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The Mirror

Posted by Ana Castillo on Thursday, November 27, 2014, In : Poetry

Standing

Eyes wide open

Open field

Field of flowers

Flowers of love

Love of lust

Lust for him

Him being wrong

Wrong for me

Standing.

I see the past.

Past voices.

Voices that speak.

Speak loud and scream

Scream to forget

Forget those reflected

Reflected in the mirror.

Mirror of imagination

Imagination of the young

Young and innocent

Innocent and unaware

Unaware of the world.

World of evil

Standing

Tears pouring down

Down on lost trust

Trust to not break promises

Promises that are consumed

Consumed with lies

Lies that cree...

Shadow

Posted by Ana Castillo on Friday, June 20, 2014, In : Poetry

Produce of light
Following everywhere
Who are you?
Why do you follow me?
Wake when I awake
But leave when I sleep

Are you the protagonist of my dreams?
I cannot see me when I close my eyes
And Enter this Nocturnal world.
I see you, dark shadow
Carrying my emotions

Are you observing my actions?
Punishing me for the wrongs.
Reminding the sorrows to coexist with Happiness.
You are.
Always there beside me.

I never startled at your existence
Only the first time I met you.
I do not recall.
Yet, never do you remin...

I Missed You...

Posted by Ana Castillo on Sunday, January 12, 2014, In : Poetry

I wouldn't dwell on the past,
unless I wanted you here present.
The past was good.
It was all joy
I was confused, felt like a toy
Mesmerized. 
Spoke enough, then too much,

You live, learn, accept.
Your gone, now back.
Then gone, and back.
Forgive me but you must stay.
I must taste your lips again.
Your the poison that I picked,
I wish to bleed its joyous pain.

To not be sane, or ready.
Would be a great mistake,
Endeavored in your being, I'd
Love to have thee.

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Yours Truly

Ana Castillo

Bronx, Ny

Media Studies Major at Queens College Photographer, Writer and Enthusiast The world is my my book, I edit the pages.

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