Welcome to my poetry blog!

I am a twenty-four brown-eyed Aruban wanderer;
forever questioning where I'm going
and where I've been.
And when I'm not reading,
I'm writing. When I'm not writing, I'm reading.

Furthermore, writing has always been my
way of captivating a deep thought, grief,
lost love, depression and even hatred (sometimes).

Feel free to read and comment on my weird,
puzzling, obsessive, reckless and sometimes
confusing poems. It's all about what you
interpret from them that gets me buzzin'!

Thank you and have fun reading y'all.

-Lily Clarisa

Sunday, June 12, 2011


It could never be dark,
If you left your mark.
I could never be sad or mad,
If your accent went like ‘rad’ or ‘lad’.
The light would always shine,
If you could always be mine.
The key on your back,
My love it won’t lack.
Your key won’t get hard as a rock,
Only would go softly into my lock.
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