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, April 22, 2012


Blood spilled on the head,
and drew daggers in the eyes.
Swords were blessed from tip to handle.
Spears were thrown carelessly through the heart.
A wrecked beast beheld its doom,
once more too vile to seize.
Shackled down,
too crippled to run,
defeated by fear.
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