Tag: poems

You

You
By D.G.

Listen up! Listen up!
I’m sick and tired of your dirty little lies.
Your sweet nothings that hypnotise
The defenseless and innocent
Are all part of your scheming ploy.
Your presence disgusts the knowers
And attempts to foil your plans amount to dust.
I cleanse my room filled with your filthy words,
Unsuspectingly digging up dustier secrets.
You ought to sanitise your thoughts and
Eliminate abominable acts
Before even the holiest waters in the world
Drown you in your sins.

The Glass Frame

The Glass Frame
By D.G.

“It’s hard to find that smile on your face,”
you’d remind me at every occasion.
The little girl, once cheery and carefree,
had met her grave.

Some say happiness is a choice;
How absurd.
Everyday I search under the sheets,
Into the distance and along the streets,
Longing to find that prize
I will never win.

At times I wish things turned out differently.
Perhaps a shinier polish, a tighter bolt or a straighter path.
Yet, you chose that way;
The gate to hell and the demise of my smile.

Today I stare in the mirror.
I see a smile, but my heart feels a void.
When I glance over to the little girl,
I am green with envy.
Her grin is embedded in the glass frame,
But the tears pour torrentially down my face.