Birds Breaking My Iced Cages by Jessica Ni Leacai

From glass cages, they freed
the fathomed birds and their demours
dimmed the brightest skies and ice,
irked over these grounds of grieving.

As I seen them soar over my shadowed
sittings, I wished their travels would
welcome warmer weathers, but they
thought summer as no solitude in season.

So all sat seized by these colder breezes,
as beggars without solar celebrations and
how days drifted in longing of laughter,
to heat their hearts alighted and burning.

But chance this dream dared break
the boundaries of reoccuring reality,with
all knowing kindly my violated virtues,and
I not solitarily seeking other’s acknowledgement.

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To Ashes Left Of Want by Jessica Ni Leacai

If the souring of my soul was
not forced by putrid airs, I would
greet the grimmest days with generosity.

But I am held here in this dormancy,
and I would not warm the coldest creatures.

For my heart’s hearth is encompassed
and enclosed within these wretched walls,
No visitors vainly seek my sentiments, only vanishments.

Of my arms exposed fall these ashen memories,
of  all that was loved and never requited.

In these trials torments call out names
of loved ones left in anguish and their eyes,
ever eroding my mind in terror of trembling wakes.

With hands harbouring histories of a vacant
vagrant, and all imminency lost to the winds of sorrow.

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The Day the Wolves Came by Jessica Ni Leacai

I on this hill of hatred, harming
myself for missions unfulfilled,
These culling chastisements, I
cast on my burdened back,
and my words wasted,no
worth nor use to you.

Expelled from ears, unwilling
for my merciless devices,
I am but wasted material, meaningless
garments no one would garnish.
Slowly they sear me in half, my soul
no longer my loyal saviour.

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When Night Owls Long For Solace, They Call For You by Jessica Ni Leacai

Oh come, in heavy hours I would have you here,
In all my moments your memories have held me,
As I the child calmly sat in your soft hearted hands.

In reflective remnants, I see your vision of valiant virtue,
A loving lady left lonely as a mirror of my own self sorrowed,
Like mine,your heart harvested for hatred hereditarily here.

How I call, crying  your name in these lamented lingerings,
But you can only cover my crimson bleedings in incorporeal form,
Yet alive, your hands holding me would dispel all these destructors.

 

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Windows In Daylight Disruption by Jessica Ni Leacai

Inertia exclaimed in dizzying depths,
Of carpenters coursing hammers heavily.

Windows wide for breezes blowing,
Sit anxiously attendants unnervingly unkept.

Opals opened more perplexedly posed,
As caffeine craved alights anatomy.

 

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Blind Are Their Books by Jessica Ni Leacai

What would one care of said dormant despairs,
With notions nailed furiously in frozen stares.
Heads held suspending self serving wares,
Ornaments of ornate ideas implement scares.

Nonchalant nerves trip thoughts ensnared,
Forming a fleshed falant of eyeing impaired.
Minds made for matter emit efforts en-layered,
And all inner instincts now needlessly unawared .

 

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As A Child I Prayed For Death To Release, Now No More By Jessica Ni Leacai

What a kind creature, you comforting came, 
When nighttime soured the evening flowers, 
And I lingered lonely there for you the same. 

How helplessly, hanging on has haggard worth, 
For thoughts imprisoned all these visions, 
And your dust disintegrating in damned dirt.  

Would not want, will this widow from interment, 
Could lamenting longfully cure all that is wrongful, 
And my advocate adorning the time left spent. 

 

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