Too much power
Bestowed on the unworthy
Left power powerless
Going berserk within
And causing havoc outside
Ridiculing the essence of power

She suffered the situation.
Sleepless nights
Empty wallet
Unfinished food
Undone homeworks
Confused mind
Broken friendship
Unworthy decisions
Physical tiredness
Disturbed emotions
She thought of it all.
Asked herself how the hell did this happen?
How did I let this happen?
Of all the things
It is all unworthy
It all happened
It will never be back
Pushing the thoughts away
Changing herself day by day
Always telling herself
It is all unworthy
Thus, allowing herself to hate
Hate of doing those
Hate of believing those
Nonetheless, it all boils done to one
*It is all unworthy

Being deleted
From
Someone's
Life

Is like
Choking
Every time
You
Swallow something.

Some View.
years ago,
if a child would tell you,
'a board game could be ivented
where you could control the moves of
kings and queens
and knights,'
and so on.
you'd call it silly for sure
dimiss it,
and care not to hear more

today
because the game can be bought in stores
and is declared by big men
and full women,
to be an ingenious game,
played by wise men,
it won't be considered a waste of your time,
it would be shamelessly 'fun'
for an adult to play it
now that others play it
too.

genuinely worth your time
it would be.

something serious to get in to.
not just a 'has been'
child's idea,  
acknowledgement for you.

© J-d S. J

Oh, Tepid Girl!
You insipid fool,
Beware your step!
Your bank-less waters,
Brackish, deep.
Keep your head
above the break, girl!
You're gonna sink.
You're neither here
Nor there, girl!
Can't go back,
Stuck, stand still.

Oh, paint your face girl
It doesn't change,
Face the light!
You aren't beauty,
You're that grey area,
In between,
Smart but mute, girl.
Blinders on,
Hackles drawn,
You're neither hot
Nor cold, girl.
Can't hang on,
Quick, patch up.

Oh, Tepid Girl!
You insipid fool,
You burned yourself.
On Monotony,
So Robotically!
Tragically,
Girl.