I smiled,
All the while,
It was as false
As a dice.

The came my laughter,
It was bitter,
Uncontrollable  tears fell thereafter.

On the floor I sagged,
Within me a volcano raged,
Me,I, myself  ditched!!
When many I had dumped.

All  the wedding plans had been made,
All the time I was misled,
Not me, my best friend he wanted.

Suicide? Not my kind,
******? Was on my mind.

Then I realised,
The magma in me subsided,
With despair I smirked,
My eyebrows quirked,
Many I had jilted,
They must have been brokenhearted,
You reap what you sow,
In time, may be,I will find the right beau.

In the meantime I will rest,
Hot scented baths,soft music,
delicious food, the best.
Perhaps, a move to the countryside,
With family and old friends by my side.

"As you are bewitched
By my beauty
Allow me to be a bit naughty!

Pleasure expect not to gain
Without a little pain.

Take me to
The most expensive
Restaurants that exist.
Let me order dishes top
On the menu list.
Hurry, let us go
To another place
Having for an open -kitchen
A space.
Don't you doubt
I have interest
For a none-stop bout.

Buy me
Expensive cosmetics
And shoes
Dresses and an overcoat
And what not?
Not forgetting money
For transport.

Though when
You got me first, I was broke
I had a pride strong
Like a rock!"

Although you seem a dove,
A wolf in a sheep's skin,
You are blind to
A genuine love,
Hence,I have decided
The problem to solve!
Before you jilt me
When I have nothing
For you to siphon,
Finish with you
I ought
As love must not be
A typhoon.


So dove,
Helpless, may helps you
God who is above!

I scratch a couple of lines
on a old notebook cover
about a beautiful girl
and her soon jilted lover

He stays out so late
til the break of dawn
the jumps into bed
with his britches on

he smells like beer
and farts in the air
pulls the covers over his head
like he doesn't care

his phone is open
a new ******* speed dial
she finally caught him
and starts to smile

she packs his bag
as he snores away
he has to go
he can not stay

grabbing him by the ankle
she pulls him to the floor
tells him to get out
holding open the door

he stumbles out
into the grass
"STAY OUT" she yells
"YOUR'E SUCH AN ***"

he takes off quickly
in his fancy car
got nowhere to go
he heads to the bar

he tries to call her
she's done with him
his chances with her
are rather slim

he made his bed
it's where he'll lay
that's what happens
when you try to play

Cute girl, a dove
You grew up expectant
Of an inviolable love.

But,know there are things
You should, such as
Unfold the unexpected could.

Cute girl, ingratiatingly enjoying
A green light
To the citadel of your girlhood
At the height of your virginal beauty
Holding you close ****
Adept in creating the required mood,
A fickle womanizer may
Suddenly leave you for good!

Sister you should have
Seen through
Mr. Fickle's lack of personal
Integrity and internal beauty.

So cute girl ,please brush aside
Your self pity packed song
"My love for Mr.Fickle,who adorned
with my chastity, is  
matchless and strong!"

Also cute girl , know you should
Punishing Mr.Fiddle
For Mr.Fickle's mistake
Is the worst displacement
You could make.

Thus cute girl
Better focus on the fact
You will be an efficacious cure
To a genuine lover yearning
For you  with a heart pure!

The love lorn
Mr.Fidel,probably
Injured by Miss.Fickle,
Terribly clamors for your help
To nurse him and
To get him back in shape.

The past you will
Cease to rewind
Soul and body
With lovelorn Mr.Fiddle
When you get entwined!

When pricked with a thorn
Barefooted farmers
Pull out the thorn
With a thorn
So cute girl pull out
The ungrateful Mr.Fickle
With the grateful Mr.Fiddle
That way the problem
You could settle!

You're a pretentious, pompous, arrogant, megalomaniac.

I would be kind in calling you a narcissistic sociopath.

You suckle on the financial **** of "your" woman.

In an effort of acceptance their world becomes yours.

...and when you are done, you leave them empty.

Empty and in the cold darkness, much like your soul.

You're a pretentious, pompous, arrogant, megalomaniac.