-kalika

a broken girl next to your shattered pipe, surrounded by people but all of them lie, a room full of hot air and smoke's the vibe, lost in her keyboard so she pays no mind

-kalika

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8 months ago
Unspoken Emotion

Unspoken Emotion

I'm the pain that's settled into the crevices of your dimples when you smile, lurking like cobwebs in the rafters of a home you haven't cleaned in a while.

I am the anger sitting quite earnestly on the edge of your patient lips, anxiously fighting to not give in to haters when you could call in warships.

I am both the disappointment and acceptance you've decidedly faced, pondering longingly as you wonder if all your efforts have been misplaced.

I am the determination held in the firm hand of the most driven fighter, watching as you heed your grandfather's words: "there ain't no hill for a climber."

I am the hope flickering behind your eyes; growing the higher you climb,holding you together like a warm embrace when you want to resign.

I am the satisfaction rising with each breath in your tired chest,realizing you've helped so many to the top, passing life's true test.

-kalika


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8 months ago
Me and Christine
by kalika

A piece of my heart is buried with you, anxiously beating below the sand and soil where you lie.

I kneel next to your grave desperately needing to dig my way back to you.

Maybe if I can retrieve the other half of my heart, you'll somehow come back with it.

Our memories have no rhyme or reason because my heart lacks any consistent beat anymore.

Nearly every ounce of its will throbs tiredly remaining buried beneath the ground, as it rests in the shadow of what was left behind when your soul left your body.

Me & Christine

A piece of my heart is buried with you, anxiously beating below the sand and soil where you lie.

I kneel next to your grave desperately needing to dig my way back to you.

Maybe if I can retrieve the other half of my heart, you'll somehow come back with it.

Our memories have no rhyme or reason because my heart lacks any consistent beat anymore.

Nearly every ounce of its will throbs tiredly remaining buried beneath the ground, as it rests in the shadow of what was left behind when your soul left your body.

-kalika


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8 months ago
Litmus Test
Litmus Test
Litmus Test
Litmus Test

Litmus Test

insurmountable mountains proved moveable on that summer day in July; the world was born to be beautiful, and excellence glazed over the sky.

I ‘stumbled’ into a doubtless morning; the air was crisp and clean, as if the sun rays dared blanket all that my eyes had ever seen.

the clouds whispered in their lover’s ears; and the birds played my favorite song, as I laid there ever-so quietly learning to hum along.

the sunshine kissed your stomach sweetly as the bees went shopping for new trees; and suddenly for a moment, I became who I wanted to be.

our laughter ‘slipped’ harmoniously in tune with nature’s pitch, seducing the trees to dance in windy rhythms; and once again, the world was rich.

I felt the ‘plunge’ of a joyous thrill overwhelm me as I tucked my head into your arms. musing ‘mellow’ and melting ‘yellow,’ my soul bubbled delightfully in your wild skylit warmth.

you ‘sprang’ and ‘spilled’ a wonderland under the love of bright sun beams; as I gazed down at your body, sweat ‘drops’ of dew began to bead;

and down into a land of day lit dreams, I serendipitously ‘fell,’ as they boldly glistened and gleamed lilting a tale they knew oh so well.

they chimed a melody that happily embraced the wishes of rainbows and wind; for these prismatic, dome ‘window panes’ contained all the keys to life’s origins.

they made oasis waves ripple across space, and time came to an end; now, I reminisce about those days in hopes to once again transcend.

Looking back…

I have a rather suspicious guess when I ponder about that lovely whimsical day

that I would have failed a ‘litmus test’ for true love’s kiss had never before done me quite that way.

-kalika

Litmus Test (spoken word)
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insurmountable mountains proved moveable on that summer day in July; the world was born to be beautiful, and excellence glazed over the sky

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8 months ago
I'm Free

I'm Free

A dandelion among the stars,

not a firecracker,

not bright or bound by gravity.

I will be small,

small enough to let my friends feel like stars, boundless and full of purpose.

I will not be envious of their long life, intensity, or luminescence.

I will be happy to be free,

to float,

to live in the wind.

Until the sun rises, I will roam and carry them with me wherever I land;

We’ve come too far to fail.

We’re too close to harmony to not enjoy the solitude of our lives,

to not be grateful for our differences,

to not just be happy under the light of their presence.

I am but a seed

And you,

just a star in the galaxy.

I live in your light,

and you shine because I’m free.

-kalika

I’m Free (spoken word)
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A dandelion among the stars, not a firecracker, not bright or bound by gravity. I will be small, small enough to let my friends feel lik

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