Empress won’t impress
just to please

With a vendetta against aggression
she brings violence to its knees

Tiger striped thighs tantalise
though single handedly she
plays tonight

on a mission, led by zebra striped eyes
she rides the northern lights

Peace and presence, her only weapon
an Empress needn’t corruption to threaten

I lost my parasol
In my former life
Last time I tried
To be proper
I picked up a bottle
Of liquor instead
And smoked your
Mother’s cigarettes.
I inhaled all my yesterday’s
Of trying to measure
Up
I never once stopped
To search for
My parasol.

                            -L. Frost

daddy's girl was yesterday

mother's daughter is today, now, and forever

Junebug June,
gazing at the moon.
Your tail flicks in time
to a silent tune
the stars gently croon.

June Junebug,
the twinkling stars tug
at the strings of your heart
as you gaze in a trance
at the stars in their dance.

Junebug dear,
the night sky so clear,
the melody the moon
whispers in your ear
only you can hear.

Is it sweet
yet like a scorpion tail
stings?
Do you really remember
Not to sink but swim?
Warm
crimson casualties cascade
delicately down
a cupid’s bow
row row row
yourself in my boat
gently down
this fatalistic dream.

Inside the room,
That surrounded by the gloom,
I find myself exposed,
Covered by duvet with my eyes closed,
Looking for some comfort,
That I, myself hard to resort.

Every time I stand in front of the crowd,
My mind succumbed by familiar tremors and doubt,
Eyes that full of judgment, I want out,
Heart pounding fast and a mental block,
I anticipate the time would stop.

Anxiety, the word that I always felt,
Even I cannot dealt,
Uncomfortable to socialize,
It suppresses me to vocalize,
It makes me immobilize,
Then I recognized,
Social Anxiety, I realized.

Having a Social Anxiety feels like you are in a box,
Trapped by oneself, tightly sealed, and locked.
Unable to free myself because it makes me terrified,
Lack of confidence, courage, I clarified.

Think about the people inside the box,
Carrying the feelings that there is no way out,
Sooner or later they will build a wall as a blocked,
that surrounded by nothing but the dark,
make themselves isolated, separated, and locked.

I finally realize what is with the box,
It is some façade formed as a rock,
excluding them from connection,
As the box designed as protection,
That the people inside it thinks there is no direction,
But I believe we can use it to make you a better person.

Social Anxiety prevents you from being who you are,
A person who should shine so bright like a star,
So dear, do not be shy,
I know someday you will soar high and fly,
With the dreams of yours held up high,
Standing in front of the ear-splitting crowd,
Saying the word “I overcome it!”, as you shout,
“I am anxiety free!” with pride.

Always remember that you are loved,
Maybe not by everyone but the people that you surround,
you are a diamond that certain people found,
the successful end game is bound.

People with no experience of anxiety,
Can say that it just a minor issue entirely,
But no one realized that it is the society,
Society is the reason why there is anxiety,
On the contrary, if people start to have empathy,
Maybe there is a future in society.

Having social anxiety is not easy,
it makes you feel queasy,
it *****,
people who have it mostly to be vulnerable as ****,
so, if you know some people who have experienced it,
Please help them conquer it.

You sassy, foul-mouthed gal
With a top that says "**** patriarchy"
And a look that could **** a fly with a stare
How are you doing?
I imagine life must have given you enough lemons
To open up a whole monopoly on lemonade
**** has been dealt to you like a poker card
And you just kept your bluff face on
Not letting them get through you
Or around you

You always repel people that are too pretentious
Maybe they can't brush strokes of realism
You are a masterpiece in a tank top
I imagine you had an amazing childhood
You played with their hearts as if they were fire
You played them beautifully

How interesting that a girl like you
Could lace your fingers around the world
And bend it over
Your electric blue fingernails
Demanding no explanation
But seems to say, "here I am, I may look cute but I assure you;
My eyelashes can give you third degree wounds;
Lay a finger on me and I will lay my palm
In your cheek-with a force of a white dwarf star"

Girl, needless to say I am attracted