She’s so ideal
She smiles at everyone she sees.
At the sight of someone so ethereal,
The people feel at ease.
Her perfect hair falling down,
The way ocean waves couldn’t compare.
When one looks into her blue eyes they drown,
One couldn’t help but stare.
When you hear her voice,
The angels stop and listen.
You have no choice,
To impress her would be your mission.
Her name,
Just the mention of her.
It will spark a flame,
Everything else would be a blur.
I want to be that girl,
The girl who the angels listen to.
The girl who’s hair,
Makes the ocean waves get jealous.
The girl that people just connect to.
The girl who could drown you
with the beauty of her eyes
The girl who by even the slightest mention,
It would send someone into a heart attack.
I want to be her.
Quarter moon strives,
grows half.
Half-moon yearns,
grows whole.
Full moon offers—
New moon envies:
half, whole, full.
Demand a love so big
Oh Yee! don't succumb to lips
It makes you choke
now don't get jealous of me
Because I'm successful and you are not
Don't envy my time
Patience is a virtue
Your time will come
For slowly slowly we blossom
No more will we have to ask...
What do we do?
How long will you play with fire
Untill your heart has no flesh left to burn
The only thing that bothers me is your jelousy
Ooh no! forgive my luck
For this little life
We walk paths our own way
Hopping it will make them feel better
Instead it makes them feel worse
Her denial is her armour and she wears it brazenly,
She hides in silence just behind your smile,
She ebbs away day after day until there’s nothing left,
Then you realise that your mind has been defiled.
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I sat at a table ment for two,
But realize he isnt showing i mingle my shoe,
Looking over to a couple trying to make out what they whisper,
In jelousy i stare when he leans in to kiss her,
I watch the women as she slips off her thong,
Hands it beneath the table to him as if it werent wrong,
I couldnt stop staring,
They looked so daring,
I saw as the man refusly began to swet,
I seen the women word she is now wet,
The women looks over at me as if she knows ive been watching,
I look quickly away and awkwardly begin coughing,
I am so embaressed her eyes met mine,
Why cant they be normal and only dine,
If that was it i wouldnt of stared,
Theyd be just people i wouldnt care,
My heart begins to race as i begin to head for the door,
I promised to myself im never coming back her nomore,
Do you know people who use themselves as the standard barrer. They think anyone accomplishing less the them selves isn't working hard enough. Anyone below thier levil in society is unworthy. They experiance jelousy when someone perceived less acomplished has greater success, income or recoginition. Anyone they percieve as below them is a topic of displeasure. They are the standard barrer and self righteously so. Being indignent and wilfully ignorant is their identity. Know them and be not judged.
Roll me up smoke me am i a drug now
because i see it differently in my eyes is that a flagrent foul
seeeing life pass you by as it is always surperior do i bow
I am who i am and that is
this obessesion with this life aminow of the world
hatered embetted in the roots
jealousy giving birth to envy
everything came yet from darkness first
so is it blackdarkness pumpin thy vine
am i a living breathing walking curse
so light came and put thingdin the visible
is this law is this law is this tatical
graphic messures in the deep
tails in tribulations travel with tragedy in black
a different persance felt in the steep where the light leads me
a new obessesion to know more of this new covering
no more enving to bring about its friend jelousy
no more walking with tragedy in black
My anger wells in my eyes
Why does she threaten me so
A different look, her different size
Ears burn red, they almost glow
Is it hate, envy, jelousy.... love
Why would I want to be anyone but me
She would fit like a glove
But disfigurement is all I see
He loved her once and maybe still
Secrets kept deep within him
A mountain to climb instead of a hill
I hang here way out on a limb
Her green eyes drown my blue
A smile that cuts me deep
My sorrows fade in me, through & through
For its his heart I shall keep
Passing through, a winter storm
Cold to the bitter end
I can see through to your real form
This heart is now mine to mend
A faint memory of what once was now
Grey eyes do gaze
I'm pleased with my work and shall take a bow.
For together we've made it through this maze
She stalks the hall of graffiti red,
bare legs and platform shoes,
and she ties her shirt in such a way
as to best accentuate her boobs
her hair's a mess,
smudged makeup dress,
and lipstick sticks on bottle tips,
cause she's she's she's...
drinking in the bathtub,
taking pictures of her body,
glorifying vomit and drugs on the floor,
and her friends gather round
to touch her alabaster skin,
the bastardized salamander
scales of sexual abuse,
made gold,
and highlighted by the hieroglyphic
autograph of cursive,
that's not just a tramp stamp-
but a prize for past and future lovers,
her mark, her brand, her scent
is a black hole, sucking men in,
Venus and her orbit, spins
desire, violence, jelousy;
sex and mud: a recipe for revenge
and power lust- pornstar pottery.
you said you'd never leave me,
I should have known it was a lie.
you said I was the one you saw in your dreams,
but it was only to fund you,
you said I was your all and your only,
how could I have believed such a lie,
now I'm cold and alone,
sitting in the corner of this dark room,
my thoughts barren,
my emotions gone,
a silent creature staring at me from the rooms center,
"what are you?"
I smile,
"I am hate,
the emotion of forever rage
I am despise,
the feeling created from jelousy and annoyance,
I am anger
the emotion that fuels thousands,
and I am the end,
the one who never survived"
he laughed at this
"do you fear me?"
I closed my eyes for a second thinking
did I feel fear?
no,pity, pure and true pity was all I felt,
"no, I do not, in fact..."
I opened my eyes,
"all I feel is pit,
for your pain shall be eternal."
I closed my eyes and listened as silence enveloped the room
I reopened them slowly after listening for any movement,
all I could now see was a slumped figure in the corner of the room,
"as one chapter ends, a new must begin."
In me there's joy
but in you there's chaos
and am the Lord,
the Lord of peace
not like you who are ever pride,
and jelousy to your friends.
In me there's life
and hope to the voiceless
not like you who disobey the laws,
to try what's wrong.
Engaged to be married
A child on the way
Two years in our relationship
You said you must not stay
She's blonde and illiterate
She has nothing to her name
She uses and abuses
Her relationship's a game
Your life is screwed up
This I plainly see
Cops will be looking for you
Before this would not be
I still love you
And thats a sure fact
But all she is doing
Is putting on an act
You may call it jelousy
Or you may call it envy
But I'm that 17yr old
Holding our 1 month old baby
Love is when I met you.
Loneliness is the day you weren't there.
Fear is the day I never wanted to love you.
Humor is the day oyu made me smile.
Crazy are all those years without you
Cold was the itme you didn't hold me.
Romantic was the time you took me out to eat.
Worried was the time you didn't call.
Jelousy was the day I saw you with her.
Confused was the time you were caught holding her.
Hurt was when you broke my heart.
By Ivonne De La Torre
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