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, May 4, 2013

Two Minutes

Two Minutes
The birds in the churches don’t know,
why the people have gathered.

The leaves fluttering around don’t know,
why their eyes are glazed over.

The younglings, confused, don’t know,
why wreaths are centered.

The wrinkled faces.
The ones who do know,
must wish they didn’t.

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