Bitter Almond

Such a little girl she was

Brown eyes,

the color of dark chocolate,

skin of caramelized honey.

To look at her was to finally

realize natures true beauty

You could drown in her chocolate syrup eyes

A person might be forgiven for thinking he had gone to heaven and died.

Such beauty offends my eyes,

he decided.

He wooed her chocolatey eyes with promises of chocolate,

took her to his land full of Barley and Jowar.

Carefully and systematically

destroyed that beauty that so offended his eyes.

The Chocolate syrup eyes now a bitter almond,

she no longer offends anyone.

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Oblivion

Life is so darn tiring at times…..

I want to go someplace where no one knows me. Just slink away and RELAX for a while…

Go, darling go

It’s your journey,

do you know?

Live life on the wild side,

live it at your pace, and enjoy the ride.

Why must you care what you don’t know?

Why must you care?

Why must you care?

Live life, love,

The destination, after all,

is Oblivion.

No one really cared

When there is no love left to be found in your heart,

where do you go?

When there is hurt pandering to the whims of all that is said and done,

where do you go?

When all you ever wanted is forever undone,

where do you go?

To march on is beyond you,

to hold your head high a feat of too high a magnitude.

Where do you go?

You hide in your little burrow,

you shrivel up and wish you could die.

You shed the old skin,

wear your new one and hide.

Hide from the pain,

hide from the spectators

who knew you from a different life.

You let the wounds heal,

let the bruises fade.

The spectators have forgotten you,

they had a new joker performing you see.

You sneak a peek.

Not one head turns your way.

Your new skin made you barely recognizable anyway.

You run. You run with the wind.

And you laugh.

All that misery, all that shame.

All that pain and regret

And no one really cared

No one really cared