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Yahnissi Flores Poem
I've been running low on sympathy, leaning on a new perspective
The stiffness in my neck from viewing the world sideways, studying the selection
Neglection of time, spreading through the false notion of stillness
The end is painted on the walls and we are destined to be the illness
War in laughter, throwing rocks and hiding hands with grins sowed onto faces
Killing each other for the prize when we don't know what the race is
Passing judgment and sending him to his death
The consciousness lost, because of his experience
Two sinners, two killers, waiting for their fate
We are so quick to question the love and accept the hate
Authenticity is lost in the sea of forgery, with the desperation to be great
We are so quick to sell ourselves to get a sliver of that taste
Neglection of time, so you live in the moment
Neglection of faith, so you cannot focus
Coming down from that high, you are left to reminisce
And for some odd reason, you start to miss
The knowledge of the Word that lives inside every human wanting to thrive
Do you not realize?
You can drown in your sins and say that you can swim
But your breath is cut short by your own consciousness
Your hunger for wealth is suddenly starved
When you tilt your head back and thank the stars
To the people in the world dying for a loan
Never forget that this is not your home
The riches, the egos, are killing this world
The odds are cut slim when you don't have a cure
It angers the sinners, does not make a difference
They hate that the Word is worth more than millions
Your world can be full, yet still feel so hollow
who am I to tell you what to follow?
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Yahnissi Flores Poem
Blood of the Pharaohs tastes so sweet
Like the milk and honey created by Eve
The gaze of a swan, ultimate divinity
Feeling Godly, I must admit
The world is mine, I own this
For nothing is real, this life of ours
The men and the money, I claim the power
Blessed am I, Blessed are thee
Visions filled with divine intuity
Flowing through my veins, the moon and the stars
The souls I have stolen, I have taken to Mars
Galactic notion, you may not understand
For in this life only few feel the touch of the hand
By the seraphic truth, I have been set free
I do not fear death, for it fears me
I shall return as tides in the heat of the Summer
Under the moon, I shall be with my lover
I am ready to go when my time is done
Because I'll die knowing I have felt the light of the sun
Because I know I shall return,
my awakening has just begun
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Yahnissi Flores Poem
I don't know myself
better than you know me
I can't control my heart
they way that you have shown me
I am full of fears
even though you are with me
I fall to my knees
I hope you don't forget me
Open arms with a closed heart,
you always see right through me
You've known me from the very start
the path that you chose for me
I know who you are
you live inside of me
Yet, I still seek shortcuts
I know you are not proud of me
Every time I look up
I feel you looking down on me
I am not worthy of your love
but I feel it all around me
Glory to the Word in the world full of sin
I hope that you forgive me
I am nothing if not for him
I hope that I forgive me
In my heart through thick and thin
He tells me that he knows me
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Yahnissi Flores Poem
The moon cries when it rains at night
Chest churning, a hurting heart
She weeps in silence, careful to not make a sound
The moon is afraid to cry out loud
She will awake the children who sleep in their mother's arms
She will awake the women, sleeping in the arms of someone else
Biting down,
Counting stars
Who knew the moon was afraid of the dark?
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A love I have never met
A foreign soul
Half of my being
A love I would die for
My heart, your heart
Scared to hear it at times
Because your heart is so small
That it makes mine cry
Alas a dead end
Denying the truth
A message well sent
A mountain I can not move
An ocean of tears,
A tree that won't grow
The clouds will not clear
for my flower in the snow
I'm scared to admit
You aren't mine anymore
As much as I need you
Yahweh needs you more
So paint the skies
A stranger I will never know
In your memory I lie
A love I would die for
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Yahnissi Flores Poem
Your words
That dance down my spine
In the crease of my neck
Your whisper
As cold as the glass piercing through my back
No,
Those are just your hands
Your hands
My eyes
Begging for your touch
Your fingers
As sharp as knives
Cutting through my skin
My love
In the palm of your hands
The grape vines sprouting from your lips
Wrap themselves around my neck
So sweet
So bitter
Like your empty promises
The wine trickling from your tongue
Spills onto my lap
Leaving a stain
The vine is not a vine
But a snake,
Swallowing everything I know
Poisoning everything I love
I try to escape
But I want to stay
You always knew how to leave a stain.
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He tells me
That his mother says my name
when she looks into your eyes
And that you've been losing sleep,
my face haunts you late at night
Each time he seeks my touch
your walls, they sympathize
For if you had the power,
you would change your name to mine
Consequences, inevitable
the moment you decide
To swallow your insecurities,
fall into that disguise
Integrity is lost
once you realize
The name is quite uncommon,
engrained into their minds
The feelings that I gave him,
still desperate to define
You reap as you sow,
the reason that you hide
Is that before the betrayal,
you were a friend of mine
Before he was yours,
attached to my side
A boy who would kill
for a second of my time
So despite the facade,
you would put up a shrine
With my face in the middle,
you cannot deny
You beg him to see you,
though he lies by your side
Praying to the skies
to consider your bribe
For some time in my flesh,
so he may comply
I bet all of your possessions
and mine intertwined
Grieving the triumph,
remaining supine
Desperate to find a way
your love will suffice
Only if one day,
You change your name to mine
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Yahnissi Flores Poem
Pass him the rifle
Pass him the bullets
Pass him the bible
Pass him the Constitution
It’s for his survival
You wouldn’t understand, you are only a woman
Hand him the AK
Hand him your life
Hand him your fate
Hand him his rights
It’s for his ego
You wouldn’t understand, it’s for a man’s pride
He is a Christian, he was once a cadet
He is a Christian, this is his land
He is a Christian, a proudly stubborn vet
He is a Christian, he has a right to demand
It’s for his family
He doesn’t understand, Jesus never walked with a gun in his hand.
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You are my sun
In the darkness of it all
You are my sun
In between the yells and the building of walls
You are my sun
Before I sleep, when I wake
You are my sun
On a cloudy, rainy day
You are my sun
When I speak words I do not meant to say
When I dare to leave and look away
When I tell you that I can not stay
When the spark is gone
You return at dawn because
You are the sun
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Yahnissi Flores Poem
Say grace
Always pray
He is listening
Put the work in
Stay a virgin
He is watching
Go to church
Learn to love this earth
He is coming
Admit your sins
Service is about to begin
He is forgiving
Feel the love
From above
He is here.
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