Meshed in crimson, Equivocally divine. My "Mama Gaia!"
Bitter Echos
In the crinkled chapters of my past, I sometimes unearth my solicitude, Tangled in the cobwebs of reflection, I reason my perennial solitude. Reminiscing the diabolic chapters of my yore, In grief I trudge through my present being, Incapable of bypassing history, I am stuck in an unceasing cycle of self-pitying. With severed intrepidity I subsist, My "amour-propre" is in shambles, Awaiting emancipation, I wait on cadavers of all lost battles. This sorrowfulness is beyond my fortitude, The suffering I can take no more, The memories of my slaughtered past mauls me, I yearn for this turmoil to cure!
Lost At Sea – Haiku
Fierce storm of passion, Overwhelms her lovesick heart. Being lonely stings!
Tasteless – Haiku
No sugar, no spice, Could ever heal her bitter heart. Tasteless survival!
Celebrity Status – Haiku
Fake appearances, Pompous personalities, Today's "shallow souls!"
Someone Is A Snitch – In Other Words
Breaking doors, looting riches; they were the infamous "partners" in crime, Notorious for evading arrests; many establishments did they burglarize, For 10 years they snaked perspicaciously; their heists were the talk of the town; Until one fine day, Judas was caught and the 2-person gang was brought down. People wondered, deputies speculated - how did the tables turn around? Did someone snitch or was it Matthew who two-timed!
Magic Man – Haiku
Teasing my senses, He melts me like an ice pop, My man knows magic!
Finding My Voice
Overlooking my presence, Neglecting my existence, You bask in the glory of fake pretense. Breaking my pride in lieu of your vanity, Counterfeit conceitedness you present. Screaming my lungs out, I plead for some significance, But these deafening words you fail to comprehend. Muting my every desire to be heard, You break, you breach my self defense. When conversations turned numb, My words became poetry, In composition, my solace did I seek. My desires take shape of varied syllables, Writing my heart out, in verses I show my true fabric!
Savage Rapture – In Other Words
Swirling and twirling to the rhythm of your savage rapture, Painstakingly "dancing" my heart out, I attempt to sway this distress away. Loving you is like an eternal psychedelic experience, Forever in your afterglow I parch!
Petty Disguise
I have wandered through sadness, lost hope and failed, Allied with despair and befriended hate. With dark clouds, gloomy skies and hopelessness to my release, I have cried a million tears of disbelief. Walking habitually through the boulevards of broken dreams, I have been mislaid, my faith did dim. Shambled, broken and incurably dejected, Full of remorse, my life has always been misguided and defeated. My existence has been cruel, I have paid the price, The smile that you see today is just another petty disguise!