The best part,
and the most part,
of my life
has been invaded
by something
which is foreign to my soul,
to my mind,
and to my body,

It consumes me,
it tortures me,
relentlessly,
daily and nightly.

It is an uninvited,
unwanted,
intolerable alien,
I am the taken-over host,

I am cruelly entertained
by this wicked,
evil,
unsightly,
unholy ghost
~ Anxiety.

By Lady R.F ©2016

9-24-04


When I was a little boy
I fell for a young girl so promiscuous

She taught me a thing or two
I thought to be ridiculous

Looking back I clench my fist
It seems I was so **** naïve

I’ve never met a girl since then
   So open and eager to please...

(DIAPHANOUS)
Sep 15, 2014

This is that part of me
I’m not afraid to expose
A glimpse of my nakedness
A composition I compose

Freely I share regrettable mistakes
Lapse in judgment, slaps in the face
Rather you identify Or quickly deny
These are issues and battles of life.

Creativity comes in darkness
As well as in light
Fear not the lack of morals
As the Poets take to flight...