Lux Bellavora

Lux Bellavora Poems

Her mind revolts in deep despair,
She feels she’s sinking in.
It seems that it’s her punishment
For some unacknowledged sin.
...

Today’s the anniversary,
Of the day you became wed.
When both your lives were intertwined,
And both ‘I do’s were said.
...

We are printed
In black ink that stabs their paper-like skin
We are their names
Their souls
...

I guess it must be Christmas day
If you are reading this.
You’ve got what you’ve been asking for
And what was on your list.
...

I don't know what I'm doing anymore. So many plans, so many hopes, so many colorful dreams nestled in my scarred hands. But I stare down at them closely, even though they seem to blur, and then put them on the shelf to dry and settle. My burning feet for once crave to run barefoot in the new pleasures of spring,
...

Sometimes life is just holding out for the right time
To tell you it's alright to cry
and hold your pillow screaming deep
Into the night
...

The second day back is the worst
Why did we even invent Wednesdays?
No longer is the good first impression
Or the pity hello
...

Inside
everything is dark and torrential
Black and filled with squalor
A loud fog that chokes out all
...

9.

So I guess this means we are never
Meant to understand what we want
because it's the universe's
Last cosmic joke to humanity
...

Lux Bellavora Biography

Growing up in a small town has taught me a lot about empathy, and people in general. We all form our own little patterns and beliefs, like soccer practice on wednesdays, and poetry reading at six. And we are all living for something, even those of us who have yet to find it yet.)

The Best Poem Of Lux Bellavora

Pressure

Her mind revolts in deep despair,
She feels she’s sinking in.
It seems that it’s her punishment
For some unacknowledged sin.

She falls down to the dusty ground,
Where tears of stress do lay.
For once she thought it wouldn’t come,
But the pressure came today.

It pushed her down to hard to fight;
A force that wouldn’t give.
A thing that held the reek of death,
And killed the will to live.

It twisted its long fingertips
Down deep into her soul.
It took out all the happiness.
It burned inside like coal.

It seeped within and soaked her through,
Til there was nothing left.
And then the pressure left her there,
Despite its awful theft.

She gathered up her broken self,
More crushed than it had been.
And there she left her solemn tears.
To face the stress again.

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