With sweet smiles thrown your way
and poisonous words whispered in your ear,
they won't remember your birthday
and sometimes completely disappear.
You think they're so friendly and nice
when they talk with you all the time,
but let me tell you, darling, their hearts are ice
and their souls are worse than sticky slime.
You still believe them, honey
so let me make it easy and fill in the blanks,
if they aren't your friends for your money
then give them your sincerest thanks.
a hollowed out city-
A poisonous invisible/white
supine cars, insinuating
into open mouths-
sinking into gutters
from empty drains.
it crawls around the Shard
each ancient bridge
in its pilgrimage
it has returned-
in its plans.
that requires no death!
I called what we had
"A poisonous relationship"
I apologize but it's true
You made me physically ill
I had to medicate myself
In order to put up with you
And your apathy
And your people pleasing
And your mother and her fake religion
You made me sick
Maybe not cyanide arsenic or mercury
Because I'm not dead
I'm getting better
Despite drinking your poison for such a long time I'm still here
No doubt that it is impossible for the taste to find
Beauty with its shocking glare makes one just blind
Love and beauty require an eternal chain to bind
Every beautiful girl has a poisonous snake behind
Love is not a poison but it definitely is a deadly sin
Mostly heart is taken away by a black mole on chin
Beauty may be apparent or deep down in the skin
At times it becomes impossible hand of love to win
Let me grace your beauty with over enthusiastic love
For the kindness my heart and soul are bound to bow
Let me see lines of fortune on your hand remove glow
Then tell me the way where to meet when and just how
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
I am just fruit from the poisonous tree
That stands by the crimson sea
All day and night you can hear my plea
As I scream like the lonely banshee
My life must be written in a decree
That I only receive pain in diffrent degrees
My life is like a fierce sand flea
It makes me hurt in places I don't see
Until it's to late, wont it just let me be
With all of this misfortune I must disagree
I guess I was born from that old ashe tree
Because ashes is all that surrounds me
This desolation of misery I beg to flee
From this strife and depression I long to be free
There blew winds of change,
Immoral they made me forget,
Forget the pure form of love.
Entwined around this heart,
The dreadful poisonous creeper,
How they suck all life inside.
Perhaps you misunderstood,
Blaming someone else I am not,
Because I was the gardener.
The sweet, toxic smell of her perfume
like poisonous berries
seeps through my veins,
saturates my heart,
and floats in my memory,
like that last sip of wine
before the haze.
Rocking my inner being
and tickling my carnal sensations,
until my body is as awake
as my soul is.
Cradled in her lingering scent
until it wafts away as she does,
leaving me lifeless on the floor.