Building Rom Vol. 86

Me myself and Irene

Irene, she’ll digress

Roses will cure her pain,

A Cinderella dress, will make her love again.

A sweet candlelight dinner,

Enchanté, Bordeaux red wine,

flowing like a river.

With grace, she‘ll ignore the mess,

Shes Just a pretty face, on the reign

All untrue, but let’s fuel the flame

Building Rom Vol.81

DEFEAT

When everyone disappears, you’re left all alone,

You’re a fool to believe they’d throw you a rope.

You’d think there’s a law for those played and defied,

That the only one who saves you, is you from inside.

No need to beg, to kick, or to cry,

Just kneel and clear your mind.

Seeking power outside, where none may reside,

If it’s beyond God’s plans, what do you confide?

If he is beneath, he’ll surely kick you down,

If above, you’ll never see eye to crown.

But with he who is on wavelength, you will ascend,

Ensemble, you’ll mend.

Building Rom Vol.79

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Off End

I get offended by life 

Just for the thrill

I get offended that I’m not your type,  

Just for the kick.  

I get offended that you’re not mine,  

As though, you were my pick 

I get offended there and here 

Just for the feel, cause I’m huomn

I get offended that there were others before, But I’ve had others, and so I redraw.  

The irony is, the offender is me,

Because I’m starting something new

Something, i don’t know the end to. 

I feel guilt, as obedience, was my only to-do

Discipline, was to give a clue  

I feel naked, to some degree too 

stripped of control, off the yoozh

but If all I have is my offence, I’ll take two 

Building Rom Vol.77

Saved you

to save the world from it’s demise,

I choose not to reflect the dark nights

I’m shedding toxic ties,

I’m setting boundaries high

I won’t willingly reproduce random guys

Those that hold insecurities in their minds

I save the world from more lies

Not discovering the known, Columbus style

But slowly leaving Earth with light

Building Rom Vol.74

Last day on Earth

Last day on Earth, a day well spent,

Every day worth dying for the expense

The sun’s a paid actor, heaven-sent.

The moon’s invited to our barbecue, To-let

Sun dresses for my man, love our fav scent.

Children running, it’s cute

they’ve been here before, before you

Life’s treasures at full deck, marriage jewels.

Beneath the ocean’s gentle sway,

Gray head, sunglasses, we watch the play.

A big fat smile, like a ray

grooving to this cosmic joke on replay

Every moment precious, beyond compare.

Last day on Earth, what a dream we chase,

Living each day with a joyful embrace.

4am at memory lane

This oozing breeze that I bred, I can’t quite lay myself to rest

heated, is the name of the convo between me myself and I

making me walk this lane, so late at night

I`m growning how inconsiderate?

cause my bed is made and I’m ready to lay in it

And my oh my, I could tell my mind was ready to move to the next mistake

yet here I am, oh hi Ted

you knew too well, nothing good ever happens after 2am

I wish memory lane was merely a pathway, the street to a shed or the highway

lane is a dungeon at the back of my head and ain’t no chance to hide away

Although I wonder

Be it my fondness for penpals or to what do I owe this itch to write you my heart ponder?

With no further delay, forgive my inner melee

I feel it is to you I seek to turn to today

And as though the imaginary pen tween my fist has put a spell on replay

“wingardium leviosa” classic potterian token .. *cough*

I would for once like to be brutaly plain-spoken

unaware of my powers I dived into a pool of naivity

It slowly revealed to me with a wink of an eye that I might need to pay in perpetuity

For if that’s settling, that was by no means close to my intentionality

Maybe Lover, all I disclaim is that you’ve enriched a great portion of my innermost integrity

Beyond knowance You’ve reinforced the self that I once lost in all haste to catapult a romance

you’ve opened my inner chakra, so on behalf of me myself and my inner trauma’s

These rambles are your’s to scramble through …

4am me loves you psssch!

Walking on Egg Shells

Days after the setbacks, the Bruise’s, the thickness in the airs

Positivity becomes a choice

Life is a choice.

And If you’ve ever had to

Set foot outside your comfort zone

Then you know this;

Egg shells don’t break your bones

You will carry your skin like elaborated embroidery.

Soul congealed, indurated, woke

And apted you rise

I rest my case

@loveeiriny