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By hook and crook
I passed two days of lockdown.
On 3rd day i made up my mind
Not to take task at home in hand.
I left kitchen and home on her behalf.
But 12 hours of day
I couldn't spend without work.
So i decided to play an adventure game
My soulmate was competent in the game.
First of all i made a cloth ball with my hands
We shall try to catch it on both end.
She and i entered into the hall
To play game with hands made ball.
The rules of game were decided first
Hold catch 2 points and dropped catch 3 points
We started it only for fun
But regret, we forgot it very soon.
I threw the ball
She caught and scored two points .
She tried to dodge me
But i caught and started with same points.
The game was going on
Throw and catch
Catch and throw the ball.
Clapped at every point
We were the players
We were the spectators
Enjoying game at both ends.
But my fate never liked my happiness
I was just behind her on points table
It my turn to throw the ball
I held it as rugby player hold ball.
Threw it hard towards her
Unfortunately she missed the ball
It made her face an extra ball.
The game was finished without declaration
No one defeated, no one was win.
One side the flooded Ganges
Other hand the hungry lioness
Childhood song i understood this day.
Hurt lady at home
Corona warrior was on road
To catch culprit of lockdown
Difficult to select
Either stayed in or out in lockdown.
I stood unmoved till conscious back
Hurriedly i took towel to use as mask
Opened the doors and ran out.
'Stay in', ordered a cop to me
But who had time to listen it.
A ball from my doors targeted me
But this time luck saved me.
Married man knew married man very well
So he helped me to save from hell.
He said me politely,
'stand under margosa tree in isolation '
I followed his instructions with deep breath
But it was damn evening
When honest man asked me,
'Choose home or quarantine of 14 days'
There was no option
So defeated soldier turned back to home.
She was sitting in sofa as queen
Watched as tigress looked lamb in grass green.
She turned on the TV at high volume
Highlights of WWE was going on tv screen
Punches after punches listened neighbours
With wrecked smile on lips
They asked me next day
' who won the match yesterday?
Really? Is that all you are good for? Know your worth!
This is to bring awareness to outside relationships, cheaters, settlers, people who prefer to settle and have relations with someone who is in a relation with another. They do not respect nor care about the damages, affects, or consequences that can result from cheating or having an affair. Whether male or female, it applies to both cases.
If you are knowingly cheating with a married man, you are agreeing to contributing to being a person who administer “Roadside Assistance.” You are called upon when he is “Broke Down,” even if it’s just a minor breakdown. When he is broken, mad, sad, or had a lover’s spat with his wife, he runs to you for assistance and you accept the role as the mechanic. When he is having problems with his starter (yeah his wife), and his starter is acting up, he should make efforts to find out what the problem is and the solution to fix it. That does not mean to go out and get a new starter.
Understand this ladies, he doesn’t really want you, want you, he just needs a lil assistance to temporarily get his mind off the one he truly loves, the one he’ll never leave you for. So let’s say for instance he has a flat, yeah, he’s losing air, he’s got a slow leak, he’s running out of gas, he’s feeling down and he calls you cause he needs assistance. And what do you do when he needs assistance? You assist. You nurture, you cook, you listen, you sex, you pump him up, add fuel to his tank, fix his flat and then he drives home. Yes, home, home to his wife. Your house is not home. Did you think your house was home? Really?
Girl STOP! You are just somewhere he pulled over to the side to get a quick fix, a jump, an oil change, a tune-up…
STOP! JUST STOP! STOP, STOP, STOP!
Stop being on call providing 24 hour Roadside Assistance.
Shake that ssh... off and turn on them headlights, the ones that’s on inside your brain. Change your way of thinking and KNOW your worth!
You are not half of a woman that deserves half of a man. Don’t settle for a piece of man just to say you have a man. You are not no second string, no boo, no side piece, no shorty, no lil chick, no mistress, no fling, no bit..h, no whor$…
YOU ARE AMAZING, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, YOU ARE A QUEEN and you should be treated as such. You are so much more worthy and deserving of better!
Ever been treated like you’re a slice of cake?
By the kind of sleazy men that slither like a snake?
They’re not the type to give
They’re the kind that always take.
Know your worth, be strong, pay attention, stay awake.
This is what I say to men who think they are so slick.
“I’m a lady, not a hoe, a slice, a treat, a chick.
Go away, get lost, quit acting like a trick.
I'm not the one to buy your lines that you spread on so thick.
I’m not some fresh baked cake that you can get a slice.
I’m not some frosting that you can sample anytime you like.
Even though you talk sweet, I know you’re nothing nice.
Play with fire and get burned, Cheat and pay the price.
You say I’m pretty and I’m sweet
That I look good enough to eat
You haven't tried to hide your lust
You haven't tried to be discreet.
