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  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 4:46 pm on February 5, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: confused, empty, lost, , myself, numb, reality   

    Myself 


    Being myself is something I treasure
    Something I never thought could be
    Ripped away from me
    I’ve lost a part of my soul
    I have lost a part of you

    I do not bother to ask the whys
    It is too much pain to bear
    I long for the days
    When someone understood me
    When it was like looking in the mirror

    Yet, now I have nothing
    Not even myself
    When I lost you
    I lost myself
    Who will live with me in my imagination?
    If it is not you and I?

    There is nothing left now
    I’m gone
    You’re gone
    What have we become?
    Superficial emptiness
    Who are now completely numb

     
    • Sarai 5:26 pm on February 5, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      This is real. One day you will find someone who will compliment you perfectly

    • jannatwrites 5:44 pm on February 7, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Your words convey so much pain, hopelessness and confusion. I’m sure you’ll find yourself in your emotions and one day, someone will be a companion to your soul- not the keeper of it.

  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 6:06 am on February 3, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: first love, heart break, hold, , never, touch, unseen, wanting   

    Never 


    I loved you from the moment I heard your voice
    From the moment you made me laugh
    From the moment I knew you were different

    I loved you more than what was possible
    More than I loved myself
    More than I loved anything

    I loved you because of your soul
    Not because you took care of me
    Not because you cared

    I loved you even though I never laid eyes on you
    But it killed me not to touch you
    But it killed me not to touch you

     
  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 5:57 am on February 3, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    New Look 


    I was looking at my blog and how loud it was! So I decided to tone it down a lot. My last look was very young and I am just not at that place anymore. I hope you guys don’t mind the more simpler look, I love it.

    Love, Tootsie

     
    • Sharmishtha Basu 6:02 am on February 3, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      i keep experimenting with looks, mostly based on themes that will provide easy reading and nice look for pictures

    • Tootsie 6:10 am on February 3, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Yeah, it is pretty hard for me to choose from a theme. I tend to over think things also.

  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 1:46 pm on January 31, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: club, club fights, fights, music   

    Club 


    The music dances into the air

    Making its way out of the establishment

    Turning and swerving around the masses

    Waiting in the front door

    To lure you in

    The crowd waits to get passively patted down

     

    Mixes of people from everywhere arrive

    Yet all the same to the beat of the music

    Controlled by the bass

    Seduced by the words

    Subdued by the repetition of it all

    In or out

    You’re captured by it

    Tempted by its attractiveness

     

    Hours and hours pass

    The end is near

    Music slows down

    Last call is on the brink

    The mass becomes more alive

    As if to wake from a slumber

    Jolted back into this reality

     

    Music wants its revenge

    Movements are no longer rhythmic

    But becoming violent

    Fists are formed

    Foul words pollute the air 

    It chokes them

     

    Hectic,chaotic

    They want to break free

    The mass turns on each other

    Bottles are thrown

    Drinks have become confetti

    Women are now unstable creatures

    Where’s the music?

    Where’s the hypnotizing music?

    That once controlled the mass of people

    It has unleashed this madness

    Or has it only shown the 

    REALITY of it all?

     

     

     
    • Sarai 5:28 pm on February 5, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Wow. I was just thinking about how I’d like to have fun and dance too. This is the unfortunate truth.

  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 7:50 pm on January 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    Just babblings :) 


    I have not written poetry as much for the whole year of 2013. There was a lot of change going on and growing up. 2014 is really looking up for me and I finally have some time to write some poetry down and share it with you guys! A few months ago I went with a friend to take a pottery class and left feeling so inspired to write. I vowed to write as much as possible and that is what I plan to do :) Writing has always been like therapy for me and I do need it now, haha. I hope you enjoy what is to come!

