry, you gave me your misery.I gladly took it with hopes I could see you shine like a mystic,Centerfold catalogs is where I saw you belong. 

my place in your life was to show you love is infinite. 

We both deserved each other.

Or perhaps it was preparation to induce more pain in you so you can heal properly.

Be one again.
Even the most ambitious must be aware some things are simply out of reach.I couldn’t get to you in time.

“Blame it on my youth.”

You slip out of my hands.No one caught me when I was falling off the ledge. You weren’t my savior yet you never intended to hurt me.

This end result is a hard laboring crime.
Up all night seeing our bodies intertwine in the dark as I mercifully watch my bed we made love in. “Where our souls danced.” The same bed you felt guilty in. The same bedding I drowned my tears in afraid that overdose was welcoming my death.

the death of a heaven sent union shattered by words and actions and pride and selfishness.

It didn’t have to be like this.But it is.

I ponder over numbers.I see soliloquies of the memories. I hear tale telling footsteps. I scream at the idiosyncrasies.

Yet and still you’ll be the one I would never understand. Until you uncover your belief in me. I can only dream you are marinating on the same thoughts.

Just as I still feel the deepest part of me tugging to be with you soon. 

 Another part is praying to never be in the likes of someone to use me as their crutch for self serving reasons.

Reasons and seasons.

Time is the illusion.

Let’s mind our mindfulness. 

To let go.

The subconscious facial expressions that I make that are you I must be aware of to dead away

To be on block 

a dead bird on the side of the road 

To be never looked back on

Yet it’s remembered by the lingers at the mere thought of it 

I must try to let go of the love that is embedded in my heart for you 

The soul snatching making me swoon 

Eye catching enchanted whispers you consume

Somehow I must say goodbye to you.

Even though I lay down next to you.

your memory lingers here 

you already had our story played out 

And I was placed in your unwanted list of unrealistic expectations. 

So I die.

Dying to tell you I need you

But pride killed that vibe 

I scrunched upon the pieces of myself in tulum 

Where I denied infliction 

I’m too strong to admit such atrocity

Yet aware of the affliction I placed on you.

Revenge wasn’t so sweet as I suspected.

I was left with the wherewithal of misery.

Hurt begets hurt.

Unresolved vulnerability lingers across the four walls I stare at.

The loss of a lover.
I don’t remember our last kiss.

I remember the feeling.

I hope I can only see through this.

To let go is where I will find my strength.