Tag: realization

Réalisation D’une Femme

You made it.

You reached that point in your life,

Where you’re done with the worry and strife.

You wished things stayed the same,

Not realizing that it was nothing but a game.

Gone are the days of blasting music from a busted car,

even though you remember those warm crazy nights from afar.

You did things that you now laugh about.

You danced until your feet throbbed.

You fell in love until you sobbed.

You made mistakes,

Which often ended in backaches.

Mais tu as grandi.

You’re no longer that bright-eyed pup.

Breathe in the fresh air,

Ignore the dare,

And take care.

Laugh at the ones before you,

Sit down and watch them stew,

While you catch a breath and take a brew.

Welcome to womanhood.

-NR

 

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A Vise Like Grip

Night falls, and she feels awakened.
The goddess yawns and stretches.
The start of her day is here.

She looks for the weak,
The innocent minded,
The mentally insane.
Those are her comrades for the night.

She breathes in the fresh piss-scented air.
She laughs joyously upon hearing the sounds
Of debauchery, and whispered dares.

“Je veux baiser!” she yells through the alleyways.
“Je veux le chaos!” she screams to anyone who will listen.

She cried for an angel,
But received a demon.
And for that she will have her vengeance.

-N

They Say Communication Saves Relations

When I was tired,
You kept me uptight and wired.
When You needed a hand,
I gave you a leg to stand.
In the grand scheme of things I feel scammed.

You speak,
But I command.
You sneak
I had to learn your technique.

I need a healing balm.
Instead I’m faced with a bomb.
Day in, Day out,
A bomb.

I can’t keep holding on.
I can’t be a spawn,
In this con.

I’ve put on my red chiffon.
I’m gone.

-N

Goodbye

It seems we are at a standstill.
I don’t know how I should feel.
I love you but I am afraid.
Afraid of what they’ll say,
Afraid of you being away,
Afraid.

I wish I was stronger.
I wish I could give you something that’ll last longer.
You gave the whole portrait of yourself.
I asked in the beginning,
You said yes, and danced along the shelf.

I wanted to as well but I was scared of what I would see in myself.
I haven’t looked in a mirror in so long,
Wanted to avoid the memories of a sad love song.
I prolong.

I have to be honest,
So I can let you go,
And you find someone full of promise.

-N

Un Lecteur Minuit Bas De la Route Rockville

I went on a drive Thursday night.
The rolling hills catching my sight.
I was filled with wonderment.
Oh how I adore,
my heart ready to soar.

I felt lost in my mind,
I had no miracle or sign,
I lost the time.

The wind whipping through my hair brought me back.
The cold air igniting a fire, and picking up the slack.
The music pulsing through the car,
Keeps my dreams close,
and the demons afar.

I went down the mountain,
and felt full as if I drank from
The never-ending fountain.

-N