Pretty face, innocent eyes, and gentle smile, Your cunning draws them in like a sly serpent, Slithering with the amusing spirit of a gypsy Wandering in the wilderness of the world, Possessing a disposition that is, oh so deceitful. Your captivating smile lures in your prey, Tempting men from their dutiful posts Like a harlotContinue reading “May You Burn Under a Thousand Suns”
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I get to sleep in my own bed
Tonight I get to sleep in my own bed, A small privilege I often overlook And very much take for granted, Welcomes me back into its fold Of striped pillows and scattered blankets. The goose down keeps me warm As winter begins to steal away daylight; And whether I float away into sweet dreams OrContinue reading “I get to sleep in my own bed”
Please Keep It To Yourself
I never asked for this. You took my silence As an outstretched hand, An invisible offering you saw, To tell unsolicited tales Of your failed romances When I am but a stranger to you. When fragile threads of yours grew thin,Why weigh my sleeve with your despair? Your self-sufficient delusions Mistook politeness for a sign,TheContinue reading “Please Keep It To Yourself”
Not all men
I have been told, Not all men are like that, It’s just him. But of course, I know better Because I don’t want to be hurt again. Not all men… Just the ones Who protect the wrong people, The ones who make excuses, But he’s my oldest friend/brother/or whatever, And the miserable ones Who parrotContinue reading “Not all men”
What is it like to be in love?
I have been in love before. I recall the sensation in my chest, the butterflies in my stomach, and the thrill of the cat-and-mouse dating game. What is it like to be in love? Because I’m pretty sure what I just described sounds like the deceptive workings of anxiety. It’s the excitement of learning toContinue reading “What is it like to be in love?”
(Not) sorry, I don’t date cowards
Sometimes I struggle to offer gentle words When bitter repeat offences occur, But then I recall Jesus also flipped tables In the temples, causing quite a stir. We turn the other cheek in the face of adversity, It’s loving rebuke we’re never taught well, You avoided what was necessary for repair, Blaming me for makingContinue reading “(Not) sorry, I don’t date cowards”
Eyes Glued to the Floor
Isn’t it a curious thing How our habits form worldviews And change the very way We move through all the days? When I was young, My head nary looked ahead, Eyes glued to the floor, Downtrodden and defeated. Like a clockwork routine, My gaze falls upon the ground On which I steadily stand And searchesContinue reading “Eyes Glued to the Floor”
Half Moon
As I cast my eyes on the sky, searching for that soft and familiar glow of the moon, I sighed a breath of relief. I fondly recalled feelings of marvel in my admiration of the stars. Like a small heartbeat of hope, my chest longed for the same physical nostalgia of dreaming about the future…Continue reading “Half Moon”
Lover Girl
We’ve travelled another year around the sun, and now we’re here. It’s Valentine’s Day. Just another day of bittersweet feelings. Seeing love and loving that love for others, but painfully remembering that you don’t have it. Funnily enough, you had someone to share life with last year, yet today is the second Valentine’s Day inContinue reading “Lover Girl”
First
It’s a little strange reflecting on firsts, When thinking about lost seconds, With the boy that came before the third. My mind goes through the broken promises; The unrealised dreams, big and small; And the small lies that turned into great whites. I wish I could say the secrets weren’t a first—That they didn’t turnContinue reading “First”
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