By Martina Dones Gorriceta and Sonny Lim

Every thing has a soul,
Even dust has emotions…
subterranean beings moving freely
to make good vibrations underneath…

As the ocean always
greet you with a wave
or the rain weeps
for your lost dear Beloved?

Every things are connected
So is your mind and your soul
but why your curiosity
Mock’s thy Existence!?

You tried to fly to the
Rhythm of your madness
As you spread your
Make-believe wings

The wind has taken to you
To an endless travel
To seek for you salvation,
which in the end was never found

Now are you Tired?
Oh Spring of Life
quench his thirst
by your water sprites

Feed his Body of
Never ending Life!
And Open his eyes for him
to see our subsurface lives!

Is this what lies beneath
the surface?
Of life you questioned and
Of life you once new

Listen as the trees tell you
To lay upon the lapels of the earth
Listen as they speak the words
Of the unknown

By Martina Dones Gorriceta

Let me start by saying
I am in lust with you
You satisfy my every need
of ecstasy

Every minute and every hour
I masturbate with the fantasy
of having you inside my mouth

You seduce me by your warnings
I want to start with my fingers
until I get a hold of you
Take me to highest peak of climax
For I will forever be your
Slave

Lift me up so high
Up to heavens where I could
almost touch the sky
I never want to end this feeling
of desire

I look at you salaciously
for I can never look at you
any other way
Come over and take me away
as we journey to the world
of conjoining efforts
to rule by it
only me and you

You are like a disease I cannot cure
If they try to treat me
They would only lock me up
where I cannot even touch you

I crave for your luscious taste
of wanting and needing you
The touch on my lips
is impeccable, I am still thirsty
with your powerful scent

Let me smell you and want you
for as long as I live
for as long as nature will allow me

I want you
I need you
I desire you
I breathe with you

My desire for you will never end

I….
want to….
smoke you

I lust you my CIGARETTE

By Martina Dones Gorriceta

In an unknown realization of reality
We step to a great uncertainty
One more big leap to the shadow of salvation
We recognize destruction as we find creation

Lift up your hearts to a never ending story of life
Of hope, of peace, and of truth that cuts like a knife
Raise your hands upon the air of colorful skies
Its time to become who we can be, for now the time just flies

Life
A creation of love and mostly lust
In an utmost population of the world
Most of us are unwanted
Some of us are just “there”

Hope
An endless expectation of “what if”
It is the desire of one’s heart
A wish is a wanderer
Heaven of a dreamer

Peace
Of our mind, soul, and our heart
It is not the opposite of war
It is a state where we can be at ease
It is a time for unity and more understanding

Truth
It hurts, down to the deepest wound
Can be words or actions
Is this our way of redemption,
Or the purity and the reality of actuality?
Rescue us from the gloom of what may seem escape
They call it salvation, I call it fabrication
To lie about saving another only to save themselves
As we cry for help, no one was saved

So we have come to the end of our conversation
Of “The truth shall set you free”
Where do we go from here?
Is this the time when you sit in a chair
Of another empty dream?

(A Collaboration Poetry of Martina Dones Gorriceta and Sonny Lim)

I want to get drunk upon the fluids of lust
From where I stand I want to lay down
to find an illusion
Who can fuck my mind
To whom I will own one moment of
Cosmic connection

Let me wear out the energy of two
Bodies exploring each other
Of pure lust without a hint of affection
I want to only use my hands for certain
Purposes
Of creation, exploration, and imagination

Every time our eyes meet
at the bottom of that
Filthy glass of wine
All is blurry like your life
Fades from blood red to white

Oh my subconscious mind, hitting me
So hard in my behind
Should I make it stop? Or should I
Just play dead and lie?
My answer is for you to decide…

Quench this lustful desire
Fill it up with a glass of pleasure
Make me tipsy of your intoxicating
Eyes, lies, flies away to the void
That I make every time you’re
around…

Round, round, and round into a spiral
It will never stop, stop me you said
As the man of god, gods, and goddesses
Don’t fool me old man I also read
The Book of God… Lead, Bleed, Sleep
Into eternal slumber… all I only have
is me and my bottle of wine…

As I empty tthe bottom of illusion
No words can describe the euphoria in the state
Of your delusion
Fuck my imagination of drunkenness
With cosmic waves and empty heart

