DEAD SUNSHINE

Looks bright outside

Dark and hollow inside

Expectations are high

How about we just call it a tie

She said, "what would people think"

I said, "I can't think right now I need a drink"

Lacking I am in manners and etiquette

I'd rather be viewed as a triple threat

BROKEN LILLIES

Two against one

In an epic battle for first dibs

The word is out and it's not good

The flames are getting closer

Your time is almost up

A cycle of deceit has began

They don't fool me, not yet

Still pure and mild mannered

A word of caution

Nothing is ever as it seems

Enjoy that posh flat

Those visits into cultural oblivion

Don't get burned honey

A pretty girl comes a dime a dozen

PARANOIA

Gates open letting them in

I heard the sound from afar

Screeching and loud

Like finger nails to a chalk board

I am careful not to classify this as a sin

Sitting here downing these drinks at the bar

Their voices hang over me like a cloud

I am starting to feel a little ignored

PUMP

With love comes heartache

A noble man will let a girl down easy

The broken heart is neither fragile nor a rock

It is but a piece of us

To be toyed and played with

Envy is the heart's best friend

Consolation its refuge

It knows no bounds

Be still my broken heart

I AM WOMAN

I never compromise

I always sacrifice

I give life

I am also someone's wife

I cook and clean

On occasion treated like a queen

I never have time

They say I have reached my prime

They suckle at my breast

The little ones will soon leave my nest

I can be over protective

Taught them all to be respective

Generations have come and gone

My fate is my own not drawn

I am a wife, lover and mother

Unique and unlike any other.

TAKE IT OFF

Fabulous disguise

Intermittent pain

Isn't this a surprise

That look of disdain

I would hate to accrue

That bitchy attitude

Mighty glad I am not you

Show some gratitude

COOL AND THE GANG

Soft petals fall

Dried up tears irrigate

The soul is as fertile as can be

Open to anything and everything

Waiting to answer that proverbial call

Spurting growth

Awakened dreams appear

Reality and fantasy a blur

About to pull that dagger out of you

I vaguely remember taking an oath

Tonight I lay here my head in limbo

Will they come for me now?

Those demons are a crafty bunch

Prying and sneaky as always

Tempted to leap out that window