An expression of thoughts and feelings
Breathe into
today
Bits and pieces
of shattered
Dreams cascade
from swollen eyes
Fragments of
wishes oblivious of nirvana
Splinters of love
lay at feet
Fragments catch
the wind
Leaving a trail
of pain
Slivers of hope peep
between
Darkened clouds
Fragments of life
piecing
Together the
crumbs of tomorrow
As the crumbles
of now disintegrates
Intertwined in
the fragments of fragments
You imagine you are so essential
I am going to set
you open
You are evil,
vile and
A child of God you
are not
First mistake you
made
Was putting the
name of someone
I love in your
mouth traversing a line
Maybe you do not
know what it feels like
To lose someone
you love
Were you high
talking out
The side of your
neck
People have died
for less
And today their
tombstones
Remain unclaimed
Mistake number
two you
Should have never
mentioned his name
To begin with
Someone you have
never met
You have no
respect for those in
Life or death
Did not fathom
your words would find
Themselves in my
presence
But they did
Call yourself a woman
Not
You want to play
as one but
Guess what
Sadly, you are lacking
in
What it means to
be a real female a mother
Come for me if
you like
You are a sad
waste of life
How do you raise
your child?
The one who is
raising herself
Well, I do not
want to put
Your mothering skills
on display
Oops you do not
have any from what I can tell
I can take a lot
of shit
You should know
this
Beware
Mistake number
three
You spoke of
someone who
Was close to me
Like a son
Someone you never
known
Yet you chose to disrespect
Our memories you
have shitted on
Who does that?
Did it make you
feel like a queen?
When you threw out
his name with
The intention to injure
Did it feel good
to know you caused pain?
That your aim hit
more than one target
You must feel
very proud
Sitting there high
on your throne looking down
Say shit and
disrespect, bitch from above
Come down to
earth where it gets real
You are not the
one
Now
You have met your
match
The dead cannot
speak for themselves
Now you are in
the dance with the devil
In the beginning what was desired,
Prince Charming riding on a white stallion
Ready to slay dragons
And carry burdens
Only this prince didn’t have a clue on how
To ride a horse
And was afraid of his own shadow
In distress he left his princess
To fend for herself and slay her own dragons
What was the need for Prince Charming?
He couldn’t hold down his own fort
Lost the respect of his court
People laughed and made snide
Remarks behind his back
Jeered his ignorance
Still he remained clueless
Needed? Not any more
Now his princess was Queen
Of her own domain and ruled with
Passion and content
To everyone she was the true warrior
With strength and courage
As for Prince Charming he’s still
Trying to figure out how to ride a horse…
Calamity in the wake of the fallout
Catastrophes bemoan the wind
Misfortune to the hearts involved
Heartbreak came at an expensive price
Ruin reputations bought for a night of illicit passion
Adversity fashioned the road to redemption
Mishap or coincidence lover’s duplicity revealed
Rage of uncontrollable obsession led to an
Upheaval of reprisal sorting out the victims
Cataclysmic tempo builds to a crescendo
Damage to lives unfold
Shattered emotions lay bare
Chaos ensued sorting out the fallen reflections
Bedlam erupted two souls entangled with each other
Pandemonium could not be stilled
Anarchy warped the minds of survivors
As they question why anyone did not see
The tragedy before it happened
If there were no struggle or ugliness on the streets
If beauty in the world outweigh the poverty surround
Dreams of running through fields of lilies
Smelling a sweet red rose
Lyfe we all wish to behold
Lyfe is what we make it, shape, embrace it, take it, create it
Lyfe isn't easy and sweetness is rare to be found
We struggle each day with the horror around
Peace, we hear about seen rarely
Lyfe, I want to bury my head and not
Listen to all the shit how lyfe is only
Meant for the rich
The poor must submit
Never will they get
To have what they wish
All bullshit
If lyfe was easy, if lyfe was sweet
There would be no crying in the streets
Mothers’ tears would not wash away the blood stains
Of her children spilled
The homeless would have a place to
Lay their heads
The hungry would be fed
And the earth would give back its dead
Lyfe is reality
Be put to
The test
Alarm sings
It’s time to get
up
Roll over and
smile
Taking in the
beauty
Lying next to me
Inhale the
fragrance
Of promises
Wipe away
Last night’s kisses
No time to
reflect
Today is calling
And cannot be
Put on hold
There is life
Beyond these
walls
Sunshine seeps in
Reminding the
world
Does not stop for
those
Who procrastinate?
One last glance
At the clock
And now it is
time
Start the day
Early up
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