    -Tootsie

     
  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 6:35 pm on July 11, 2011 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Pretend, regret   

    Pretend 


    I pretend I’m okay

    I pretend that my world is the same

    I pretend I’m alive

    I pretend to survice

    I pretend not to care

    I pretend that you’re there

    I pretend to have no fears

    I pretend to be you

    I pretend to have a clue

    I pretend not to miss how I loved

    I wish I never budged

    Maybe then I wouldn’t be sitting here

    Pretending

    Instead surrendering

    To what use to be

     

    *Today I guess it was repetition day :)…this poem is for some one special–hope you like it <3

     

     
    • Orb 3:00 pm on July 29, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      It’s good to see you let the feelings out in words, keep at it your gift.

  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 6:32 pm on July 11, 2011 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , miss, simple things   


    I miss the way  I could lay my head on the clouds

    And forget about the world

    I miss the night cool breeze

    That gently swayed me to sleep

    I miss the sunlight that warmed my face

    I miss the rain drops that caress my curves as they fell

    I miss the dance of the leaves by my feet

    I miss the smell of freshly cut grass

    I miss it all

    I miss sanity

     
    • Orb 3:02 pm on July 29, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      paint pictures with words here

  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 6:24 pm on July 2, 2011 Permalink | Reply  

    Abstract 


    If you try to find me

    You have to go deep

    Deep within yourself

    Deeper outside the box

    I’m not ordinary

    I’m not easily found

    Don’t confuse me with a puzzle

    Where the pieces all seem to match

    Mines are ever changing;

    With the blink of an eye

    They are sometimes hard to catch

     

    I’m abstract art

    Placed in a dull room

    You either see me

    And can make some sense of it all

    Rigidness to smoothness

    Curves to plateaus

    Or you simply can’t and move on

    Because your mind is closed

     

    I’m  not like you

    At times I’m nothing like me

    I have no definition

    Because I’m yet to be set free

     

    If you are lucky enough to find me

    Don’t sell me out

    Instead hide with me

    Or I will leave with all the pieces of  you

     
  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 6:18 pm on July 2, 2011 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Hound dogs, insanity,   

    Hound Dogs 


    Hound dogs clawing at the walls in my mind

    Trying to unleash

    My hidden thoughts

    Things that don’t make sense

    Things that should be confined

    Perversion, cruelty, deceit,

    Evil doings,

    Simply sick contraptions

     

    The hounds never seem to let up

    Their claws go deeper

    Their vicious growl goes louder

    The walls are weak

    They crumble beneath their paws

     

    Set free

    To wreak havoc

    In an already unstable mind

     

    They hunt,

    They prey

    For the next spot of weakness

    Until there is nothing more to devour

    Until the emptiness

    Swallows me

     
  • Cruzmaria Velazquez 3:33 am on December 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , thaw   

    Thaw 


    The way he says my name

    Makes me smile

    Makes my emotions inflame

     

    The way he shows he care

    Makes me have hope

    That I can be repaired

     

    The way he compliments my every flaw

    Makes me want to dive right into his arms

    And thaw

     

    Thaw, the coldness around my heart

    That no one has ever attained

    It requires some kind of art

    Some kind of persistence

    It takes his good heart

     

    This is my entry for Thursday Poets Rally Week 35

     
    • Carol Ann Hoel 3:40 am on December 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Thawing of the heart – beautiful verses, Tootsie. Thank you for sharing…

    • Scent of my heart 4:04 pm on December 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Sweet, nice Rally entry! Keep writing! Thanks for visiting me!

      • Tootsie 4:23 am on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        TY, I will keep writing! No problem, I love your work

    • thoughtsnotlost 5:06 pm on December 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      So beautiful, what a great read!

    • Olivia 5:53 pm on December 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Good that it’s working out for you.. :)
      Get snug My Dear..

      Love xox

    • iBeingMe 2:38 am on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      nice one

    • Jamie Dedes, all rights reserved 2:22 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Welcome to Potluck, Toosie. Nice entry.

      I hope you are enjoying your visits and vistors. :-)

    • Jingle 2:26 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      got your link finally,
      this is sweet and stunning piece.
      well done…

      Thanks for the outstanding contribution.
      Cheers!

