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

Friday, March 6, 2015

Guitar Chords

You made me,
into a mold
of black and white
of guitar chords.

You craved me,
like sugar in wine
the laughter and smile
bread dipped in gold.

Black trees fill my mind,
your eyes the center,
the hazel that burns,
from the way you made me…
of black and white,
of guitar chords.

String on Fire

You play my heart
like a string on fire,
too far to catch
but still I care…
Like a flame gone cold
I look for you
in old books
to cut my fingers
on old pages.
But still I care…
For the old and the new.

You won the game
with a tear in my eye
I had said goodbye
to the mute pages
the flame gone cold
for the old and the new.
But still I care…