The Shipwrecked
written by: Luiz Syphre
@luizsyphre
Whatever is the pay for your presence
command it and I will part seven seas
to gift you my devotion and essence
then owe hell an eternity for thee
you see, I roam homeless, lost and astray
from port to port there’s no permanent door
now against winds of fate, sailing your stay
in a tempest’s core, I soar to your shore
a beacon glows and sweet rays to me flow
it is your lighthouse that signals me home
but then I hear the woe of long ago blow
afflictions of a loveless heart syndrome
I lost your beck and wreck by Corner’s Bay
now, flecks of my broken heart swim your way
I immigrated to the states from Mexico at age 12 and I quickly fell in love with poetry after my grandfather read some of his poems to me. However, at 18, I had a young family and that left very little time for this endevour as I started working to support us. I returned to adult school to finish my diploma. At that time I developed a severe depression that I still struggle with to this day, but I found it to be a great source of inspiration as well. Today I live in Los Angeles and I'm divorced. I have two children I see whenever possible and two adult kids. Both my Grandfather and his brother are award winning poets and journalists, with one, (Bartolome Delgado DeLeon) having a street, library and a prestigious national poet award in his honor.
Most of my pieces come from personal experience and true to me. Sometimes my material is raw, other times murdeous, and yet other times romantic, but always me, 100% authentic guaranteed.
Most of my pieces come from personal experience and true to me. Sometimes my material is raw, other times murdeous, and yet other times romantic, but always me, 100% authentic guaranteed.
Latest posts by Luiz Syphre (see all)
- Whiskey Fantasy - September 7, 2023
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- Sins of The Holy - January 9, 2023
