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Dark n Beautiful Mar 2014
There's nothing, nothing left to say or do
You look through a window to the world outside
and watch another twelve inches of snow fall to the ground
Cursing Mother Nature or turning this into a blessing

Here I am waiting to see my tulips sprout
Instead, they are being blanketed with snow
There's nothing else left for me to do but to go inside
log on and read other people's thoughts :
so sad their mental state
so sad.
Dark n Beautiful Feb 2014
The outer surface does not project the truth,
so many of us live in fear.
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How often have we wondered why intelligent individual
do the craziest things,
just to add a title to your name
some of us get married under false pretense.
in addition, some seldom does it for the wrong reason.
caught in relationships season after seasons,
was it for the soul purpose of trying to fulfill a yearning?
for those that cannot be determine.
~~~~
As we buried it deep within our souls
our intangible way defines us,
getting impregnated in hope that he would stay
eventually one day he would stray.

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However, it is the fear that crippled most of us,
then it has become the lack of trust,
because we build our project on weakness,
therefore, it loosens as the years goes by,
then the elasticity of our life shows tremendously.
~~~~
this necessary part of our life becomes a reality
and once again the yearning seize,
now here comes nothing.
wasted years and wasted nights,
not it is time to struggle and rebuild our images,
unlike a baby first steps.
we stumbled and fall.
~~~~
We reborn into wiser individual,
Is this a new beginning?
for us to trained our minds from sensing the shame,
moreover, shifting the blame.
as we desperately mastered our thoughts unto higher horizons,
and rid our souls from toxics elements in our life.
transcending unto a peaceful life.
Is this a new beginning?
For us.
Dark n Beautiful Feb 2014
A dozen roses on her nightstand
Seem so uneven
they came around two-ish
I watch as the family members hug and kiss her
~
However, the little boy stood by the door
Staring at the old hag in the chair
She stares back at him
~
“Oh how she love him once
is this what  love look like
As it die faster than yesterday flowers
Where have all the flowers gone?
  When she said
It’s a boy
six years ago
Dark n Beautiful Feb 2014
A LETTER TO MY FIRST CRUSH
My Dearest Kevin
My hands shake nervously as I write this letter
  the ink made heart-shapes
resembling pieces of my heart as it reach out to you
                
I just want you to know that loving you isn’t easy
My dozen of Harlequins and my entire Mills @ Boons
collection of books
Haven't prepared me enough
To deal with a player like you
I heard it through the grapevine,
That you are heartbreaker, and a womanizer
With only one thing on your adolescence mind

My grandmother always told me, that
Why buy the cow, when you can get the milk for free
My grandma is a wise woman
More like a heroine in my eyes
I am the heroine of my life
More like a Nancy Drew
Without a clue

I am never satisfied I am curious
And mysterious
However I am very chary
Kind of gal
^
I do believe that
I am in love with you today
However,
I might hate you tomorrow
Because you never know with a secret admirer
To the man I love today
They are nothing more than I can say.
I will wait for your reply my love
Dark n Beautiful Feb 2014
To take him at his words
or to walk out of his life
after all, I promise to love honor and obey
he, promised to love, honor and cherish
to watch him lying there on the worn out couch
left hand on the remote, and right hand down his crotch
When, I flash to wedding day rewind
I knew, I had lost my ******* mind.
My God, two-hundred-dollars bottle of wine
Dark n Beautiful Feb 2014
I look through Nana's broken window so many times
However, today it seems so different
watching the blackbirds in the
avocados trees pecking at the fruits

Nana harvests the best ripe avocados pears
The color of dark burgundy, and green
All came from that old worn out tree;

Every year we would carefully inspect each pear
before packing them in the  brown barrel
they were moist and delicious on the inside
so easy to peel , those lovely ripen pears.

Here I am today about to,
open the last mark box of Nana's things
I unfold the last item slowly;
All wrapped up in old newspaper
was her bread pan;
the one with the two handles
an old  burnt crumb lodged in the corners of the pan
I smile, I weep,

Hello! To you too Nana
Dark n Beautiful Feb 2014
A rose
He seldom bring me flowers
But once a year a dozen red roses
For each month he misses
~
He never smiles,
unless it was a touch down
I always made him a cup of herbal tea
whenever, he was in town

However, I always smile without a reason
I asked him one or two lumps
I really miss the old chum
He doesn’t bring me flowers anymore
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