She's a lot
For her self
Or anybody else
Into a never ending void
And I'll tear you apart too
You sampled the poisen
And it tasted so sweet
Just enough to make you sick
Stay with me
If you want
I won't beg
Monday 24th May 2021 11:10 am
There is some magic in my office chair
It gives me rides here and there
Liberating me from the daily stress
It best knows how to take care.
Although it looks like dilapidated
Its current shape is much anticipated
Yet it offers the best of comfort,
And all my worries are emancipated.
This chair has been a hot seat in the past
This chair can narrate the tales ver...
Thursday 4th March 2021 10:54 am
Being lonely is so wearing
Eyes averted fingers drum
Lasering of furtive glances
Pain of self-conscious hum
Repressed passion lashes
Barricades vast but hidden
Terror of getting through
Fears that come unbidden
Desire versus inhibition
Self-image sorely racked
By corroded self-esteem
Egos that failure hacked
Behaviours only reinforce
Wednesday 21st October 2020 10:45 am
Upon first glance,
I see a Hollywood smile,
an air of intrigue greets passers by.
But, when I look into her eyes,
I see something much different
than her pursed lips convey.
distrust, trauma, fear...
all pushed down, covered
with happy highlights
for the world to see.
Perhaps, it’s simply a reflection
of my insecurities,
Friday 27th March 2020 3:40 am
my brain was a savage
and im sorry i let so many undeserving hands ravage your fragile parts
i didnt think you were worth enough, so thats why i continued to pick and prod, my judgement was tough
im sorry i ripped you to pieces
but now im learning to love all of your creases
with every burise, cut, and scar youre beautiful thin or large
ive learned to keep you close on your worst...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 10:04 am
He loves her but,
she loves him,
but he loves the mirror
like his lost love loves selfies.
Adoration, pointing every direction,
like weather vanes in a hurricane.
Each unware their
is bound to end.
Love lessons often repeat
until we understand that
real love begins within,
then overflows to others,
making the circle of love
Tuesday 26th March 2019 3:39 am
Never let Haters Define you by the box they create for you! They persecute you because they FEAR you and your Greatness!
She crawls on self-defeat
with her sore bare feet.
Jagged cracks play on tiles;
i deem them infantile.
Reflections of old wake
as memories overtake
the waterfall of tears
which draws oh so near.
Waves of empty promises
splash against thi...
Sunday 30th December 2018 7:32 pm
A noun all alone in the white open space is at risk,
if it doesn't know its own definition or purpose.
Without knowing its identity, this noun may search for a verb.
Once it finds this verb, it may begin to become active.
After it is active, it may come to dwell upon passive.
Should this be the case, it may call itself just a subordinate clause.
Still without the sense of cause, ...
Saturday 22nd November 2014 9:23 pm