Nobody

Nobody has time for your darkness
Nobody has time for your pain

Nobody has time for your sadness
To hear your story all over again

Nobody has time for your madness
So save yourself the drama and shame

Nobody has time for your blackness
To take a walk through your muddy terrains

Nobody has time for your malice
Nobody wants to be drained

Nobody has time for your drabness
Unless there’s something worthwhile to gain

Nobody has time for your shyness
Nobody has time to abstain

Nobody has time for your mysteriousness
Nobody has time for the arcane

Nobody has time for your greatness
And all the monsters you have slain

Nobody has time for you

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Free

I am a prostitute for free
I pay for my dinners too

With me there is no fee
Just do whatever you wanna do

I am born to please
I even fake my ahs and oohs

When you wake up and I’m still here
Don’t hesitate to kick and shoo

I’ll be bending on my knees
When you come and when you go

You are the quickest to flee
When you are done banging the screw

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I am a free housemaid
A career woman too

Your loyal house mate
I’ll clean after you

For the ring I patiently wait
But that time is never due

So we get into a long debate
Nothing here is ever new

It is already kind of late
So save your words; I already knew

I am the fish who took the bait
And my wish will never come true

*************

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Venus Flytrap

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I am a venus flytrap
I catch what I can

I am a hungry sapling
I go for any man

A Nick, an Ahmet,
A justin or a Dan

I am a venus flytrap
I swalllow all that I can

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I am a venus flytrap
The mistress of flies

I am the entertainer
Of the passerbys

I am the one who stalks you
I am the one who pries

With an iron clamp
That I love to disguise

Once you’re in my grasp
Save your prayers and goodbyes

I devour you whole
My precious prize

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I am a venus flytrap
Awaiting my prey

Nothing else to look forward to
I cup my hands and pray

Waiting for the shiny knight
To come my way

I’ll rub his magic lamp
And everything will be okay

He’ll fill the gaps
He’ll make my days

He’d better come quickly
I fear my decay

I am a venus flytrap
That’s turning grey

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I am a venus flytrap
Never fulfilled

A handsome few catches
Yet  empty still

So many encounters
But faded thrill

The moment there’s intimacy
Things go downhill

It’s all too familiar
you know the drill

So I become self sufficient
The need I shall kill

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Arabian Horse

Why don’t you try an Arabian horse?
A change of scenery, I suppose
Away from your burdens, responsibilities and chores
You’re probably fed up with these western hoes*
All they care about is take selfies and pose

Why don’t you try an Arabian horse?
Your wife keeps nagging; her voice is hoarse
Her face is ugly and her hair is coarse
She fights with you with her fangs and claws
I’m surprised that she’s the one you chose

Why don’t you ride an Arabian horse?
It could only happen behind closed doors
In this land there are no laws
Except for secrecy; the price for intercourse
You are safe if no one knows

Why don’t you ride an Arabian horse?
Do it with both feet, no time for remorse
Come here beside me, I want you close
You could be gentle; I prefer force
Till the sweat floods all of your pores
Come again? Why of course!

Why don’t you ride an Arabian horse?
White man I can’t wait until it snows
And the river in my desert finally flows
The forbidden fruit of love it grows
The delicious reaping of what he sows

 

 

 

*Unfortunately, taking selfies and posing has become a worldwide trend, not only western girls do it (lest you attack me for being “racist”). The line was written to persuade the reader to try something more intense, different, and ‘exotic’; that is all.

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Social Media

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I have Facebook for breakfast
I have Twitter for lunch
There’s just so much to chew on
Such a delicious munch

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I have Snapchat for snack time
I have Instagram for dinner
I have internet for a lifetime
I have youtube on forever

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I eat my life away
With the never ending news feed
From this lifestyle I can’t get away
From my addiction I can never be freed

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Chicken

We are as farmed as the chicken we eat
In food plates our reflection we meet
From the day we are born we are fed defeat
The mass production of human meat

Our years are empty, our days are on repeat
Withering away behind an office seat
We may fantasize about a “great fleet”
But only before death we visit retreats

A presciption for life written on a sheet
“Don’t upset authorities, just be discreet”!
We can never yell, we only tweet!*
Get a couple of likes; wow, this is neat!!

We’re taught: intelligence is practising deceit
So we consume each other and we ill-treat
Then desperately hunt for the meagerly sweet
Your world’s a rip-off, your life’s a cheat

*Pun intended.

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Milk

I am your golden goose
I am the cow that moos
Milk me well and squeeze the juice

I am the tool you use
I am the wood, you are the screws
I am the bottom of your shoes
I’m heavy duty; I’ll take the abuse

It doesn’t matter if I accept or refuse
I beg my heart out, but you still choose
You shall win and I will lose

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I am the worm of silk
I am the cow you milk
Grey the heart that once was pink

I am the well you dried
I am the weary horse you ride
I am the mail order bride

I am the eternal underdog
My barking is but a monologue

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Tomorrow

I’ll do it tomorrow; maybe next week
I’m jaded by life and my will is weak
I run behind nothingness; emptiness I seek
Of my truest desires I dare not speak
Nowadays it’s a sin to be unique
Nowadays it’s a virtue to be “chic”

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I’ll do it tomorrow; I promise you not
I’d really rather just sit here and rot
Drink my life away and smoke tons of pot
I’m full of excuses, “what if’s” and “buts”
My biggest ambition is to look “hot”
Of my kind there is plenty; we are the lot

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I’ll do it tomorrow; maybe never
When I get off my chair, that’s if ever
I take the easy way, thinking I’m clever
You changed your mind? All the better!
Wasting time is my very pleasure

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Spare

I don’t have time to spare
For empty relationships and affairs
Fear of loneliness and black despair
Is not something for much I care

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I don’t have time to spare
For shallow friendships; what a waste of air!
My inner world is too precious to share
To find someone worthy is quite rare

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I don’t have time to spare
To search like a maniac for my perfect “pair”
Cry when rejected: life’s not fair!
To be on my own; yes I dare!!

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I don’t have time to spare
To wake up in the morning and brush my hair
Waste my life sitting in an office chair
Stifled in cubicles and uncomfortable wear
I run freely; I’m a wild mare

*****

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Umbilical Cord

The umbilical cord is a very tight leash
30 years under probation with no release
Like a dog I submit,
I fetch certificates and I sit
My “good manners” pay me my lease

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The umbilical cord is a heavy leash
In my every move I am policed
Like a dog I am muffled,
I am spayed and I am muzzled
My room never had keys

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The umbilical cord is a very short leash
Chocking my throat with worn out beliefs
A curfew for eternity
To ensure pure virginity
My life is molded as they please

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The umbilical cord is a weary leash
Only a short while until its decease
Like a bird I will dance,
For now I’ve got the chance
I will finally leave this cage in peace

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