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Muchala Chupa Poem
The short summer days,
Everyday, a day of bliss.
Summer love almost coming to an end
Oh! Lovely, the summer haze.
Copyright © Muchala Chupa | Year Posted 2013
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Muchala Chupa Poem
Stuck in quick sand
No one around to throw a rope
My feet under me
I'm able to feel the ground
Fighting to get out, it hurts
Fearing to fight for survival
Watching him walk away
Crying like a little girl
My heart screaming after him
Yet, my mouth is closed shut
Unable to make a sound
Chains shakled to my feet
My hands stretched out, zombie
Ready to hold him
My face begins to feel the sand
Sand turning blood red from the fight within
Eyes blood shot
From the salty tears streaming down my face
A battle of the gods
Don't leave, stay
Leave, but leave me whole
Door slams shut
Cloud of dust as he rides off into the sunset...
Copyright © Muchala Chupa | Year Posted 2013
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Muchala Chupa Poem
Last night, my longest.
The dreary routine of sleepless nights.
Tossing and turning,
Wishing for could Be's,
Living off impossibilities.
A heart worn from loving you,
My body simply lifeless.
I gave you my prized possession,
That wasn't enough.
The warmth in your tone,
Makes my walls crumble every time you speak.
Your touch weakens me, Asthenia
My hands toughed from working for your love
My feet bleed from running after you
Chasing you, is like chasing infinity
So many walls to break down,
So many undealt with emotions.
Too many restrictions to get to you,
I give up.
Copyright © Muchala Chupa | Year Posted 2013
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