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Zarman Spain Diaz Poem
The Fallen and the Angel
The droplets from the sky
Landed on her wounded shin
That pierced through her shivering body
Like a needle intruding her skin
The scarlet eyes of hers
Peeked through her saggy blindfold
All people turned into a stone
Once they saw the bloody orb
The snakes on her head hissed and fizzed
Biting off her neck like there’s a feast
that sprouted adulterate mucky blood
She sobs so hard, she bleeds so bad
She bit her mortified lips
to ease her oppressed agony
She’s scratching her wrist
She’s losing her wits
Running blindly for she cannot see
Made her trip from every twig
Made her fall from a deep rocky cliff
As she waits for her death
She took her last breath
Her head was almost on the ground
When she heard a fluttering sound
Her bulk scaly waist
Was bound in a soft kind hand
Her dangerous snakes
Was tamed by one gentle touch
Her bewildered mind
Calmed when patted by an angelic man
Tears slide down on her cheeks
Not because of sadness
but because of the tingling kindness
The soft kind hand on her waist
Traveled from her wasted hand
The angel held the hand of Medusa
Heaven bonded with Gehenna
A loud trumpet was heard and a sudden orchestra
She felt his soothing breath
at her blinded ear
Whispering her wildest dream
“Let me be part of your life, my dear”
The south breeze hurled softly
As she said yes to her new journey
She tightened her blindfold
She stood tall and bold
While the angel plucks one of his wings
to share with his beloved jinx
They flew to the higher-ups together
Waltzing on top of cloud nine’s river
While the swans rest on each others’ shoulder
Soaring past the thousand galaxies
Embracing the greatest uncertainties
they shone brighter than stars
Revolving from planets to planets
Removing her fears and scars
He stared at her, gently kissed her
She removed her blindfold and saw a handsome being
His lips tasted like cherry
That was picked oh so freshly
She looked at her angel
Smiling princely and dreamy
But suddenly, she tasted something gory
Before she realized it her lips are bleeding gently
As how gentle she was kissed by her lover
The angel is now glaring at her
His dreamy smile turned into a nightmare
Her heart that was full of bliss and laughter
Changed into a feeling of undesirable terror
There’s no air to breathe in the galaxy
She can’t breathe while the angel strangles her tightly
She was on high
He should have just let her before to die
Now he’s dragging here down
to where everything had begun
The cloud nine turned into a storm
The swans turned into crows
She was a star before
But now she’s just a burning coal
She collided with the ground
And there’s no more fluttering sound
Her mutilated neck
Was bound in a soft wicked hand
Her pitiful snakes
Was chopped by one rough slice
Her monstrous head
Was beheaded out by an angelic man
Tears slide down on her cheeks
As she looked at her sweetest mistake
The flying angel grinned like a devil
Laughing like a little baby
Flying to the very high
And left her to die
Copyright © Zarman Spain Diaz | Year Posted 2021
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Through The Looking Glass
“As the moon peak its glory, a glimmer of shadow reigned
on her eyes as she saw the mirror to her soul”
Through the looking glass
A devastating mirage has been cast
Alluring my greatest fears and desires
Enchanting my heart and blinded eyes
Unable to move, unable to think
My mind drifts slowly down the aisle
Stepping on thorns on a bed of roses
Tainted color of blood on my lonely footsteps
The magic mirror glistened as I removed its mattress
And behold, an enchanted darkness
Pulling me inside with great prowess
Whisked me inside a secret garden
Through the looking glass
Even when the night is on full moon
Every flower blooms
Sunflowers facing the moon
Lilies kissing daisies
And roses on top of a tempest
How joyful it is to dance with my gloom.
It’s like gladness within my darkness
As the nightingale sing and swoon
A mad hatter appeared, dancing with grace and grove
Joining him on his graceful madness
Made the stars twinkle with darkness
Through the looking glass
Sun and moon are lovers
Never leaving each other, they’re together forever
The ray of the sun landed on Hatter’s laughter
So dazzling, so warm. It melts the chains on my heart
The beam of the moon stayed on Hatter’s amber eyes,
So bright, so gentle it captures my helpless soul.
