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UNTITLED
Mich Moraga

From desolation,
I have succumbed to the shallowest
Of human desires;
Of seeking company through carnal pleasures.
But I sank deeper in solitude
As he wrapped his arms around me
With malevolence,
Touched my body and gave me shame,
Kissed my lips and taught me
Deception.
What I felt was angst of reality.
Forsaken, confused and misused,
T'was better
To have lived in desolation
And remained in the darkness of my realms.



Not knowing how to live, she kept on living -
and not knowing how to die, she went on writing...

-- TRISTAN CORBIERE, THE CONTUMACIOUS POET
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MASQUERADE
Mich Moraga

As I watch the sun set
There's a rush that soothes me
As darkness overpowers the light and
Takes me into his embrace.
There, I'm hidden from the world
But I am not alone.
There my love awaits.
For tonight, I can just write the saddest lines.

I close my eyes,
And let the cold wind take me away
Far beyond ---
In a place where darkness loves me
As much as I love him;
In a place where he needs me
As much as I need him to appease the lust
That consumes my flesh
In a place where there are no expectations,
No deceptions and no pain.
There, he'd cradle me in his arms
And be put to sleep
So that tomorrow,
I can find my strength to exist.

It's a masquerade.
But loneliness drains me everyday
And if not be,
Tonight, I can just write the saddest lines.



UNTITLED
Mich Moraga

I may wander alone
In the pit of darkness
But I shall never despair.
For that's the only place
Where I can find my peace.

There, I can take off my mask
And undress my soul…
This is when I am most beautiful
For even darkness
Covets me...

But no one else could see.

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