Alondra
The names;
There's something
In the names;
They can't be accidental;
Too many
I can recognize
And when it feels familiar
I can't escape
From their fate
New fantasy poem-microstory by Jazalyn
Premise: A never lover encounters the name Alondra and a memory awakens of a passionate love She wished to live long before Her emotions faded for good.
Words are my destiny
And I get engaged
In every combination
Or rearrangement of letters
I have encountered before
Either in my thinking
Or as expression of talking
I could not help
But notice
Your new girl
And even though there were many
Worth to inspect
This was a surprise;
Do you want to send me a message
With this choice?
Maybe not to me
But to someone else
Because I can't ignore
Her Mexican aura
That will always resonate
With me;
How do you know
What the name Alondra
Means to me?
Maybe you saw
That I named Alondra
My geometrical collection
That I held for a day
And then I abandoned
Because I could not see
Any evolution
But my sense of geometry
Isn't gone
As you can see
Neither the mnemonics I have
From Alondra's love
I can sense
A change of heart in me
So I'm not fond
Of the first Alondra I knew anymore
But She will always be
In my memory
Especially now
That I admire Her more
For Her courage
To make such a career change
That took me by surprise
When I learned about it
A while ago
In my early days
I wished I was Her
Still I'm not sure
It was Her
Who made
The major impact
In my emotions
But it's true
She played a big role
And Her beauty
In Her curly red hair
Her green eyes
And Her fleshy lips
Was not the only reason
The way He was talking to Her
The way He was calling Her:
"My life"
She meant everything to Him;
He would do anything
To meet Her
And share a moment
With Her;
Too bad He is dead
For I would love
To see more of Him
Out of curiosity
For evolution
Of my own life
I could not help
But be moved;
Maybe He made me love
Not She
Because truth to be told
She was kind of cold
But perhaps She was trapped
In the passive female nature
Or I have mistaken Her calmness
With coldness
I fell in love
As I was becoming witness
Of Their passion
And intensity of romance
I am now ashamed to say
I would then be flattered to have
In my own path
But this dream
Has long faded
My feelings have shifted
And if I realize better
They were never here
In the first place
For I never had any intention
Or tendency
For intimacies
Outside of the extent
Of being unavoidably affected
By the chaotic emotions
That were brainstorming me
From various environments
In nature
And artificially
But somehow I retained
A stationary stance
Seasons have changed
And I'm starting to think
It's less probable
To live such a love
But then I remember
That just when I throw an object in waste
Then I magically need it
All this time
I was waiting for love
To come
As a statue-esque ghost
And probabilistically
But it's true
That I never saw it
As something necessary
Perhaps now
That I finally got it
Out of my mind
Having managed to escape
From society's influence
Maybe now is my time
To live it
Truthfully
And realistically
Like I dreamed of
The first time
The name Alondra
Entered my mind
*Originally Published in Jazalyn's Wattpad in March 8, 2021