As we dance through night and day
Made my bloodied feet to heal and play
He carried me away to Red Queen’s place
While touching me with a tranquil brace
Listening to my cries with understanding and solace
Through the looking glass
A lie has been made
The surreal grail of mine
Made me daze off to another space
The Hatter reached our landing place
He told me I’m not Alice
But the person who owns this place
I’m not the damsel in distress
But the queen who has big face
Caressing my hair to my subtle skin
Telling me I’m not the villain but a princess who needs to be saved
Gently releasing me to his embrace and care
Humming softly that made my eyes drowsy
Slowly closing but I managed to say something
“You’re my sweetest dream I never had. Goodnight mi amore”
As my eyes closed I heard a faint but very clear response
“Goodnight and sweet dreams my friend
For my kiss is not for you, but for Alice.
Your lips are not for me but to some who’ll love you greatly”
“His words spoke verities while her voice spoke reverie. Who will listen
to her tale of make-believe if truth put her fantasy in a dream?”
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The vast wonders of the celestial body,
the weightless islands that travel around ethereality.
It carries mysteries that waltz within revelations and lay beyond my imaginations.
look up to the sunny sky
so high, so bright
It feels like flying to the ocean of your eyes
so wide like your smile, so blue like your mood
Tell me the truth,
I'll sing you a lie
And fate will harp the strings of our life
while we dance even though we're paralyzed
Gaze up the starry night
so deep, so dark
it feels like drowning to the height of your depth
to the shallowness of your beam, to the abysmal of your anguish
your voice sounds like verity,
your words are a petty reverie
While you spoke in complete silence
What I hear is orchestral harmony
The truth's shameless lie
Revelations that hide secrecy
Did curiosity kill the cat?
Or the dogs that hide the fact?
The sky has no eyes
But it can see through our lies
The sky has no heart
But it keeps accurate to falsify.
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Mirror, mirror on the wall
who's the fairest of them all?
Is it the lady in red with snow-white skin?
The knight in shining armor who slayed the grim?
Or the poet in nude with shamed scars and wounds?
Mirror mirror on the wall
my reflections dry tears fall.
Genie, Genie in the lamp,
my wishes are your command.
grant me a kiss that wakes me from my sleep.
give me the love that thaws my frozen heart.
End my story with a happy ending.
Genie, Genie in the lamp
gave me curse instead of wishes
Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair!
Gold as the sun, long as my frown.
envied by the ugly love by the many
but every story has a dark history.
Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair!
Stop hanging me from the air.
Mother, mother, tell me a story
about the prince and princess with all their glory,
monsters and villains with their twisted thinking
Until I fall asleep ‘til the first star in the morning.
Mother, mother tell me a story
about the reader who tried to escape his reality.
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Final Judgement
Something bad,
something evil,
Something tempting I can feel.
It is not patient,
It is not kind,
But I know its something real.
I’ve been warned to not to touch the burning bush
I’ve been warned not to eat the forbidden fruit,
but the devil’s stare made me do.
My hands got burned,
So are my wings.
The fruit tastes bitter,
So are my feelings.
A can’t fly, my whole body is burning.
I cant see, my eyes are now drowning
Help me!
Something’s holding me.
Help me!
Something’s embracing me.
I feel scaly over me,
I feel danger all over me.
The snake had already entangled me.
Shackled from head to toe.
Obeying his hissing
Now my soul is paying
for all the sins that I have been doing
I am innocent,
I am pure.
Don’t put the judgment on me.
The devil is filthy,
The devil is dirty,
But he’s got nothing to do with it.
It is not he who temp me.
It is not he who told me to touch the burning bush.
It is not he who orders me to eat the forbidden fruit
And it is not he who shackled me.
The guilty is not the devil.
The guilty is not me.
The real guilty is boastful
The real guilty is proud.
It is said that it has no wrong record.
It is said that it rejoices with the truth,
But why did it hurt me?
Why did it lie to me?
It is the reason for my suffering.
It is the reason why I am burning
It is the reason why I am still falling.
I’m no God,
But I will give my final judgment.
Love, I find you guilty
For all the sins I’ve been doing.
Copyright © Zarman Spain Diaz | Year Posted 2020
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