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Best Poems Written by Yvette Dignos

Below are the all-time best Yvette Dignos poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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New Blood: Don'T See Through Me

NEW BLOOD: DONT SEE THROUGH ME

Judge me through the eyes
You’ll see a sunshine
Glittering from a dry river of cries
Judge me through my smile.
You’ll see a daze	
Mesmerizing from a residue of lingering vile.

Judge me through my body.
You’ll see a symmetry
Of no value for all of it is meat and bones.
Judge me through my words
You’ll hear a scorn
A lovely obstacle to confine my mourn

Don’t judge me by the soul
The scars don’t heal, the pain retains
It is lost, afloat and misguided.
Therefore, judge me through only what can be seen.
Anatomy can lie, but the soul instills the places it has been.

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I Miss You, Take Me Back In Trance

This heavy feeling
A baggage of distance and time
The dullness
Brighten me up by your smell and touch
I miss you.

Wait for me
Don’t shiver when I’m away
Talk to me
Then we’ll be silent when the light’s off.
I miss it.

Our memoirs
It’s hidden under my ribs, where our seed is made of.
To our future
We will live it until the world is old, or until
Missing you ceases to unfold.

-To TRK

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26-Twenty Six

I’m 26. Gone to old, faded in bold
How do I start my story?
My predicament ignites in fury
Too busy making money
Tell me if cash ever makes you happy?

Where do I find my passion?
I need something to forget oblivion
I’m too scared to miss out
Call me trigger happy, my body’s in drought

I am reaching for intimacy
Share a bed with someone, un-cuff me
I’m jaded, ignition has faded
You tell me you miss me
With spooning, you seem itchy

There is no point in trying
Thanks to robotics I’m surviving
Swipe right and build a conversation
A stranger on tinder to fill the desperation

I am done with pretensions
I am 26 and I’m letting go of future humiliations
Don’t let me be the typical girl.
I am not, I don’t wear pearls

The world cares less for singles
The singles rejoice the world’s pickles.
I will continue living my life freely
No pressure. I’m 26, screw serendipity.

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Goodbye To You, Hello To Self

New sheets
Light a candle with that familiar smell
Who can tell?
I have come this far
Setting up barriers to box myself
To stop picking up the traces of when you left

Emptied your cabinet, filled your duffle bag
Pick it up when you’re ready
I’m moving on to something empty
Now I’m making new history.
Let this room be a start of my new memory

Pain is more when there is no more “if”
I’m glad you left me hanging on a cliff
No water to drown me
Only a kaleidoscope sky to pull me up.
Turn off the lights, let’s end this love

I’ll sleep alone or with a stranger
Even if that’s the way, still its better
You always give me pieces I can’t build
Now I’ll give you a space you can’t bridge
Coz when I fall I fly.
When you left, I didn’t die. 
I am a free soul you can’t defy.

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To My Last Love, Hear My Echoing Pain

Into the urban city I walk half empty
Emotions consumed by social fetish and the norm
Our fingers locked while you make me understand the world
Now it’s all on me, why’d you set yourself free?

Our imperfections criticized
Without menace we ignited a perfect dysfunction in their heads
But now it’s all dead
Tell me, did you wake up in a different dimension instead?

Nights have mourned the mornings
My weekends became stormed
I created this image of infinity
Without you, I’m only a stardust atom in discreet soliloquy

Everyone defines their first love, no one ever forgets.
But could there be euphemism for my last love that I don’t regret? 
To my last love, I’m paralyzed.
Living an infinite grief, can I wake you in your sleep?

The questions ignite the pain.
My pain aches for answers for why can’t you remain.
The rest of my life is now only a sublime recall.
I promise this will be my last install.
But please, to my clueless last love
Why’d you shoved us in a pitfall?

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The Bullied Heart

A 60 second embrace, held too long
A kiss on the forehead, felt so wrong
Add more bullets to my long list of regrets
You are one of a kind, I’ve thrown all my bets

Not too shabby for a drunk
A carnal request I wished I should not have dunked
The refusal was clear
My humiliation, felt worse than fear

Now I stir myself with sadness
Hoping this is just a mental illness
Feeling pathetic must have been the new cancer
Funny how chemotherapy can’t find a cure

My brain needs an overhaul
Looked away from the man who stole
Stealing my heart is a clichéd understatement
Losing my self is appropriately my new predicament

So I have to ponder
While Crouching in my white tee on a corner
Why do I worry of things I can’t change?
Don’t you think it’s the only thing that’s STRANGE?

Fell for a schmuck with a crowning smile
My poor choices, his firm denial
Cupid must have missed his arrow
Or was it destiny who’s missed a sparrow?


Time blurs images of the past
Past leaves traces that shadows can’t cast
After this I have to close my eyes
Waiting for the next wolf to worship my dice

A game of catch, I’ve reached for air
The wrong signs lead me to nowhere
Let me say you are so good to savor
But damn, breaking you now makes me better.

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Lady Gray

You are in between
A little move and you are unclean
Pitching water without killing the fire
Confusion and delusion, Retire.

You are in between
Like a dying rain on a bright sunshine
So sublime, you’re always crossing the line
A character a novel will never have
A life repeatedly judged, it doesn’t budge.

You are in between
A head-turning beauty, always seen.
A soul with pure intentions, 
Reciprocated with vile pretensions

Somewhere in between
A shadow of a lady and	its miniature
Wide eyed ignorant, begging for an answer
Unlock a door and let her in
Or tear her apart, rip her skin

The love she chose, the life she has given
Elements of sacrifice, the price she’s paying
Take her on either side
Divide. 
Don’t be an in between. 
Collide.

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A Cliche of the Ill-Fated

Six straight bottle of beers
Pick yourself up, walk in the clear
My last text was a revelation
Your response was a mere reaction
Of what comes for us tomorrow. 

You built a barrier of cashmeres
A deafening silence calling for tears
But a smirk is all I can give
I don’t breathe agony. It’s not how I live
Truth sets me free, the cliché disabled you from me

You are now blinded by my reality
It’s still me, the weird girl you once fancy
I can only plead in silence
My words to bend the stereotype of my decadence
But this won’t keep me still, I need to pay the bill.

Our short memories will be my reference
A proof of being felt above the city of iridescence
Thousand miles apart
All I have is a pen and paper to deliver my heart
To a definite, saddening, heartbreaking end
Cheers! 
This expires the vague collage of our happy trend.

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Requiem

A beautiful dandelion. 
Dancing with the wind, flying high
Sky was your recreation
As you perish to the limitless. 
Nothing blew you away like life did. 

And so you wilted. 
Subdued too easy
Carried into non-existence
Strucked you like in the wartime. 
All you are now is nothing but ferment to the soil. 

A beautiful dandelion. 
The vulnerable beauty. 
That white calm of tingle to the soul. 
A present aide memoire
A now sad adaptation of tomorrows interim of gloom.

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Between Love and Mistrust

Between the world and my mind,
You clearly sit in between territories.
Nothing to tug but your memory of the past.
For I am only but a broken piece of non-belief.

Between my heart and my soul
I have tucked you in best of both worlds
For my life has become a candid miracle of you
Enough of this uncanny melody of a doubt. I will trust you.

Between the past and the present
We co-existed like the chivalry of the sun and moon
My eyes only sparkle for you
But these doubts are yielding, I can’t.

Between life and death
This limbo that I live in sucks me right back to you.
I don’t want to move, nor am I ready to trust again.
But as long as you wear my life’s meaning
These thoughts, I will lock them in a den.