I Love You

“I love you” is a liability
A heavy burden, a responsibility
“Let’s just have fun”, you say
Let’s have fun until you decay
till all of your beauty
fades away
I waste your life, 3 months at a time
I get what I want in this victimless crime
“I love you” is a hook
And you’re easy bait
I will screw you over
Then blame it on fate
Hope is a carrot
I dangle in front of your face
The moment you reach out
I’ll leave without a trace

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Kill

Kill your hope
It is disappointment in disguise
Take off these rose shades
Wipe off these little white lies

Kill the need;
Your expectations of others
In so you shall be freed
You shall no longer suffer

Kill your trust
In this transient world
It can all change in an instant
Remember these words

Kill your idealism
Your “picture perfect”
When born into reality
It will have defects

Kill the blame
Hold yourself accountable
Assault has no name
Reasoning is fallible

Kill your naivety
Before it kills you
Exchange it with wisdom
When the time is due

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Womb

My womb is a compass
My navigator through life
It is, after all
The bringer of life

It guides me through
Gut feelings and cramps
The bodily wisdom
Is the grandest of maps!

My womb is an oracle
That forsees the times
It is quite magical
It reads omens and signs

The past and the future;
All interwined
I feel the wrinkles
On the face of the divine

My womb is a weaver
Of flesh and dreams
A modest tailor
In the grander scheme

It knits fate blindly;
Builds matter from thought
It delivers timely
All of God’s word

My womb is lunar;
A shard of the moon
A glimpse of the metaphysical
And shape-shifting moods

It ebbs and flows
With the waters of life
It waxes and wanes
Instills death and revives

My womb is an ocean
The memory of ages
The sacred container
Of Akashic pages

A dark moist cave
that echoes memories
All impressions it saves
And withholds them eternally

The womb is the softness
That melts the hard world
Your safe haven
When life gets cold

It is your first home
And the second heart
Rest in the earthly womb
When the soul parts

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Secret

A secret is a mouse
Within the walls of your house
Running mischief behind the scenes
gnawing at the taboo and the obscene

A secret is a mouse
That you play with behind your spouse
A side of you that is quite keen
Things are rarely what they seem!

A secret is a scorpion
That lurks beneath the sand
Some truths are hidden
Because you cannot withstand

A secret is a must
If in others you cannot trust
In the age of over-transparency
Secrecy is the best policy

A secret is a cloak
That you wear to conceal
only the eye of a hawk
Can break the magic seal

A secret is a wall
With cracks that may leak
Don’t you spill it all
Be careful what you speak!

A secret is a ghost
An echo from the past
It comes back to haunt you
When you are “free at last”!

Some secrets are savory,
Some secrets are sweet,
Savor your secret
As long as you’re discreet!

Some secrets are bitter,
Some hard to digest,
If you release them, it’s better
Don’t live with a heavy chest

Some secrets are locks
Some secrets are keys
Some are but prisons
Some will set you free!

Some secrets die young,
Some live on forever,
Between what’s “right” and what’s “wrong”
They are frozen in the never

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Pain is My Friend

Pain is my companion
Pain is my friend
What eyes it can open,
What an ear it can lend!

Pain is my inspiration,
Pain is my muse
I take my heartache
And put it to use

Pain is the compost
In which flowers grow
In hurt there is insight
But little do we know!

Pain is the catalyst
That makes souls unfold
Pain is the alchemist
That turns lead into gold

Pain is the poison
Pain is the cure
It is divine water
That washes the heart pure

In pain there is wisdom
For those who can see
Pain kills expectations
And in so sets you free

It is the face of the Lord you don’t wish to see
It is the guardian that holds the key

So go ahead and shake hands with your pain
You shall realize there’s no suffering in vain

Pain is my companion
Pain is my friend
What hearts it tears open,
What souls it can mend!

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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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