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Angelina Lambert Poem
I fell for you in the way of the ultimate universe.
I was swept away by the waves of the emerging ocean
I was immersed into the concept of uplifting and compassionate emotion
due to the presence of this mystery element that has been to my dry skin, my healing lotion.
I have worked hard to focus on self-love and self-respect,
enough to embrace the project to remove and eject
the poisonous spirits and negative energy from my days
I would rather love me than to hate another anyway.
I have emoted beautifully to others to receive no responses.
Left unloved and alone, I experience being despondent.
To hear the same words that I uttered to another
would create a euphoric sensation to this ex-lover.
I want for us to love and adore each other,
but it cannot happen if we do not come from the undercover with their true lover.
The truth is as refreshing as the overdue cup of fresh water on the rocks,
even if it's hidden in a FIJI bottle, it's not as bad as a lie confined up to docks.
The harsh realities of this dysphoric journey
helps me to realize that I'm not of this world, that this is not for me.
How can I escape the unrealistic reality and channel my inner truth?
Just one message can unlock my innermost vulnerabilities to you.
This smile that's really crying denial,
crying inside, crying, no smile
Conflicted choices of either living a safe yet self-destructive lie
or bear the slander and defamation and ignorance to be of the truth, to be set free and fly.
Sometimes, the answers to all of our questions in life could be among the most random places,
whether inside of a fortune cookie, a billboard, a song, a verse, a proverb, a message in a bottle, or in someone's eyes or face.
Do I still have questions that need answers? Only the message lost at sea can indicate what's left to discuss or fuss about.
Close your eyes, relax your mind
Just breathe, and let it go.
Experience one last catharsis . . . . . .
Copyright © Angelina Lambert | Year Posted 2017
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Angelina Lambert Poem
Alone in a room,
alone within eminent doom.
I simmer so deep in saturation
that I forget that isolation happens in extended duration.
For the sake of direction, I reference past chapters
to avoid tried and true mistakes and repetitious history thereafter.
As I join the table of strong black figures, questions illustrate my mind
I intend to lose my confusion at the front door and be of my new kind,
with direction, motivation, inspiration, drive, vision, and the like, I tend to be inclined,
inclined to emulate, intended to be redesigned, inspired to be refined.
Shown to face the world as an aligned mastermind to combat those whom are unkind.
Being shown a newly created direction to lead the blind.
Exchanging life perspectives for comfort of respectability.
Soul-searching for our places within the construct of social responsibility,
To aspire to be part of the solution for such socially inept communication issue,
I can be in one’s presence for hours and I would fondly feel that I miss you.
Being made whole with my surrounds of love, compassion, and point of view,
makes me want to make a less transient interaction more potent and just as true.
As tried and true as doing it all on my own is, the acknowledgement is necessary.
My confession is that I never had such closeness such as this is such a necessity.
I adore those who view me in the best light for truth and loyalty is rare.
To invite me into life as a regular family member and to present the perfect life to me is beyond fair.
To demonstrate compassion in my darkest hour was followed by my doing a double take.
The love and care restored my humanity and the invitation into heaven rectified my faith.
Copyright © Angelina Lambert | Year Posted 2017
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Angelina Lambert Poem
One last time, I say,
Love me like never before,
and I will love you.
This is the final showdown,
what goes around, comes around.
What's lost is now found.
Make a great impact
by opening up to me.
My love is a fact.
Equate my concern
by making a difference.
And restore my soul.
Copyright © Angelina Lambert | Year Posted 2017
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Angelina Lambert Poem
Although we were in two different places in our lives, we still made a connection.
Out of the flowers in the garden, you had the ability to shine to my recollection.
You have unique features that makes you incredible, worthy of my unlimited affection.
Your hues, your fullness, your brightness, your feel captivated me like an infection.
Nature has been rather kind to my sight and blessed me with undeniable beauty.
And with interest in going against the wind direction, you have given me a lot to see
Although an interest in social injustice and politics can easily mean a lot to me,
what means the most to me is witnessing your smile, your touch, your love, your life, daily.
I love how you stand tall to embrace life and its benefits due to the sunshine.
I admire the way you remind me of the beauty in the little things, like quality time.
I respect how you are magnetic, pleasant, driven, and as transparent as a "GO" sign.
Hopefully, my every-waking moment can be spent with you, hoping to call you mine.
Copyright © Angelina Lambert | Year Posted 2017
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