Like a mother knows her child,
Like a reader knows his books
I knew you inside out despite all the shields that you put.
I knew what made you laugh,
I knew what made you cry
I knew what you wanted at 3 at night
I knew that your mind was part *******, part church,
the poles hidden behind swanky curtains that were a little out of touch.
I knew what it was like to be with you at noon and night
I knew everything about you, could’ve told you apart
with a blindfold on, in room that was dark.
Behind all the light, it was a little gloomy,
behind all the happiness , there was some fear.
I guess that’s where I felt short in knowing you, my dear.
For all the claims I make about knowing you in every way
I never could’ve predicted the way we fell and frayed.
Now we pass each other in the street and look away
as if we weren’t there for each other at noon and night every day.
Kissing your door knobs
Trying to find your light switch
When I am with you I am home
As soon as I come in you strip off all my clothes
And let me know I am welcome here
When I am with you I am an unlocked door
Anything that is mine is yours
The window into a past from which I try to escape
When we step into the shower
And wash the world from each others backs
I want you to be the only thing that takes their place
We lay in bed and hum like microwaves
Till ceiling fan finally falls asleep
I strip in front of my boyfriend
Every now and then
Not in a way you are imagining
I do not undress
Rather I unzip my jacket of emotions
Which has been keeping me cold
Even in the summer
Uncovering my weird dark thoughts
About suppression of woman
He did not deny the existence
I take off my clothes of silly questions
Tricking him to satiate my hunger
Of how terrific I am
Sometimes, there is nothing left
On my body
I get as naked I can with him
Throwing myself in the tub of truths
As I like being that way with him
Naked, upfront and honest
Wearing stained clothes
Makes me uncomfortable myself
I would rather be there
With him without anything
Than with something that stinks
Even Aphrodite is an object to you?
A goddess that lays ahead of us all
In marble out of the hands of hundreds of men
by the thousands of women and children
Why do you perceive beauty in a frail eye
or a possession of your own
And yet the “private parts” of hers
were carved out of holy marble
for the male gaze to seek and consume
Because no beauty and lust came without the loss of innocence
Never mind the power she held
You still stripped her down
And made a mockery of women.
If we strip away all the accouterments of war,
perhaps we’ll discover what the heart is for.
Originally published by The Neovictorian/Cochlea, this epigram has been translated into Russian, Turkish, Macedonian and Arabic
Or Pirc defense?
It generally leads to
Closed positions in a classical system:
No one questions what is vogue.
We're nothing more than pawns
--the cat's paw--
Familiar with all sorts
The Queen Bride,
So modern and comely,
She can do as she please
Until her game runs out.
Pawn to f4.
Your King is not long for this world.
Better learn a new strategy, stat.
The lookouts inform
The time hath come
To steal her majesty's
And pretend not to see
What we see.
For whatever words we may use
To clothe our fears,
The fabric cannot protect
Us from them.
There's magic in the
A penny down, I came
Up to tell
Your cheap *** to try a
Show me the green man I
Aint no nun
Love's in the air
Can you feel it
Do you grab it
Tis not shallow
It's not narrow
This love is truest
Love that won't waver
This love is the answer
HE isn't just Love
The Love of GOD-
the source of pure love
None can compare
This which strips our hearts bare
From now till infinity
HE is THE LOVE
The Love above all
The greatest of all is GOD who's LOVE
All this feels unfair
Watch my life spiral down
Truth is you keep unhappiness
Hidden somewhere buried underground
The day chains you wrapped around
Reality wriggle from your grasp
The day I escape for good
Your clutches I will unclasp
Able to make own mistakes
Is power in free will?
That is taken away therefore
Cruel prophecy I must fufill
There is not a solution to be had
Not any compromise to be found
Guard the door to maturity
Stubborn minds not able to reach common ground
Get bent out of shape
Each time go a tiny bit wild
Try to talk to you like an adult
Audacity makes me behave as a child
Trapped greif you need to cause
Gave me no other way out
A moment of panic I flee
Taking worst possible route
Won't come to your senses
Strip naked all you do fear
Nothing left to lose
What the **** will you gain by keeping me here?
This is about my mom