Poetry & Songs
Written
A letter to my ‘Friend’ (Dec 2023)
Can I ask you a question?
Why do you smile with deceit,
A faux friend's facade
Casting shadows on sincerity?
In those moments of whispered laughter,
The camaraderie feels as hollow
As the echoes of unspoken words.
Someone hates, without reason,
A phantom disdain that stains
The canvas of friendship.
Your perception of me, a funhouse mirror,
Reflects a distortion of truth,
Leaving me tangled in the cobwebs
Of your misguided judgments.
It's a kaleidoscope of confusion,
A hall of mirrors reflecting
A version of myself that I don't recognize.
Can I ask you a question?
Why would you want to share laughter and moments,
If they're wrapped in a cloak of indifference?
You tolerated my adoration
As if it were a pestilent thing,
A venomous serpent coiled
Around your fragile ego.
But adoration is no poison;
It's a bloom of genuine affection.
You should know that no person in America,
Has the right to treat another
With mere tolerance,
For tolerance carries the scent
Of assumed superiority,
A condescension that poisons
The roots of true connection.
You should know that before I could see through
Those deceitful smiles,
Before I could understand
The subtext underlying your every kind word,
I cherished the genuine warmth you brought,
Looking forward to those morning smiles
As if they were beams of sunlight.
You should know that my self-worth
Is unaltered by your skewed perceptions.
You do not change my value,
For I am more than the distorted image
Reflected in your mirrors.
And yet I stay, questioning,
Caught in the labyrinth of your emotional maze,
Hoping that sincerity will by chance replace
The mask you wear so well.
Idea (April 2015)
I come very big,
I come very small,
My symbol is a lightbulb.
If you’re not smart,
I don’t come at all,
If you are–then you have luck!
Sometimes I come like the wind,
And then just blow away-
Sometimes I take lots of time to come,
But when I come, I stay.
Butterflies Fly (May 2014)
When butterflies fly
When we love the stuff we have
We can do anything we want
Butterflies fly around
When the spring is near
We can do what
We like to do
When spring is here
We can be happy here
When flowers bloom in spring
We want the stuff we have
If we have watermelon
We can be the most juiciest kids in the world
When we love it
We can float around
Like butterflies
And be happy
We fly around just like
Fairies and butterflies
We can do the stuff we want
We can do what we love
We have it for us
Butterflies float around like you
Because you are my butterfly
Said the mommy to her little girl
Ode to me - Song (Aug 2023)
Lie down
Close your eyes
It’ll be alright
It’ll be alright
Exhale
Read my eyes
It’ll be alright
Just hold yourself tight
I know
The weight of the world is no blessing
Pressed on your back like your backs to the wall but its not cause its breaking the walls are all breaking your likeness it’s shaking
I know
It’s hard to see shards of a mirror
Splayed on the ground like your meant to see something you tried to see something but broke things are better off gone
Little girls
Aren’t meant
To be holding their thoughts in a cage far away from the rest
Little girls
Are meant to be happy
Smiling and laughing
So take in a breath and
Lie down
Rest your eyes
It’ll be alright
I’ll be your guide
Exhale
All the lies
I’ll hold you tight
Through the night
And I see
You’re holding it in
All of that pressure who gave you this pressure
You the perfectionist always the sweetest little girl
Hide away from the bad bad wolves of the world
Find your peaceful in a maze
Leave your boulders they can stay
On their own
Lie down
Close your eyes
It’ll be alright
It’ll be alright
Let go
Of your pride
It’ll be alright
It’ll be alright