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Disingenuine (A poem/song) [posted 7-23-07]

17 Jan

I was inspired to write a poem about the “Fake People” as TLC would say. It’s not about one specific person. There are far too many fake bitches to write about just one-ha ha. This is more of a creative exercise than an attack on anyone. This would be better as a song, I think. As a matter of fact, think of this forward as a transition at a concert. Here is the explanation to my next song-yay! If only I had access to (or ability to play) the piano or guitar. Hold on–I do have access to (and ability to play) the flute. I won’t be held back! It will be a variation on “Ellie Come Home.” By the way, since I’m beginning my career as a faux-writer, are band names supposed to go in quotations? Gotta learn the basics, you know. Just read this while humming to get the true effect I’m trying to convey. Any song will do. Get ready for a new sound, people 😉

One more thing:  Spacing on blogs sucks.  Everytime there is an enter, it creates a double space.  I had this written as poetry, you know, the whole 4 lines to a stanza (there’s some writing knowledge for ya–stanza) business.  To compensate, I made each stanza a different color.  Read on, that’s all you need to know.

Disingenuine

Is there anyone for real?

Show me your true intentions

Tell me how you really feel

Don’t keep me in suspension. . .

Don’t waste my time

Putting on a show

Being angry is fine

I just want to know

Stop blaming me, don’t throw a fit

I won’t play your game

We both know you’re a hypocrite

I think your act is lame. . .

I see to the real you

I know who you actually are

Your actions are hardly true

Funny thing–it gets you far!

Continue how you act

Immature, ugly, and cold

Just know I know the fact

This façade of yours won’t hold

Your insides are not so pretty

As you lead others to believe

Your personality is shitty

I want you to go away–LEAVE!

It may take awhile

But people will get smart

And catch on to your guile

Look straight to your black heart

Until then though

Just get out of my life

You are my foe

I’m tired of all the strife

Just go!

Become Wise (Douche Song) [posted 9-10-08]

17 Jan

You KNOW I have to write my annual Douche blog.  This one is a two-part-er though.  I feel I should include other mistakes as well—to downplay the impact Douche had on my life.  This year, I included all of my official long term relationships that coincidentally started in September and were doomed to fail.  Since you’ve heard all the details and fall-out already, here is a poem I wrote to mark the occasion:

The real world is only a Guise

A scare-tactic to fill innocents with Lies

A means for the cynical to Criticize

Then growing up, you get a Surprise

Life, as one can Surmise

Is not that serious—living is the Prize

And along the way the naive become Wise

Hindered and helpless describes my time with You

All I wanted was to be free

But You tore my wings like a child dissecting a butterfly

Ripping my purity and untarnished spirit away from me hastily

The impact left me ashamed and naked

Alone and abandoned, slowly passing time with You

Withering away, I blamed myself and fell further into Your abyss

Buried alive, I wondered if I would ever escape darkness and claw my way to light

A masked assailant in a sinister, cold night,

You left my spirit sharp, as unevenly cut as a bottle broken for a fight.

Disturbed and still under your spell, I drank from the severed shard of glass

An angry taste of iron in my mouth

My miserable existence tedious, I had to wage war for my own preservation

My anger shone red, eyes turned stone, and emotions ceased

A flightless butterfly now a serpent

Jaded by Your touch

The real world is only a Guise

A scare-tactic to fill innocents with Lies

A means for the cynical to Criticize

Then growing up, you get a Surprise

Life, as one can Surmise

Is not that serious—living is the Prize

And along the way the naive become Wise

Still cold and reptilian, You caught me off guard

A startling new beginning that astounded me

leaping on lilly pads leisurely

I enjoyed the moment and our undeniable chemistry

I loved You fully, didnt see your imperfections

My spirit redeemed, as bright and clean as the shallow water in which we swam

Purple skies and drunken, passionate nights

My skin shivered with delight every time the moon would shine

Like our pond, my spirit began to get murky as we fooled around

Reality returned—this thing between us could not last

My journey was not finished

I was no longer snake, but didnt want to remain a frog, I wanted to soar again

I knew You could evolve with me

You were resolute

Remembering my struggle I became more judgmental

I needed You to aspire to more

The real world is only a Guise

A scare-tactic to fill innocents with Lies

A means for the cynical to Criticize

Then growing up, you get a Surprise

Life, as one can Surmise

Is not that serious—living is the Prize

And along the way the naive become Wise

Love Lost (My First Blog Poem) [posted 2-27-07]

17 Jan

I should have listened to that inner voice

That told me we were not the same

Instead I made a stupid choice

And brought myself into your game

I attempted to learn to love you

Willpower alone can’t spark love’s flame

Your persona blinded me

I wasted time, it is a shame

After the breakup, I started to see

You were evil–your heart is lame

I mourned my innocence lost

A jaded person, I became

I was broken until our paths crossed

Infatuation was immediate–we both came

It seemed fated, things were different this time

We were the same

I was untrusting, it was a crime

You broke it off, and I left you with full blame

I was upset, but started coping

Your post-breakup behavior appalled me–it was not tame

I cut all ties, I started hoping

That with distance between us I would remember your good name