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

Wednesday, March 28, 2012


Elephant, elephant,
with your tusks held up high.
Oh, teach me!
Oh, teach me!
With your eyes so wise.
Grandmother, don’t leave me,
dangers lurk at night.
You fell,
You fell,
tears will always be shed during the light.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Make better

Make better
I cry,
you make it better.
I fight you,
you fight to keep me.
I moved away,
you moved to be with me.
I hurt you,
you see through it.
I leave you,
you wait patiently for me.
I feel alone,
you try to always be there with me.
I laugh,
you laugh louder than me.
I give up,
you hold me up high.
I will cry,
will you please make it better?


You had me at taco,
with your sunglasses worn inside.

Who knew that meal was the first of many?

I had no money,
everybody else was eating;
they were all trying to make us talk.

I thought you were handsome,
but the awkwardness didn’t fade away;
you seemed indifferent so I backed off.

Walk with talks,
then I seemed indifferent and you didn’t back off.

You have me still, while tacos make us reminisce.