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Best Poems Written by Yasmin Triganza

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Dessert

In this arid expanse, where life's essence is drained,
I wander, a lost soul, forever unchained.
The desert's embrace, a relentless sea of brown,
Engulfs me, in its barren grasp, I drown.

Granules of sand, like time's relentless flow,
Cover my body, from head to toe.
Each breath I take, a dusty, arid gust,
Leaving me breathless, in this desert's trust.

Oxygen tainted by the earth's cruel crust,
I gasp for air, in this desolate thrust.
My parched lips part, but only powder escapes,
A silent hymn of despair, as my spirit drapes.

With knees to the ground, I succumb to the land,
Letting the sand claim me, in its arid hand.
Mummified in this moment, my vessel now still,
In the heart of the desert, I find a tranquil thrill.

Amidst the vast emptiness, I become one,
With the sands of time, my journey is done.
In this desert's embrace, I find my reprieve,
A solace in stillness, a moment to believe.

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Carnal

I'll burn like scotch at the back of your throat,
A smoldering ember, a fire that's remote.
But amidst the flames, I'll taste as sweet as honey,
An intoxicating elixir, a craving hard to deny.

An aphrodisiac, I'll be, a desire you can't suppress,
Drawing you in, a captivating caress.
You'll yearn for more, unable to get enough,
Lost in the sensations, in a whirlwind of rough.

Like the sweet nectar of passion, I'll drip and glide,
Leaving a trail of longing, impossible to hide.
And as your lips trace the path I've traced before,
You'll savor the moments, forever craving more.

With every sip, with every touch, the spell will grow,
An addiction to the ecstasy, an allure hard to outgrow.
I'll be the scotch that burns, yet the honey that soothes,
A taste you'll relish, a potion that consumes.

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Falling

I
Have fallen 
Breath hitched 
an earthquake trapped within my ribs
 Pins and needles up my body 
not a whisper of a thought

Your thoughts calm like the ocean
Felling of paresthesia in your arm 
church bells rining at a steady beat in your ribs 
Your breath hitched 
You 
have fallen 

asleep.

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Icarus

Growing up I've always admired the story of Icarus & the sun 
But as I matured I learned that I actually resented it and here is why... 

I am the sun 
scorching, burning Icarus.
My heat leaving imprints of his flaking feathers 
Upon his skin, engraving his bones. 
The wax slowly melted making his harness heavy, 
Weighing down his harness; he has nothing to grasp onto 
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I am the ocean as 
He sinks down to the ocean floor 
Trapping his lungs with salt water 
leaving no space for a scream, cry, or merely a whisper for help
And surely no chance to escape the grasp of the waves 
Never will he feel the sun upon his skin again 



As he is forgotten my waves will keep on 
crashing and trapping anything that comes into contact 



As he is forgotten I will burn within my dancing flames 
till they go out destructing myself and everything around me 

As I am forgotten...