Oh?!? a little bit this
And a little bit of that?
A generic compliment here...
Predictable flattery there?
A married man with an appetite
A piece of me, a taste, a bite
You talk about warm biscuits
Parted and buttered
As you stare at me.
You say I'm a hot dish
But don't you mean a side item?
Fast food?
In and out burger?
Did I offer myself...
Coffee, tea, me?
You want a dining experience
But this ain't Burger King!
You can't have it your way
I'm not a drive through
I'm not an order you grab to go
You can't stuff me in your mouth
Then burp out loud
Little pieces of me flying out
as you go about your day.
Why eat out?
That’s not what marriage is all about
Your spouse should be the only meal
A balanced dinner, that’s the deal
In the privacy of your home
But still you’re on the prowl and roam.
You say you only want a slice
And take no thought about my life.
You eat, wipe your mouth
Then say you've done no wrong.
But you're selfish and self-centered
That’s why I must be strong.
I’m not your food, set on a tray
Prepared for you to go filet
I’m not a snack that you can taste
Half consumed then left to waste.
Sugar-coated, insincere
Across the room you drool and leer.
You’re hungry, and you think I’m food
Weren’t you raised to know that’s rude?
I think the messqge here is clear
Im not a woman to be feared
I only ask you for respect
Or keep on going and forget
I hope one day you understand
To the other women
I just learned of you and that we are in love with the same man,
I have so many questions for you, that I am trying to understand.
Did you know that you were dating a married man,
Did you care he was a spoken for family man.
Were you aware a young child was involved?
If you knew of us, did you have a care at all.
Was he also lying to you?
Telling you he was divorced and being untrue?
Has he yet told you he is still a married man?
Are you just young and immature, naive, don’t care to understand.
My child has been forced to have you in her life,
Now that your living with my Spouse as Husband and Wife.
Does this not make you feel like things are being rushed along,
To now have a remade family, almost step daughter and all.
I have heard from my Spouse, that you already don’t like me,
If you were aware of the truth, I wonder if this would still be.
You never have met me, or know me at all, your hearing one side of a story, thats being untruthfully told.
I just learned that you and he are engaged, how can this be, when we are still married and I share his last name.
If I could meet you, one thing I would say, Is Im not his first wife, and he left her the same way.
The honey moon phase will eventually end, and you’ll learn so much more about this man.
He has a different side you have yet to see, once he wrangles you in, the beast will be unleashed.
I would hope I could speak to you as a Women and Mother, that you’ll take care of my child, as Id hope you would do with your others.
She is a victim in all of this, please be empathetic, and patient, and resilient.
I have no clue what kind of women or Mother you are, but Im forced to entrust my Daughter with you and she is my breath and beating heart.
She is the most important person to me, and I hope you treat her equally. Do not treat her badly, or let any harm ever come to be.
Some day in the future you will fully understand, how this wife and Mother is feeling as she writes you this quick story.
Your Fairy Tail and Happily Ever After will never come, someday he will also desert you, and again meet someone. Then you’ll be ex wife number three, writing a heartfelt poem just like me.
Friday rolls around
I am too excited
My pennies are saved
My outfit’s sorted
Bath and make up, done
Ready for a big night out
One problem
It’s the afternoon
Tick tock,
Tick tock
Hurry the fek up Mr. Clock
You really, truly hate me
'Cause of you I’m late for work
Early for fun
You bore me to hell with your incessant tick tocking
If you had a real face I would…
I’ll have a drink
Chill
Kill some time
Just the one
Lightweight
I sip Whisky
And twiddle my thumbs
Bored on the highest level
Eureka!
I’ll check the Net
Laptop open
Booting up
Logging on
123 ABC
Bingo, I’m in
Surprise
I have three emails
Junk!
Unless I needed to grow my ***** ten more inches
Date a married man
Or join Mob Wars and get one million fake dollars for online poker
Now there’s a bit of competition for you
NOT
Facebook is where it’s at on a Friday afternoon
Isn’t it?
Let me see if there are any interesting status updates
Nope
Unless I care that Trudy is having a nice cup of tea after getting all her ironing done
Wow, Susan planted apple trees on her farm, and took a snapshot (WTF?)
David is with Mark, Kate and Lesley somewhere near Southend
I’m glad I’m thousands of miles away from the weirdoes
Oh, wait a second
I have an invite!
And it’s something to do with food
My profile says I’m a chef
I post tons of pictures of food
Finally something worth opening
Wrong!
