The Underground Garden: Estories

 

He gripped with each dip
There was no exit
He led it
Nowhere
Now
With planets aligned in powerful formation
There’s a new sensation
Dullness.
She seeks to forgive her dreamer
Whose fantasies tried so hard to become.

The Universe sees fake smiles
It knows
Gifting you at the right time
Will mean nothing

You’ll brush it off as a lie.

The Universe sees forced hope.

It took that one new moon post retrograde for her to hear what he always           had to say but she could not understand

He’ll never be her Man.

Oh.

So while her Dreamer sweat underneath the sheets of self deceit his greed was
          satisfied completely.

Oh.

To love a dead soul.

A lesson her fantasizer now truly knows.
It’s in this poem.

I forgive her.
Now she grown.

Magnetic force amplified.
Her dreams are not a lie.

Their attraction’s intention was.

Once she gave control to his compass
It did not last

There’s no satisfaction in always being distracted by what you call true love

Exorcised hearts remain Alive Open To Adore. Dancing through opened doors
          held ajar by stars who see and speak Eyes. Whose sacrifices give life. Not
                    a push into a whirlpool drain.

The prisoner was set free by releasing the love stored in her Brain.

Her logic was never the same
It realized the insane
Ended the pain.

His need was to be everywhere but where she thought it would count
Kept it down for the count
Caused the cut.

She knows he’ll survive
She knows she’ll arrive
At love’s house

He was a hut with walls made of nuts
She took her curtains with her.

There was an interior design difference that no one could ignore.

They tried to re-blueprint
I’ll want less
You give more
See saw
Sea salt
Fresh water
Meet in the middle
Damned
To never conjoin
The flow stops

We accept

Now planets hit the antennas of other currents
Keep their individual passions burning

The action is stop asking
What was that all for?

While lives are restored.

 

Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect.

 

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