NO!

 

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A thousand petals

Wine and chocolates

Perfect!

Always perfect!

Perfect to me

Never perfect to you

A hundred proposals

And a hundred no’s

A thousand nights of tears

Heartbreaks and regrets

Tormented thoughts from all your no’s

Why “no”?

What’s wrong with me?

And once again

I try again

The perfect scene

A diamond ring

My charming smile

My special tux

And still you say no!

No?!

Give me a “yes”!

A “yes”…or something close to it

I crawl back into my hole

And swim in an abyss of tears

Anger

Rage

Hurt

Bitterness

The shackles that bind me

 This has now become my mission

I no longer love you

I’m just…

I just…

And then it dawns on me

“I’m addicted!”

Addicted to your indifference

Addicted to your rejection

Addicted to your “no’s”

I’m an addict!

Lost in a cocoon of misery

A star-eyed lunatic

In search of a “yes”

From the lips of my tormentor

I no longer love you

What I feel is…

I…

Come on!

I need a “yes”!

Free me from this misery!

Just give me a “yes”!

Say yes!

Please say yes!

 

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STRANGERS

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When?

When did we throw caution to the wind?

Living life with no care

Unconcerned about the distance between us

The silence

Those conversations that should have happened

When?

When did we become strangers?

 
 

This was never the plan

It all started out so well

Now, it’s slowly becoming a distant memory

You seem to have moved on

Have you?

I can’t tell

Cos’ you are now a stranger

Please, when did we become strangers?!!!

 
 

I still remember how hard I fell for you

How silly I acted around you

I would walk all night just to see you at dawn

So far away I lived from you

Yet, the distance didn’t really matter

The distance made me fight harder

So tell me…

When did we become strangers?

 
 

We both did wrong

We let the fire burn out

We got so comfortable

We no longer threw in the logs

We watched the fire die

Tolerating our flaws

But not really caring for each other anymore

Oh lord…that’s how we became strangers!

 
 

Here I am reminiscing

Waiting for you to come back to me

And there you are

Holding on to the ring of another

What can I do to win your heart again?

Tell me, Mi Amour

I can’t bear the “what ifs”

I can’t be a stranger anymore

 

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Your Love

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Take me to your secret place

Let me abide under your shadow

As I drink in your beauty

Shaken by your glory

I worship!

Intoxicated by this love

Sweet and filling

True and untainted

YOU!

You are love!

You are Lord!

I ponder on this love story

All I see is the cross

The nails

The pain

And then the glory

Oh, my best love story!

It might mean so little to some

But to me it means everything

You mean everything to me

Your love is unquestionable

Your love…like a soft blanket around me

Protecting me

Molding me

Keeping me warm

I yield to you

Freeing myself to be filled

To drown in this beautiful pool of perfection

Perfect love

I yield to you

Perfect you are

Perfect your love is

Your love

My perfect blanket

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WHITE

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Clothed in white

Not dead

Not in Heaven

Not even at my wedding

Far from it

All in white

Running down the hallway

Searching for the exit door

Overdosed on drugs

Staring at faces so unfamiliar

Laughter as loud as thunder

Insanity all around me

Running as fast as I can

Cages

Locked doors

Needles and insanity

Im running

Lost in a labyrinth

Searching for an exit door

The doctors chase me down the hallway

Like demons in a nightmare

They all look enraged and desperate

Yelling and cursing

Warning and screaming

I need a way out!!!

An open window!

A trapdoor!

Anything!

I need a way out!!!

The drugs begin to kick in

I cant feel my tongue anymore

My heart is racingpoundingfluttering

My legs betray me

My sight fails me

The hallway begins to morph

Im no longerI cant

The doctors now look like huge ugly insects

I fall on the ground

But it feels like a bed

Its soft

I close my eyes

Welcoming the soft clouds

Drifting off

Into my little world of beautiful insanity

 

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HIDDEN FANGS

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Web of sin

Web unseen

Evil done in the dark

Leaving hidden marks

Softly done

Guilt gone

Conscience sold

Truth untold

Things hidden in a closet

More awards to collect

No one needs to know

As long as it doesn’t show

Manipulating minds

A curtain they hide behind

Showing off artificial halos

Dangerous fellows!

They camouflage their horns

With pretty shiny crowns

They hide their fangs

Behind smiles and generous hands

But behind the closet doors

Lies a dungeon of horror

Truth unseen

So they continue to sin

Luring their prey

Serving promises with gold trays

They spin their webs

Catching millions in their web

With just one promise…fame!