Amy has invited me to join Chef World
Now I can work in a virtual kitchen cooking virtual food after spending all day in a real kitchen cooking real food
Idiotic waste of time
I click the link and enter a bright red kitchen
Timers scattered
Pots and pan readied
Bacon eggs, beans and fries to cook
All need coordinating
Timing is crucial
And she’s off
Fries on
123456
Bacon, wait for it
Wait for it
On
123
Toast down
12345
Beans on
123
Toast pops
Burnt
Crap!
Fries burnt
Eggs burnt
Crap
I try again
And again
After 4 hours I’m a virtual pro
The phone rings
‘Kim, I’ll be there in ten, be ready.'
'I'll try.'
You've had all day, what you doing?’
'Murdering time.'
Form:
(no matter extreme global
warming more dire,
then cursing me smoldering
infernal languishing spitfire.)
Shade did adolescent
facade drifts asunder
asper...a major emotional blunder
shielding sensitive myopic eyes
against quashed
then young life, never
ordinarily gathering rose buds,
now I always wonder.
No, never so much
as a feeble arc
unable to issue even a light bark
unresponsive as a
cold bunsen burner,
nor can Clark
Kent marshal superman,
thus vital willpower
bleak and dark
within thine body electric
as mine life
journey doth embark
completing protracted orbit
whar raging self against time
strikes into metaphorical abysmal pit
continuing charade of
existence or quit
before chronological demise
decrees death to be writ
once flickering enthusiastic
willpower to be alive
snuffed livingsocial esprit de corps
elan forcibly crushed,
sans kamikaze nose dive,
when psychological arc
tangentially crossed figurative bee hive
aswarm with countless
invisible poisonous stingers
pierced late mine boyhood
asper razor sharp cutting knives
brandished by figures
shrouded within dark hood
whar bent gnarled fingers
grabbed and wood
not let go stranglehold
of thine curse canst atone
weak prepubescent unlovely skeletal bone
sinister voices still faintly heard,
within me noggin drone
like angry thundering birds
as anorexic starved
flesh didst groan,
now that fragile adolescent
boy within me revisits
haunting this middle aged
married man, whose moan
more nsync with countless
stifled mailer daemons
entombed akin to rigor mortis,
viz complex Oedipus prone
a wander lost young lad,
who left every mouldering stone
unturned - fearing unleashing
def finning tone
even to this very dusky moment
of my damned charade
fresh with painted fore
sight groping blindly
within outer limits
of the twilight zone.
When the heart lies,
Tears emerged and stood in the eyes.
Emotions built in the heart
Falling in love seems dangerous
Smiles disappeared and odd cry dwells.
The blood runs dry in the veins,
And truth a hundred miles away from the heart.
Love taste sour as hatred emerged,
Bitterness of the heart grows more wings, very dangerous and visible.
Tossing and tossing things around in the heart.
Body cells shattered away in horror
When the lies
A blemish is left within the heart
Howling to be healed with a prince kiss.
Unknown scars of yesterday
Remained visible on the sword
Kept in the scabbard.
Scab drawn within, intensively,
And memories of good days hung high upon mountain
Exchange of wind blows set in.
When the heart lies, the heart becomes shrank and softer.
As trust escape through the door and anger hasten in.
Separated world and twisted fate
Twisted fate such as twist
Of each married man as one heart becomes two.
Loneliness entered as fondness hasten away
Darkness of the night becomes visible to the eyes
Back to back on the bed,
Dinning before the other if the appetites were there
When the heart lies, the iron ring would be thrust aside and trampled upon.
World apart,
Two together becomes apart.
Marriage is not a bed of roses neither relationship a sweet songs.
Mother warned you to be faithful
Remembering the oats on the altar
White gown wore with veil now turns black and red.
Lying dismantled the holy matrimony.
Oh! The serpent at it again,
The old deceiver of the world
Here lie our first parents whom you deceived
Of which use is your power when you make us lie?
When the heart lies,
It brings Bruises on the face
Infidelity brought the pains
Thousand warning unheard
Waite for the miserable life in future
When you have too many mouth to feed.
Take care humble heart, take care emotions
Take care father heart, least you perish in misery.
