#embarrass
New doors start to open.
Our eyes are seeing things in a different light.
We tend to look different from others.
Our tears of sadness turn into freedom tears.
Our darkness begins to turn into a bright light of sunshine.
Our enemies tend to fade away.
People stop underestimating you.
Shaking things up becomes easier.
Our questions are getting answers.
Making decisions begins to be a piece of cake.
Negative words are turning into positive words.
Miracles begin to happen out of nowhere.
Opportunities begin to happen.
Things begin to inspire you to be more creative.
Your environment begins to change.
You'll becoming more hopeful.
The world around us begins to look different.
People start to see you as a different person.
You'll inspire others to walk in a different path.
Your beauty starts to shine so bright as the sun above.
When we start to embarrass ourselves, there’s nothing in this world we can’t do. Embarrassing is a wonderful thing to do each day on this early.
So, start embarrassing
Mar 2, 2022
Mar 2, 2022 at 7:36 PM UTC
it wasn't my intention to embarrass you
perhaps i acted rashly
but knowing what he said to you
made me livid, would it have been better to have treaded bashfully
i cannot stand for my friends to be treated so nastily
myself is another matter entirely
i have a problem letting things go
maybe i need to grow
Jul 3, 2021
Jul 3, 2021 at 3:27 PM UTC
I want to write
But I don't know about what
Something about how they call me a ****
They think I sleep around and round
But my lifestyle isn't that profound
Is it right to shame me?
For exploring my sexuality?
I would say,
no
but they don't tend to hear that word
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 2:32 PM UTC
I long to know what I'm up against,
my competition,
those who will win silver cups
and
accolades
while I sit longingly
and
wait
those whose words will find
the ordered spaces
of a published piece
and
fall in place
as if meant to be.
At the selling table
I exchange dollars
for a glimpse
into their thoughts.
What I see does not
surprise me,
confirming
what I knew already.
Their words caress
the page
and
make it smile.
Their screams slash it
and
make a gaping hole
through which
pour their souls.
Sounding weak
and
foolish,
my own words
echo
in my head.
I want to take them back,
embarrassed
that I ever set them down
and
gave them to be judged.
Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 11:06 PM UTC
I know of just too many Cyclopes,
Let me describe one of them better,
The one who preys on values of men.
So miniature he is - mere few inches,
So often in our pockets he is found,
So crooked he is with a single eye.
When among beautiful babes & gals,
He is active getting used in clicking,
Also used up is he sometimes by fishy men for fishier purposes.
This Cyclops was filming one such similar affair with a lady unaware,
Stripped naked was her body exposed to that bare,
Trick or truth, clothed or naked, she thought not about this cyborg Cyclops filming her **** ever in her wildest of fears.
The young lady is then blackmailed by the Cyclops's master,
"Be quiet about it and serve us in our industry,"
Threatened with publishing publicly of the moments - she gives in to this blackmail.
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 12:54 AM UTC