"Sky of Never-ending Wishes" by Elexer Lyra

Sky of Never-ending Wishes

By Elexer Lyra

As I go,

know,

I love you.

I will not

leave

for long.

You will see

my shadow,

and hear

my song. 

The brush

against 

your leg,

the weight

on your feet,

the scratching

at the door,

more than your

memories

of me.

Though now 

is hard,

and I understand

why,

keep your head up.

Your dreams belong 

in reality

and not 

in the sky

of never-ending 

wishes. 

"Cinders" by Elexer Lyra

Cinders

By Elexer Lyra

Scolding pencil tips

melt into my veins.

A cauldron is alight

to hone the fire

of pen and paper,

lit by moonlight.

Hair catches the flame

and fills the brain

with motion,

until the body glimmers.

The last stroke makes me

cinders.

"Thoughts of Swimming" by Elexer Lyra

Thoughts of Swimming

By Elexer Lyra

Can you hold me close,

Like a jellyfish?

But not with

As much sting?

We are together,

But not everything.

You are my closest friend,

Who whispers thoughts of triumph-

Or false information.

  Can you be the parent 

Within my mind?

One, which says I can swim

and not drown?

Watering With Poison by Elexer

Watering With Poison

By Elexer

I use the poison

To water my flowers,

To listen

For overnight shrouds

Of wisdom.

Keeping sogging hearts

In night skies,

Filled with stars

Of twilight.

Listening to the rhythm

Of the drumming pulse

Of lifetimes lived

With coping

White lies.  

Locks and Boxes by Elexer

Locks and Boxes

by Elexer

The lock 

and key 

to my soul 

is not a one-way street

you can tear up with your

lyrical jackhammer's,

spilling my majesty 

into the sewer

with your language.

Locking

me up

behind a wall of religious

illusions

of me trying to be myself

and the perfection you will never see.

These rainbows

are my protectors 

and this box

is my chastity belt.

Cries of the Stars by Elissa Rosenthal

 Cries of the Stars

By Elissa Rosenthal 

Delicate vibrations within sound-waves
carry me throughout the stars.
I touch their whispering,
golden, and lingering
wishes for their sisters 
and brothers,
as they grasp within the ether. 
Their firing furnace hearts beat for knowing whether 
they're family will ever
be together,
once more, in the spaces
of times
and trials.  
Miles
and thousands of years 
apart,
they are greeted with only the sound of their heart.  

Pulse by Elissa Rosenthal

Pulse

By Elissa Rosenthal

 

Metal on concrete thoughts 

pulse under my skin,

keeping me from everywhere I need to go 

and I have been.

Scritch scratch 

and peel me thin 

till there is nothing left. 

Every day these systems 

keep me alive, but,

what have I kept?

Muted senses

muted defenses 

making it hard to speak. 

Put me on a wall 

like weaponry 

in your collection 

because I'm not me. 

Pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse,

pulse pull, pulse 

pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse,

pulse, pull, pulse.

"Fluttering Wings" By Elissa Rosenthal

 Flutter Wings

By Elissa Rosenthal

Paint your way into my flutter wings,
and cup them to your heart. Wondering,
with chipping hope,
how
you could brush my dreams away
like a vain rabbit.
Milk into my ear
how your hopes
holed themselves into obscurity.

"Biohazard" By Elissa Rosenthal

Biohazard

By Elissa Rosenthal

Syringes of toxins pierce the shriveled spiderwebs under my skin.
Mortal,
cherry red
nutrients is drawn out like a verbose speech.
The push and pull
of an uneven tug of war match
drags my body along the ground
which sandpapers me into nothingness.
My body is a nuclear reactor 
full of slow deaths 
of people I do not know.
I see needles as my eyes close for the last time,
wishing they were cat scratches 
from the one who truly knew me. 

I Am a Ladybug By Elissa Rosenthal

 "I Am a Ladybug"

By Elissa Rosenthal

Your fingers are beetles diving underneath my skin
and killing my appetite. A hand of putrid flesh laced in
maggot infested regret.

Can I dive into the trash and live there? 
The home of the ego yelling like a 
ladybug-
as menacing. 
Do I wish to be?

Kill my thoughts slowly and I might as well be dead. 
I am dead
and numb. 

Who am I? What is this place?
Why do I feel like no one?

A hand stokes my back like a banker visiting his gold. 
I am not gold.
I am a ladybug trying
my best to be my best.
I smell the leaves but cannot see them.
All I see is a plastic lining.

"After Death" By Elissa Rosenthal

Choices After Death

By Elissa Rosenthal

Death becomes me,

with body full of creatures,

as I return to the Earth.

Death becomes me,

with poison being pumped within,

as I turn into a statue of pollution.

Death becomes me,

with my body burning,

as I am turned into dust mixed with carbon dioxide.

Death becomes me,

and it will become you.

Think about your choices,

before the inevitable.