Let us leave behind our past and present
No more they should see my clarity
Eyes wide open commencing
This wild yet fulfilling desire

I move closer to hit the spot of endless ecstasy
To reach the climax of undying wasted time
Goodnight and Goodbye with a hand sign
In the air that no one can defy

By Martina Dones Gorriceta

I am least inspired in the sight of your eyes
When the world only revolves around you
For which I am certain this will never last
This will never be, there will never be

I play with my words like you play with my heart
On the verge of disguise of this infinite pretensions
Leave me alone and leave the lights off
I don’t want to see any of these

When tomorrow comes it will be the same
For the next day, the next month, and so on and so forth
When and where does it end?
Like a rainbow without ROYGBIV that only circulates in the horizon
That blinds our eyes thinking we can find something that the end

Oh but there is none
None of which I am
No more heartfelt words or feelings for that matter
I am no longer useful to you as you are to me

Let me take my heart back now
I might find some one else who might find it useful
Who might…
I do not want to mention the word…
Too cliché, over used….
“Love”
My heart that you used to own

Leave it be
Leave it where it’s suppose to be
Leave my heart
Leave me
Leave me now
Leave

By Martina Dones Gorriceta

Love
Four letter word of indefinite
Definition
A vague description
of what you see on TV
It hurts you, it makes you happy
Sometimes it just fucks up your life
Sometimes you may realize that
you’re better off

Love
is a decision you make
Yet it still surprises you
It gives you wings
to fly in the span
of unlimitted imagination
Sometimes love is just
pure imagination

Love
is when two people meet
then what?
What is love there?
Where is love there?
I don’t know

Love
in sickness and in health
till death do we part
As we part
I die

Poetry
random thoughts of wisdom
and of heart
of pure emotions of the mind
To play with words
that rhymes with the wind

Poetry
of sorrow and of pain
of love, hate and whatnot
of fucked up life
and happiness

Poetry
in sickness and in health
till death do we part
As we part
I die

Cigarettes
You make me calm
You make me high
You may me think
You make me fly

Cigarettes
I cry and weep with you
You never left my side
In all I do

Cigarettes
Like a lover in the night
you wake me up
to inhale your smoke
till I fall asleep

Cigarettes
in sickness and in health
till death do we part
As we part
I die

By Martina Dones Gorriceta

Embrace the colors of the earth
as we fulfill the connection
of our spirits;

We are the universe,
we are the spirits that flies
to the air that we breathe,

like the unborn children we swim
to the ocean of the unkbown;
What is beyond?

As we glide to the lapes
of what may seem cashmere,
we land to a place called freedom;

We open our eyes to a world
we have created;
As paradise in our own heads;

It is a never ending concept
pf truth beyond truth,
of what lies beneath,

and as we gather around
redy to leap beyond our means
to touch the sky with bare hands,

we have surpassed the greatest
moment of our imagination
of an abstract painting of life;

As we slip upon the realityback in time
we no longer are…
Afraid to step to the beyond;

I too, have embraced the power
of our infinite fantasy,
of intertwined belonging;

We have reached home
through our eareness to have
a mind and a soul.

sonnnyredjin:

I would like you to know
Everything about myself
On how my Heart and Mind
Sometimes are not aligned…

Sometimes I get Anxious
Especially when I’m with you
To say the right words but
Not to hurt and embarrass you…

I am a poet on my own
Came from a family of no grace
God forsaken so it seem
This is how I see it… Nothing…

i have more words to say
Yet time is still the factor
I know that life is so short
But you left me with no choice…

I Have to Go…

Here’s my answer Sonny 

I understand your reason
There are no more questions to ask
As you have made your decision
What can I say to make you stay

For you said that you came
From a family of no grace
I say I don’t care
For we will be free in the end

Yet you have chosen to leave
What is your purpose to come to me
and break me in the end?
What is the purpose of your existence?

Have you ever wondered why the sky is blue?
Or why the rainbow is of different hue?
These are as vague as I can get to the
Utmost feeling of regret

Regret to have known and embrace
The world you have shown
Even as anxious as you say
I too, get nervous, whenever I am around you

No words have hurt or have embarrassed
As you have thought
Your words my dear are indeed
The true existence of a poet

Heart, mind, and soul
Words are words played by you
Time is a chance we have to take
Life is indeed short

Please do not go…