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

Saturday, November 3, 2012

External Influences

External Influences
We were in bloom,
two stalks couldn’t contain our love.

External influences; one petal froze,
and the other one burned.

Patiently, we waited wanting to enrich
our colors once more.
Then they stepped on us;
continuously breaking our core.

We leapt and attacked only ourselves;
for we were the only ones left.

The first flower hit the floor bitterly.
While the other one crumpled into the ash,
and died. 
The passion was gone…
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