      • Tootsie 3:21 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you.
        Thanks for all of your hard work-very much appreciated :)

    • booguloo 3:06 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Someone who can put this kind of work together is anything but broken. ..smiles..

    • Tootsie 3:22 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for your kind words :)

    • dan 5:30 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Not only are you repaired, but better than ever. Your heart if full of love. Happy rally.

    • Darlene 5:40 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      enjoyed, hope you continue onward with your poetry writing

      • Tootsie 5:50 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Glad you enjoyed! I certainly will continue writing :)

    • athursdayschild has a long way to go and much to be thankful for. 6:14 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I think my own husband was sent to help me repair. Nice poem.

    • Tootsie 6:45 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      How sweet <3

    • Sumit Sarkar 9:50 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I love your poetry..

      “The way he compliments my every flaw
      Makes me want to dive right into his arms
      And thaw”

      Nice work :)

    • Papo 11:02 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      glad to see persistence being key, to thawing your heart free..

    • Marlee-I Mystic 11:30 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I know this feeling all too well. What a wonderful sentiment

    • Vishwas Anand 2:14 pm on December 18, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Wonderful depiction:)

    • Glory 3:51 pm on December 18, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      beautiful flow.

    • lnfiniterainbow 2:06 am on December 19, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Icicle heart
      Seek Healing Path :)

      Rique’

    • introspeak 8:58 am on December 19, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Hey Tootsie, Thanks for stopping by my blog.
      You write so well. Ah, someone who compliments your every flaw; What a nice feeling it is. Reading it makes me want to go find that lady who can make me forget all my flaws when she jumps into my arms :)

    • SeaGlass 1:13 pm on December 19, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      There’s a lot being said here, and it’s a brave move to share poetry with other people. What I’d suggest is concentrating on really distilling what you’re saying and trying to work out why your experience of these feelings or emotions is unique to you- why, in effect, is your experience special or different? The goal in poetry should be to reveal something new about human experience. You might consider looking at this subject from the perspective of someone completely different from yourself- someone of the opposite sex, a different cultural background, a different species, even! It’s worth experimenting a little and finding something new and unique to tell other people. Good luck and happy writing!

    • Roy Smith 2:16 pm on December 19, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      sweet and nicely written

    • dasuntoucha 12:04 am on December 20, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Touching words...felt.

    • lmcgregor 8:41 pm on December 20, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Fanatastic, Liked the rhyming pattern as well

    • Leo (Leonnyes) 2:13 pm on December 22, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      awesome. one guy worth meeting, eh Tootsie? cool.

    • gracefulglider 6:46 pm on December 23, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      i like the simplicity in this piece…. touching!

    • meirozavian 3:57 pm on December 24, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      So…so Nice. Love it !!

    • meirozavian 5:26 am on December 27, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Lovely.

      Happy new year!!

    • Tootsie 4:11 pm on December 27, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you everyone for your kind words..IT REALLY MEANS A LOT :) hope you all had an awesome christmas and I will be updating as soon as I get on my comp :)

    • megzone 3:41 pm on January 14, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      whooaaa…!!! i simply love this poem :D
      its just brilliant :D
      the last para simply takes the cake :D

      here from Jingle’s Rally.. You can find my poem at
      http://megzone.wordpress.com/2011/01/12/i-dance/

    • Jingle 12:25 am on January 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      How are you?

      Want to make more poetic friends? You have to become a participant and stay active with fellow poets. Join Us Now, it is free and fun!

      Please leave your link under my agreement post when you are ready…Poetry Awards are assigned upon completion…Hope to see you in…

      Your poetry rocks!
      Keep Writing, Happy 2011!
      xx

      let me know if you wish to take the perfect poet award for week 36, and enter for week 37 poets rally.
      best regards.

    • lunawitch15 9:58 pm on February 21, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      I finally got a chance to read some of yours back. :)
      They are awesome!

    • D 6:25 am on June 10, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      God gave u a gift with poetry and no one can ever change that, you should post more poems we miss you.

    • Tootsie 7:20 pm on June 30, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      <3

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