A chance to be in the game

To run the world

And gain the world

Sugar on their lips

They roam the world

With hidden fangs

And generous hands

 

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THE CLOCK SPEAKS

THE CLOCK SPEAKS

 

A little love

A little care

A little food

A little of what you have

Just a little to quench this thirst

A little, my dear

I see you complain of that which you have

I hear you complain that it’s not exactly what you want

If only I could have just a little

If only I could sip a little

To quench this thirst

If only I could nibble a little

And quench this probing hunger

If only I could rest a little

Under the mango tree you care not for

If only I could lie down a little

On that bed you hate so dearly

If only I could laugh a little

At the jokes you no longer find funny

If only I could live a little

This life you take for granted

And maybe enjoy a little of this health you don’t even notice you have

Good health I do seek for

To have a little of what you have

To sit under the roof of this house you no longer desire

To hear your little ones babble and laugh

This you no longer have time for

I hear them ask for you every day

But you are never around

If only you could see

Truly open your eyes

And notice how fast the clock ticks

Not slow

Fast!

Every second you lament

You lose a moment

A moment you shouldn’t have lost

You lose a moment to give thanks

A moment to laugh a little

A moment to live a little

If only you can hear the clock

Truly hear the clock tell the time

Oh, it speaks!

Tick-tock. . .tick-tock

Time goes. . . Time goes

Open your eyes, precious one

See how fast the clock ticks

It speaks!

Smile more

Love more

Laugh more

Live more

Love some more

Live some more

Tick-tock. . .tick-tock

 

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Let Me Weep

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Let me weep

Let me weep that I may be satisfied

That I may flush out this pain deep within

Deep within my heart

This pain that causes me to…ohhhh!

This pain!

Birthed from betrayal, loss and grief

Let me weep!

Let me weep and rid myself of this filth

I don’t wish to choke

I just want to purge myself of this yoke

It’s heavy and it’s…it’s heavy!

It’s been five days now

And it’s been weighing me down

I feel twenty pounds heavier

Let me weep!

Let me get rid of this yoke!

It’s heavy!

Let the dam break

Let the tears pour

Oh, let them pour!

My heart weeps

My eyes leak

Let me weep until I can weep no more

Let me weep!

 

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LITTLE WRITER GIRL

LITTLE WRITER GIRL

 

Little Writer Girl

I see your pain

You sit in the shadows

You pour out your heart in ink

Your sheet is filled

Your lips may be pink

But you speak no words

All you do is sink!

You sink into an abyss of sorrow

You glance at the mirror and see another

A wrong reflection!

You see the “you” you are creating

A picture of a girl lost in the woods

A child forgotten

A lion injured

You sit on your favorite chair

You spill ink like blood

You stain the sheets of white

Every word tells its own tale

You block out the world

And dish out words

You are disappearing with every written word

You don’t even know it

I see the art

But the image of you is faded

I squint to really see you

But it’s blurry

Where are you?!!

Where is the girl I used to know!!!

Come back home!!!

Don’t be lost in the world you are creating

You are needed here too

Don’t relocate to your world of fiction

Someone here needs you to be great

Someone needs you to see herself clearly

But you are far away

Your words remain

But you are fading

What’s going on?

Wake up, Writer Girl!

Come back home!

Love awaits you on this side

Love you will never see if you fade away

Love you deserve

Love you don’t need to earn

Come back, Writer Girl!

Come home!

 

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WISDOM

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Search for me if you wish

Great and sound words I’ll teach

A path to truth I’ll lead

I’ll pull out the weeds

To give you counsel so priceless

All because of me you’ll be fearless

See how you glow in the dark

I’ll make you leave a mark

They might envy

They are all folly-savvy

Don’t let them break your spirit

Don’t let them make you retreat

Move closer and let me teach you a thing or two

I’m not too far…put on your shoes

I’ll bring you great wealth

I’ll teach you how to live in good health

I’ll make you lead great nations

And give you the antidote to all situations

 

Take a step closer

Let me introduce myself to you

 

“My name is Wisdom

Heed to my instructions

And I’ll protect you”

 

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PREY

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He had her just where he wanted her

Naked and helpless

Her lips were quivering

He could smell her fear

It smelled like “prey”

He could smell himself

He smelled like “lust”

Stunk like sin!

But he didn’t care

He saw her lying on the floor

She was begging

Begging for freedom

Her words were quiet and weak

His punches and blows had weakened her

His kicks had paralyzed her

Her full lips were now bruised

Well, he didn’t need them!

He looked at her swollen eyes

She was crying but he felt no mercy

He had one mission

He had one goal

To devour and be satisfied

He was the predator

And she was the perfect prey

As he unbuckled his pants to fulfill his lust

He felt a blow from behind…HIS HEAD!!!

He froze!

He felt the heat spread from his head

Right down to his toes

Something warm trickled down his back

And, just before the pain enveloped his entire being

He blacked out!

 

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