Mrs. Iramay
Once a jolly Mocking jay,
Lost her melodious singing
After she was disrobed of her feathers, her majestic clothing.
Once a jolly Mocking jay,
Lost her melodious singing
After she was disrobed of her feathers, her majestic clothing.
Mrs. Iramay
Once a jolly Mocking jay, Lost her melodious singing After she was disrobed of her feathers, her majestic clothing.
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Straight lines drawn across a wrist.
The wrist of a girl who was hurt. The wrist of a girl who was ignored. Worthless, ugly, stupid. Those words played through her mind, As she glided the razor across her wrist. Blood appeared the deeper she went. That was her way of dealing with the stress. Her way of dealing with the lies she was told. Her way of dealing with being told to die. It was a painful way but she liked the pain. As she thought it was just as bad as her life. Oh so soft a fur
Round and round he goes with a mere purr Two colors so simple Yet as charming as a dimple For a while beautiful eyes that stare But it is vile therefore beware It will hurt you with its claws Do not be fooled by its miniature jaws It will climb and steal Faster than a burglar ever will. There is someone else standing here.
That should be clear. I know, I just can't decide what I want. Why do you have to taunt? My biggest fear Is that we may be here Next year. I'm trying my best to hurry up. Now, all I want is some coffee in a cup. Why don't you just get that? If you eat anything else sweet, you'll get fat. Well, that wasn't nice, And I don't feel like taking your advice. Suit yourself and stuff your face. I won't be the one getting fat in this case. Look who's talking. I know you came here for something sweet, So stop mocking. Can you just get all your stuff? I know it isn't that tough. You're making it hard to think. Guys like you really stink. (She walks out of the coffee shop) Wide, empty and mysterious atmosphere
Although you repel, cause others to flee, The need to feel and swim underneath your forgotten sea Seems to tempt my confused being And attract it towards thee. It has flown above me at various times It has stared, looking right into my eyes. Its hag tone galled my conscience Its presence, Slowly bonded with my essence. It is the source of my inspiration, The core out of which the beauty I create Illustrates the decay out of which I became. It deteriorates the more I paint it The more it is contemplated, “The Bird of Hermes is my name eating my wings to make me tame”, will it say. Be gone, please fly away, I won’t bare your satisfactory pain. The fangs of this dark creature enough never will be. The sound of its beak will never reach the zenith. As I move forward with God on my shoulders, I am sure that its claw will never be of danger. The wait for her birth was agonizing;
The day for her delivery had come. But she was much more pleased about laying, All warm and comfy in her mother’s womb. Although her bearer pushed and yelled and pushed, The baby still did refuse to come out. The feeble patient’s strength now extinguished, The doctors’ worries then were spoken out. And out they rushed my mom to some far place; Where countless tools and nurses did await. They cut her up while I stared at a vase, Frightened of the news that would end my wait. When at last the doctor came to get me; I got to meet my mom’s healthy baby. Un sourire de vous mon amour
vaux plus que de l'or Ce sourire qui me fait voir le jour souvenez vous de notre premier baiser Notre premier rendez vous secret Vous aviez jurer de m'aimer Je vous ai pris au mot O mon bel étranger Mon Cœur vous appartiens Prenez moi a votre guise Je n'ai plus rien a perdre Vous êtes le seul qui puisse me sauver Échappons nous, partons loin La ou nul ne pourras nous trouvée La ou l'amour nous guideras Juste vous et moi Roses are red,
violets are blue, Please don’t hit me, I hit you Roses are red, Violets are blue, I stink, But so do you. Roses are red, Violets are blue, If you don’t do a split, I’ll make you. Roses are red, Violets are blue, If you don’t hit me, I’ll hit you! My birth into this world was a mistake
I was a faceless man without a soul Fettered to misery without a sake Not once have I ever felt as a whole My sweat and blood were constantly poured out To abide t the needs of cruel monsters Engulfed with a strong desire to shout I let my tears flow like streaming waters However, now these dark days are over A new sunrise has surfaced from the sky. My bounding chains are now broken forever And I lift my arms to the heavens and cry. Today, the faceless man has departed me For a new man with an identity. Do you love me?
I wonder if she knows, how much I love her No phone calls, to know of my existence! Keeping the phone close, Waiting for her to call, Caring enough to know of my existence. Wishing for him to depart and recreate our foolish games of basketball, soccer and volleyball OR Drive me to fast food places, discussing on our enthusiastic dessert choice of todays, On the way. AH! How much I crave for too much joy and laughter, From the Basketball games to The soccer games to The volleyball games, I mostly desire. Now… With this lonely breeze drumming my shameful face, While staring at the empty space at the wooden dinner table. I sit, I stand, I run I drive, I work, I’m still none… Refusing to be safe without I need her! I need… My Father. My Daughter! With hatred in me, I still long for this day To come. Knowing how much she now hates me. The day when I can tell him: Ready to take her pain away, by telling her: Father, I still love you “I never stopped loving you, My Precious Daughter !” |
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