Individual

I won’t feed your ego Or sugarcoat your ills I’m a real person with my own ideals Don’t flick through my clothes And tell me what to wear Don’t scan through my pictures And tell me how to do my hair I’m not your puppet And how that makes you feel, I really don’t care….

Foe

Don’t twist the key Don’t pop the lock Don’t let her in Don’t linger in her doubt Don’t listen to her venomous words Don’t trust her rantings She’s not your friend She’s up to no good You can’t be you If you’re playing with her She’ll pull you down Drown you in her lake of…

Ready?

She bit her nails Brimming with vexation As the clock stroked twelve The defining moment had come to pass Was she still a girl Or a woman, at last She picked up the stick and read the clear words Still feeling like a girl Although in nine months time She was going to bring life…

World of Thrill

With a passion for spine-chilling mystification-wanting, yearning to hijack your mind into another dimension I’ll conjure up illusions so vivid it’ll have you wondering if you’re schizophrenic. My lyricism will hypnotize your psyche captivating your synapses leaving you chasing me like a 1970’s crack phene. No, I’m not Curtis Mayfield but I’ll have you begging…

Unexpected

He caught her off guard A proposal no less An invitation to breakfast was supposed to break the fast endured during the night Not be a proclamation of love The forging of two paths into one The answer should’ve been easy There was only two Not like those SAT questions with A, B, C, D…

A Writer’s Mind

Complex corridors construct my brain Labyrinth illusions reside in this domain Home of the intricate Delicately crafted from Memories of old And Intuition anchored to my soul Planning, deciphering, analyzing faster than The MacBook resting upon your desktop Buy a ticket Bring your passport Buckle in Get ready to glide to another dimension More than…

Whisper of the Mind

Her pocket is filled with money that jingles And none that folds I.O.Us stack high in her savings account Her wallet is padded with due dates Bleeding red with urgency She closes her eyes And need yells her name Her mind searches for the power button To shut down the bane of her existence She…

Evil

Can you tell what evil is?  Evil is sly and conniving Smooth and easy It slides down like a fine wine from the hills of France. Do you believe what you hear? Lies are easy to tell but hard to decipher They tangle you up like a spider’s web Until the noose is tightly pulled…