You’re not what I dreamed of Or hoped for, that potential was reached Long before, I harbored emotions in secret Sophomoric sequence, plot twist I saw all along Held my breath for a year, lungs turned carbon to smog Another movie screening, hold hands in between it Reach maximum zenith, whisper “never leave me” underContinue reading “The Cloak and Dagger of Our Hearts: A Poem of Unspoken Love and Pain”
Author Archives: Cristian Gajardo
Tattooed Flowers: A Poetic Reflection on Resilience
It’s become more of a habit Interval time from interacting with humans Irony overlaps boredom and passion Kiss away sadness. Verbally vie away the synapses Blood-stained flesh from a rose Thorn on a flower. Cry self-preservation to keep presence remote Listen in on private conversations. Fly on the wall I carry disdain like I tattooedContinue reading “Tattooed Flowers: A Poetic Reflection on Resilience”
Maturing Too Fast: A Journey Through Life’s Acceleration
It’s up for existential debate, whether or not we’re here for a reason or stranded here just to rot. Leisurely Lonesomes, a sunrise kingdom unfolding. a delicate flower, nuclei destined forever in the forest. Do-or-die sentiments, sediment ready to rise. Blood pact suicide, toes in the sand in the tide. We’re only in focus whenContinue reading “Maturing Too Fast: A Journey Through Life’s Acceleration”
A Letter to Whoever Loves Me Next: An Apology for My Vulnerability and Anxiety
To the person who will love me next, I’m sorry. I must apologize in advance if, one day, my words have the power to kindle a fire upon your lips, causing electric sensations to render your tongue temporarily numb. Witnessing your cheeks blush coyly, a feverish hue, and experiencing a seemingly insatiable hunger as intoxicatedContinue reading “A Letter to Whoever Loves Me Next: An Apology for My Vulnerability and Anxiety”
The Stargazer and the Black Liquor: A Poem of Cosmic Despair
Wish it would stop. Watch the laundry spin and then sit on a box. circular sleep. daydream while I cry. kill me at dawn, sing silent night – no. hum at my grave dig me up. stop. then kiss my remains skeletons out of the closet. my bones here to stay shapeshifting gravediggers. I’m barelyContinue reading “The Stargazer and the Black Liquor: A Poem of Cosmic Despair”
This One Hurt: A Poem of Fire-Breathers and Realizing His Own Pain is Self-Inflicted
I am breathing fire But I’m not a dragon An average person Swallowed matches Ran across a sea of stars in moon boots Army canvas The catalyst sparks. Deactivate the manned fuselage Tight-lipped gargantuan stares through his art For hours (or it seems) Want to be touched yet wince when you do Slight grimace, aContinue reading “This One Hurt: A Poem of Fire-Breathers and Realizing His Own Pain is Self-Inflicted”
Prairie Wheatgrass and Nostalgia: A Poem of Lost Love and Memories
I was obsessed. No – a feeling of remorse and nostalgia Stretches of gold over algae. Prairie turf interwoven to coast Bezeled beach. Denizen dosage. Felt closer to home Juniper fire, I never understood why I’d cry when alone Something about… Fingertip tingle. Hands nestled over a looming horizon Open field just for me, dusk’sContinue reading “Prairie Wheatgrass and Nostalgia: A Poem of Lost Love and Memories”
My Mother Used to Say: Loneliness and Faith
Hi. I’m okay. My name is … (private exchange) Oceanic delight, Mariana Trench – let’s lie on the waves Get lied to with promises as you wave your goodbyes The “we’ll soon see each other”s, the “I can’t wait to arrive”s Gesticulating giant, wide-eyed naivety shines Juan Valdez roast – a vagabond’s variant vibe CashContinue reading “My Mother Used to Say: Loneliness and Faith”
I Know What I Need: The Quest for Fulfillment Amidst the Turbulent Rapids of Existence, Where Inner Desires Clash with External Realities
I don’t know what I want, Whether it’s surface dwelling alone at the swamp Or an oak in a marsh, soul-searching proverbial want. We’re more or less spawns of monsters nobody needs, You were my star-spangled banner, and I was taking a knee. Subterranean breeze, vitamin pond, still smell your perfume, Every once in aContinue reading “I Know What I Need: The Quest for Fulfillment Amidst the Turbulent Rapids of Existence, Where Inner Desires Clash with External Realities”
Melodies of Vanish and Hope
I’m the saddest man on the planet, Dulcet zones become eruptions of death, Memorizing vocal tones, or numbing distress, Most ballads hit home, requiem out of balance, Such a synergistic release comes from this basket of malice. I’ll have it to here – 22oz black coffee French press, Anarchy is best dressed, brown leather, headrest,Continue reading “Melodies of Vanish and Hope”
Fötter Day Reverie: Suburban Breeze and Whispered Dreams
You can hear the suburban chime, zirconia vertebrae, pearly white spine. Glass thrown in stone houses, a regular suburban night, whirring, rewinding. Chronicled childhood in olive drab paint, monocle glass. Wormwood and bottles of Shawshank dissolute solitude. A wanderer who wallows in the maze en route, delaying for tomorrow, never promised today. A virgin diary,Continue reading “Fötter Day Reverie: Suburban Breeze and Whispered Dreams”
In the Spell of Miss P: A Delicate Dance of Desire, Elegance, and Enchantment
It was a matter of why, statuesque beauty over vodka and wine, an hourglass figurine. When you come around, it becomes tough to tell time. Seductress Stolichnaya, brunette, bridal, bohemian. It’s cruel how without even trying, you leave me in a state of dreams where I’m hardly breathing at the Gala. A seamstress couldn’t replicateContinue reading “In the Spell of Miss P: A Delicate Dance of Desire, Elegance, and Enchantment”