Don’t Be Judging Me Lost in your cavalier dream, Thinking you’re so righteous You are not versed About how I am living; Until you’ve had a moment, To live my sentence, You’ve got no business, Judging my repercussions. Some dealt a harsher beat. And it just ain’t right, To wield your perception, Of others you don’t know, Living within different means. Hold your tongue! Even in the same house, Reside different minds. Maybe I got a heavy load, More than weary limbs can bear, Better to lend a hand, Than turn a dim eye. You be judging another, Instead of dealing grace. It’s time to remove your shades, Become reacquainted with the truth. Perhaps it’s time to receive, Someone else’s story. ‘If you only knew’ Maybe I can enlighten; A difference of opinion, Cannot be your reason, For judging a neighbor, Better to lend sympathy. Who we become emanates, From our life’s duldroms, You musta had it easy Doesn’t mean I’m rabble. You think you’re a saint; Try to view me at an angle, Then maybe you’ll see, Where you’ve strayed. Freedom in who we are, That is a far better gift, Let go of your judgment, Give room for another view, Best always to forgive, What you think is a sin. It’s conceivable your lack of strife, Makes you more wicked. View me from another lens, Maybe my soul’s purely genuine. Who are you to judge another? |
Falling in My Dream Nightmares come to me even when I am not sleeping Fire laps away at sweet thoughts turning them into ash Away in a dream of gentle landscape I flee Playing with fairies and heroes in my secret garden Soft velvet touch of petal on my nose I desired to suck in that fragrance so it would fill my soul It was sweet and I closed my eyes Dance I did upon the page of music To and fro moving with the melody light as air That feeling of floating where nothing can touch me Only sweet fragrance and kind melody No longer do my eyes see In the dark I play where memories fade Floating in space where hands cannot find I could fall forever and be so content Only the wind to embrace me Fire chases me and singes my fingertips Blackened are what used to love Bared teeth of demons snap Petals open to reveal dead skin What scent was sweet is now cinders of sulfur The notes upon which I danced dropped from the stanza Songs disappeared and smoke remained Holding onto to the last note I lost desire to fall With sudden discovery with no one to catch me I would never sing again |
All the Things Women are Afraid to Say Is there only business left between us? All we have left is to linger over mundane plans of regular life? I long for the day of dreamier exchanges Of the slut and smut that once existed between us What happened to the seductive intimacies? Why can’t we just skip the proper polite exchanges And return once again to the excitement of desires we once shared I tire of the day to day I wish to linger in the nights of fire Can’t we return to our delights? I want to ravage and satiate savage heat of fantasy I still feel the burn of desire within when I gaze upon you I still dream wet dreams of experiencing you The rare instances we cross paths You still are aroused by me And I remember again why I yearn to feel you so when we are apart Because it is almost more than I can endure when I feel you inside How quickly that moment seems to be forgotten in the days to come I want to return to the days When our conversations centered on our lust It’s not that I do not care about how you are Or the success of your pursuits And I do have pride in your accomplishments But I tire of the business of it all and It’s just that I ache for heated exchange *please note, all content: artwork, cards, poetry, story, is copyrighted by the author and artist and reproduction must be done with written and signed permission* |
