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Jazlyn Madrigal Poem
The gloomy skies that lie above us on these cold shower April days.
The clouds that keep us from smiling and awake the whole day.
The hidden sun that tries to find its way.
Am I alive? Am I awake? I’m looking for myself through these gray days.
j.m.
Copyright © Jazlyn Madrigal | Year Posted 2016
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Jazlyn Madrigal Poem
How is it that you can love without love?
How can you feel without actually feeling?
How is it possible that you can cry but don’t know why you are crying?
The feeling of love is worth wild.
The reason you can love without loving is because you care.
These words that come out the mouth of the cherished are just words, until heard and shown.
Being loved is like the wind sweeping up your soul and feeling immortal.
Love is Bold.
Love is Cold.
Love is Gold.
Love is love.
And only you can define that.
Copyright © Jazlyn Madrigal | Year Posted 2016
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Jazlyn Madrigal Poem
Have you ever felt like you were immortal about anything and everything?
I have.
That was when i felt i could conquer the world.
The best feeling about that is, no one could ever bring you down.
Not even your most loved ones.
Have you ever had the feeling of just shouting out to the world out of hatred?
I have.
Thats when i’ve been burnt to the ground for no apparent reason.
When you felt so tiny that even an ant can just defeat every little aspect inside of you.
The feeling of being vulnerable and shattered inside and out.
Have you ever felt so deep in love that when the person says your name you fall all over again?
I have.
The word love means the world to me. It’s something you can’t ever take away.
Feeling alive, waking up with a smile over a smile on your face.
the most extraordinary thing in the world that makes you want to be happy and stay like that forever.
I have…have you?
J.m.
Copyright © Jazlyn Madrigal | Year Posted 2016
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