#ellasophia

[theellasophia]

Brown flesh, brown heart, brown dress cling to my bones.

Brown land, brown trees, brown soil, brown walls of this home.

Good enough for earth, good enough for plants, good enough to call home.

See it in the birds, see it in the rocks, see its place in natures home.

Brown wood to the flame, brown dirt to the grave,

Good enough to bury forgotten names, and kingly reigns.

Brown cling to all a persons bones.

Dark womb, dark grave.

For eyes that see,

Brown is our beloved home.

Poem 7 of the My Poor Lady Collection by Ellasophia 🌸✨💚

[theellasophia]

In death I could be anything.

In life I was in a box.

Who placed me there ?

Who lay this lid atop my head ?

Where was the screw to unscrew ?

Why not the lightest of touch enough to break free ?

Who lay this lid atop of me ?

Poem 4 of the My Poor Lady Collection by Ellasophia 🌸✨💚

[theellasophia]

they ban me from the books, they ban me from the school, they ban me from my skin, they ban me from my hair, they ban me from my body, they ban me from my love, they ban me from the house, they ban me from the job, they ban me from my birth, they ban me from this land, they ban me from the mountaintop, they ban me from the dream...

life, for me, was never but a dream.

they ban me all over this place. they ban my flesh and bones.

but no ban lay where my soul go. the ban of their ban wrap them in death.

while my soul fly free, theirs lay in unrest.

Poem 5 of the My Poor Lady Collection by Ellasophia 🌸✨💚

[theellasophia]

Without love life became a bore. I felt unhinged by my own aloneness.

Stuck waiting in a quiet place away from both the noise and the peace.

It was the uncomfortable aloneness of not having anyone there to hear my heart stop.

Poem 2 of the My Poor Lady Collection by Ellasophia 🌸✨💚

[theellasophia]

silent shores when i speak. silence around me when i weap.

who knock at my door ?

my flesh speak, but my soul do not answer.

distance in my heart,

sand to sand, desert to desert.

near but far.

people near me, but my soul remain far. my mind wander far.

my heart squeeze me. reminding me i'm awake,

when i wish to be asleep.

Poem 6 of the My Poor Lady Collection by Ellasophia 🌸✨💚

[theellasophia]

What is fear but a virus to one’s soul.

Sinking its claw in, with body aching to let go.

Feeding upon one’s pain. Feeding upon one’s hope.

All consuming in its composition. Overpowering in its competition.

Conflicting with my love, conflicting with my heart.

I take a step forward, but fear, it pulls me back.

Not nice and neat.

No, it drag me by my hair. It pull me by my bone. It gouge my eye out. It puncture my breast.

It hath no mercy.

It steal my home.

For it was a virus,

reeking havoc on my soul.

Poem 9 of the My Poor Lady Collection by Ellasophia 🌸✨💚

[theellasophia]

I keep my tired bones at my desk.

The work stole me from my place.

I went home at night,

but left my mind at my desk.

Their soulless eyes searching me for fault I dare not bare.

Their voices speaking ill of thee.

I dare not take myself home with me.

No reason to face myself,

I hath no energy for this life.

I hath no energy to put up a fight.

I ask life take me in the night.

But still I awake,

and must go on with this life.

Poem 8 of the My Poor Lady Collection by Ellasophia 🌸✨💚

[theellasophia]

Person to person. They were all the same.

The unbearable sameness kept lunging itself at my bare breast.

No armor of protection sent in my unsameness, or in my dear honor.

Was I not wanted to succeed? Was I not welcome in success-land in all of my unsameness?

They wanted me to be the same. But sameness I could not bear.

Let the heat brazen my chest,

let the cold frozen my bones,

wrap me in a blanket of death.

But sameness my heart could not bear.

Poem 3 of the My Poor Lady Collection by Ellasophia 🌸✨💚

[theellasophia]

Bridge by bridge

Over the river

Where my heart lay yonder

My old pieces lay hanging

They tried to jump off

But they lay hanging

from the bridge

that wouldn’t let them jump

Poem 1 of the My Poor Lady Collection by Ellasophia 🌸✨💚

[gparadinha]

Lol we were just having a nice cuddle and then she started demanding back scratches and now I can't stop. #ellasophia #spoiled #ignoremylaundrypile

[gparadinha]

What it's like to vacuum with Ella #ellasophia #whateverhelps

[gparadinha]

Where are the other drugs going?!?! #sweartome #ellasophia

[gparadinha]

Lol she told us to shut up so she could concentrate on walking #ellasophia