"A Wish for Snow" by Elissa Rosenthal

 A Wish for Snow

by Elissa Rosenthal

 

Wishful for snow,

to climb its' way to our front door.

This time is one of the few,

where the beauty could not be a nuisance.

Work is now set aside,

waiting for the new year to toll.

Please, 

father sky,

let it snow. 

The crisp shivers,

within the air,

make it clear,

of the possibility.   

For hot chocolate times,

among trees covered in fresh frost,

and boots digging into the softness, 

let it snow.

Moonlit Strength for Yule

 Moonlit Strength for Yule

By Elissa Rosenthal

Moon gaze upon me tonight,

Help me through this trying blight,

Keep me calm and give me strength,

For I right now have little faith,

Show me the way to the afterlife,

My past religion is now a knife,

Smiles gaze- like you- so bright,

Give me strength not to fight, 

They have their way,

The ones I did wane.

I can never be,

Anyone but the soul within this body,

I must keep my head held,

Shouts of rightness will be expelled,

Family accusations can pass,

For their views do not match mine- alas,

Smiles gaze- like mine- so bright,

I must have strength not to fight,

They have their way,

The ones I did wane. 

I can keep myself intact,

I do not need to act,

I am polytheistic where they are not, 

I will not let my integrity rot,

Smiles gaze- like you- so bright,

Give me strength not to fight,

They have their way,

This year's Yule I will not dismay.

Black Money

Black Money

By Elissa Rosenthal

I gave up my dreams to serve you,

toxic overlays of unrest.

Sleepless gasping on dead waste,

clogs your nightmares.

Gaping holes filled with money,

so sticky they pull you into,

the consumption.

You crave for needs not met by your own,

filling your graveyard with the dead touch,

of long dead beings,

so you feel like you have at least received,

gentleness from something.

Welcome

Welcome

 By: Elissa Rosenthal

Come into my house today,

And see how I will act,

As you take away my treats from me,

Can't you hear a clack?  

Click,

Click,

Click,

Goes against the grain,

Feeding off your fear,

And feeding off your pain.

Click,

Click,

Click,

Thump,

Feel your blood now boil,

As a laugh back at you,

Running from my pail.

You though a little costume,

Cute and cuddly so,

Would make me not show you the body,

That I had stowed.

Let Us Not Stay Quiet

Let Us Not Stay Quiet

By: Elissa Rosenthal

 

Let us not stay quiet,

and keep each other up.

Let us be passionate,

when our passion for others is gone.

Let us not stay quiet,

about our current love.

Let us chase away the naysayers,

with our hugs.

Let us kiss in public,

like other couples do.

Let us ignore the glances,

that burn into our souls. 

Stillness

Stillness

By Elissa Rosenthal 

 

Sit upon the grass and flowers,

breathing in their soft essences.

Stillness comes and flows around,

as it simultaneously goes elsewhere.

Silently, let thoughts pass by,

wish you knew where you are in life.

Strongly hold onto the will,

that this in not the best you can do.

Slipping into the dark abyss of no improvement,

is scarier than death at this point.

Sway back and forth,

to clear these thoughts from your mind.

Shake them from their foundations,

so they do not grow roots to pull you down.

Stay in this stillness,

this calm,

your time will come around.

Chances

Chances

by Elissa Rosenthal

As the light in the stars glow bright,

our bright ones turn dim.

People of all colors,

now all look the same.

It does not matter your background.

We see the stars glimmer bright,

and forget that they are us.

For we are them in further form,

even though we are still a mess.

Organized chaos surrounds everything in this universe,

keeping the balance while creating chances.

Chances to expand and become more than,

who we are.

More than manufactured manikins.

Let Us Bee Together

Let Us Bee Together

By Elissa Rosenthal

 

Let us bee together.

Has horrible as that pun may be,

let us join together,

so others may see.

How there are people,

like you and I,

who do not call themselves straight or gay-

but bi.

I know they exist,

because so do I.

This sexuality is how I identify.

I am not greedy,

a slut,

or a hiding gay.

I am only built this way.

Please try to understand that I exist,

even if you are a pessimist.

I have heard the rumors,

the generalized tales,

on how every bi woman,

is a straight one who's kissed a female.

I have heard how, 

if you are bi,

that you are a lesbian,

who feels a need to lie. 

I am telling you,

right hear on this day,

I am neither straight or gay.

I am a bi woman,

today and any other day.

 

Happy Bi Visibility Day Everyone! I hope you are having a great day and weekend!

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Emerald Colored Glasses

Emerald Colored Glasses

By: Elissa Rosenthal

Evergreen shakes flutter through my bones.

Glasses of better grasses, of better homes,

complete my vision of being alone.

Fill my cup with troll-like tales of wine.

Fairy tales that glimmer the divine,

push the thought they will never be mine.

Closed eyes filled with hope, ever green,

will never keep a conscience for the clean.

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