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Read Poems by Bella Cardenas

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Liquid Love

My reflection is too heavy to bear 
alone, it’s easier to look at myself and my failures
through the amber liquid, tears
through my system, warm and sure.         

You left me gracefully, lackluster
Shutting the  door on us softly without a word
Void of fireworks and battle cries, with blockbuster                                     
neglect, taking your shattered armor and rusty sword.

This battle you have won with each tip of the bottle, 
in the direction of my throat is a rifle. 
Will you be the trigger to my gun?

My stomach twists into slipknots.
Escape is too easy at this dangerous hour
But I am no coward and I face my  
gallows though the vision of a bottleneck
to slacken the rope. 

I have waited for you to  
steady these trembling hands with the power of the sun.
Please stop my shaking fingers
with laugh that I miss the most.

I crushed what I could of what remained of your smiles
into the glasses I pour my vices into, just to have you around.  

You shine, its easy to mistake 
your human actions for a divine intervention of a false god. 
My faith is weak.  
Shattering with every blink, 
I can see the thousands of mistakes
that I have made, and it cuts into 
everything.

You cut into everything. 
Shattering me after every swallow
You cut into everything. 

My liquid love.

Copyright © Bella Cardenas | Year Posted 2009

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  1. Date: 4/16/2016 1:18:00 AM

    Bella Cardenas. Nice to read your poem today. enjoyed ~LINDA~
  1. Date: 12/16/2011 12:29:00 PM

    Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and yours Bella. Love and blessings, Carol
  1. Date: 11/18/2009 4:15:00 PM

    so very powerfull and so very sad....light & love
  1. Date: 9/2/2009 3:11:00 PM

    Nice work with a stunning title.
  1. Date: 7/16/2009 3:24:00 AM

    Bella, where are you and your wonderful poetry? Miss you here at the Soup. Love, Carol
  1. Date: 5/23/2009 6:53:00 PM

    My son battles his liquid love. It's a war and he's losing ground. Again, your talent shines through. Vince
  1. Date: 4/27/2009 10:25:00 AM

    So full of angst and a sense of betrayal, of love turning out to be the complete opposite of what a lover expected it to be. Reading this reminds me so much of some lines of an old Nazareth song 'Love Hurts'..."Love hurts, love scars, not strong enough, I realy learned a lot..." Powerful stuff you've got here, Isabel. Hey, where have you been hiding all these days? Fred

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