Endearing and fearing

So these next few poems/ lyrics are a little embarrassing for me because they are more intimate, personal and graphic.  Touchy subjects so let you imagination flow

Karla Mera

All my ex-lovers
For all my lovers, I chose to leave
They chose to lead themselves away
I don't know why. Were they afraid?
was their only intent to get laid?
Now I'm longed for and sought after
say you miss me and my laughter
my smile, my tits, my body, my bliss
Make you want me, make you wish
I've not forgotten the good times
sex and lies
and grain and wine
I'm a sex god, a prodigy
of wit and clit

(Date: 2011     by: Karla Mera)



Just as we are now
Sweat soaked sheets, you are delightful
caress bare back, our kisses vocal
and he dreams beneath the harsh sun beams
I cast a shadow, watch the breathing
safe and sound I have no reason
why right now wouldn't be the perfect time to die
why right now wouldn't be the perfect place to lye
happy and floating around
hoping I don't hit the ground
Where we are sun rays do the kissing
for us, sun rays non stopping
so we can look back and say that was us
and no one saw us
Just as we are now
Holding my breath while you grasp my hand
Stare into your eyes
I know you know baby
I know the contours of your body
fingers slide on skin
Soulful healing
you girl are more than just endearing

Gattaca

I saw Gattaca again the other day and felt inspired to write a poem I titled of coarse, Gattaca.
I'm quite proud of it.    Also attach are some older writings from my youth.

Gattaca
The concept of body and mind
in which we intertwine
our thoughts and actions
are only a fraction
of what the universe holds
Choosing to hide and deceive
what humans normally perceive
Shunned from actuality
only to be protected by practicality
What is real anymore?

(Date: 5/25/2011   By: Karla Mera)


De-flowered
Flowers all around me and I need to be watered
Petals puling slowly . To know is to be deflowered
I know he knows that I can't be consoled
for him I'm not the only bud that lost its soul

(Date: 2008   By: Karla Mera)


Untitled - inspired by  Women's Studies class
You got those crazy eyes again
Darlin' you got me beggin'
Tell me where my place is
Scream and tell me how dumb I is
Because when you touch me it hurts
When I hold you it hurts
and for some strange reason I don't work
I do everything right, so wrong
And for some strange reason we don't work
Someday honey you'll be gone
on that day I'll know we were wrong

(Date: 2/11/2009     By: Karla Mera)


Currently I am watching Lady GaGa's Inside the Outside special and though I am not the biggest fan of her music (I do Love most of her songs) I respect her as a self made artist, business women, entrepreneur and motivator. She's great

Becoming Public With my Poetry

I have so many note books upon notebooks from age 12 to now of writings and poetry that i have hidden from the world because i was too shy and to afraid of criticism
I wasn't sure if I would be good enough in other peoples eyes and now at 21 I want to expose myself.
I want my Friends, Family and strangers to give me their input. I am proud of my writings, poetry and lyrics

and yes i have copy written all of these
if you like what you read let me know, if you know people who buy songs... tell them about me :)

So here is goes:

Standing, Walking, Flying
Standing is pointless
Walking is useless
Flying, well flying is a risk
A risk few are willing to take
... but the only way to succeed

(Date: unknown By: Karla Mera)



Put Down & Put Out
Cool air rides down my cloth-less back
You strum away on your guitar
(While) the clock continually complicates
I stare on, brushing off fate
please, just put down your guitar
We have run out of time
Let bare legs intertwine
Love can be found at the center of our souls
Where he's been every night, each one I wish I froze
One last time
Where'd you go?

(Date: 2007   By: Karla Mera)




Untitled
If I could drink my night towards you
I would do it, I'd do you
Green and Grey eyes
Mezmorise
and who between two thighs
If I should give in so easily
Sweep my off my feet
To your bed, set me free
In and out of self awareness
In and out, In and out
Bent limbs and in all fareness
putting out, making us both speechless

(Date: 2008   By: Karla Mera)