(JOHN CHIZOBA VINCENT)
I wish you would
now I'm not trying to brag
nor be conceded or oever confidant
but all I know is that the Lords on my side
and within Him I can handle it
AND THAT HE'LL LET NOT NOTHING HAPPEN TO ONE OF HIS OWN (CHILD)
I WISH YOU WOULD
COME OVER AND START SOMETIN
I WISH YOU WOULD
PROMOTE YOUR HATE
I WISH YOU WOULD
COME AND TRY TO MISTREAT ME
THIS I WOULD... I WISH YOU WOULD
married man to their wife
I wish you would place your hand on me, unworthy come on try to hit me
I wish you would take what's yours and God's go head and try rob me of my virtue
Sisters to their sister/brother
I wish you would promote a jealousy what you see in not of you nor me
only if you promote this, sister lets move on beyond this it's not worth losing your(our) souls
AND THAT HE'LL LET NOT NOTHING HAPPEN TO ONE OF HIS OWN (CHILD)
I WISH YOU WOULD
COME OVER AND START SOMETIN
I WISH YOU WOULD
PROMOTE YOUR HATE
I WISH YOU WOULD
COME AND TRY TO MISTREAT ME
THIS I WOULD... I WISH YOU WOULD
Self (you alone or I)
I come be you, you are me and I are you
so much shame and hurt and doubt
It's a wonder I gotta come clean Lord, God help me to figure this out
My children...(the parents complain
My children the phrase you git on my nerves I guess you haven't heard
I'll now speak it birth it with my mouth there'll be peace in my house
and the sickness I wish you would
I have shield and by Christ stripes I'm healed
Nana na na na na ya can't touch me now
I wish you would, I wish you would
take my land use your body strike me with your hand
I wish you would cuss at me rob me disown me
I wish you would keep me from serving my God to thee
I wish you would say I'm blameless I must confess that we're all sinners just saved by grace
AND THAT HE'LL LET NOT NOTHING HAPPEN TO ONE OF HIS OWN (CHILD)
I WISH YOU WOULD
COME OVER AND START SOMETIN
I WISH YOU WOULD
PROMOTE YOUR HATE
I WISH YOU WOULD
COME AND TRY TO MISTREAT ME
THIS I WOULD... I WISH YOU WOULD
03/27/07
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
I want to thank you for being a complete ass
I learned so much from you as if I were in class
You were the teacher of life’s many lessons
As your pupil, I took them as disguised blessings
I had experienced things I’d never been through
Now I’m a master and I’m here to say thank you
Thank you for lying to me about your marriage
From the very beginning you were burning that bridge
I never thought I would deal with a married man
But apparently, that was just a part of your plan
Tired of what was at home, you preyed on me
Naïve and green at the age of twenty-three
Thank you so much for punching me in my face
I’m guessing I needed to be put in my place?
From the very first hit, my eyes started to open
But love decided to keep me prisoner back then
The hair pulling, face spitting, and yes, the neck choking
Were all because it was you I was “provoking”
Thank you for hurting me with your spiteful words
Guess you thought my love was for the birds
I was a *****, I was ugly, I was uppity, I was fat
An annoying sore you couldn’t help but pick at
Powerless in your world, you tried controlling mine
So your verbal abuse was used to keep me in line
Thank you for abandoning me in my time of need
Leaving me alone to deal with my pregnancy
Times I was sick, I had no one to console me
You left me alone so that you didn’t have to hold me
I gave birth in the presence of your absence
While you secretly laughed at my heart’s expense
Thank you for teaching me all about relationships
That sense shouldn’t be dimmed by love’s eclipse
Before I get too deep, I should know his intentions
And that I could avoid hurt if I just pay attention
I am of worth and I shouldn’t be disrespected
I deserve love and I shouldn’t be neglected
My heart is of gold and should be protected
Reciprocation of love should be expected
My heart should not be force fed suspicion
So my trust should be earned, not easily given
To the one I won’t name, I want to say thank you
For all the *****that you have put me through.
The Night Was Young Part II
About A year had gone by, since Tony had left.
They used to write or call eachother all the time.
They had grown up like brothers. he had told Tony
that he was afraid , that something was going to
happen to him. Tony said no - soon you will be able
to come To Texas and get a job here.
Things don't always come out like we plan them. Alex
was still in Chicago. Even though he was married, he
would still spend time with Danny and why not, they
were best friends. Summer came and went. soon Fall
was there. The trees had already lost their leaves and
it was starting to get cold. Danny made plans to go into
the ARMY. He was very happy. About two weeks before
he left - Him and Alex went out to celebrate.
After spending a good part of the night together - Alex
told him that they had to go home, because it was late
and he was a married man. Danny told him - The night is
young. I'll just stay a while and then I'll go home.
Alex did leave and he was left alone. Danny was twenty
years old. it was December the 9th of 1990 at about 6:00AM
He was walking down the street, when someone from a car
called him - Danny, Danny. As he got closer - some guns were
pulled and nine bullets hit him.
He had no chance to run. His funeral was big. Many people
went. My husband and I were also there. Alex had told us right
away. His mother cried a lot and held on to the coffin. She didn't
want to let go. Then - she wanted to show her love - but it was
too late. He was already gone. She couldn't understand how he
knew so many people or how so many people knew him. many
people attended his funeral. In his short life he made a lot of
friends. I was one of them.
03/25/2013
written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
Note: This is all true. This can happen
in any big City. don't wait to show your
love to your children, One day - it may
be too late...