6 AM. Poetry by Chriselda Barretto

MY GUILTY PLEASURES

Guilty little pleasures on high

Sweet divinities raised on a blissful ride

Melting magic dripping off a special pride

Sigils of love bringing on joyful, longing cries!


Say my name and I will yours

Absence of inhibitions, all but tender cures

Let us leave behind those sickly fires

Breathing on life and its mighty, brilliant drives!


A poem by ยฉChriselda Barretto


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6 am Poetry

Forgiveness

Drops of water sliding down my hand

Lines of age running down my palm

Mingling thoughts of joy and pain

Where did they go to,

all my years, those since I was born?


Tears welling up into my eyes

The pain I caused, the hurt I initiated

Was it retaliation, ego or just my pride?


Did I seek forgiveness, or did it not matter?

For I was the king of my very own parlour!


Here we are then, at the roadโ€™s end

Shouting out loud, but nobody hears

For I am too weak to even speak!


One last sigh then, one last tryโ€ฆ

If itโ€™s all the strength I have in me

Hear me whisper out like a lashing sea

โ€œPlease, please forgive meโ€ฆโ€


A poem by Chriselda Barretto

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