school playground menaces
beastly children; rude bullies
teachers seldom see
disruptive home life
victims* hate coming to school
tattlers are punished
mimicking teachers
dysfunctional parenting
learned behavior
[*both the bullied and the one
doing the bullying are victims]
written January 27, 2022
Bricks of pain heaved on feeble frame
Hell’s ring tone in fragile ears
Exits incomparable in life’s little memory
A goddess gone, the pillar of a heart’s strength.
Lured above reason by fables,
By mean mortals of and kings of calumny
“They said, and the tattlers said”
to the end of a structure so rare.
This trust is tested,
As hope crumbles
Among dark rumors by strange marauders,
A heart nurtured for stranger’s gains
An Oprah’s regret found in Ruth.
All entreaties as weak words they fall,
And so must I let the bird fly to her nest,
Into hideouts carved by her lust and greed,
Seeking a heaven in hell’s lies.
A foretelling powers of bygone times
Pronounced this exit by lightning's speed.
Goodbye to true parleys of the heart,
An End to the dream by imputed fables.
A shaking of wind, a tossing of sea
A tornado of earth’s fires
A true test of oaths and love
Goodbye to what men call love.
now and forever know.
Eros is a stranger to agape
I've been freed as love walked away
The myth we've met were abscond silently
The gladness had now turned into annoy
Mayhap i'll erudite to be singlehandedly
They said that everyone is lonely sometimes
But I'll invariably remain solitary all the times
As no futile or any sprout maiden will eliminates
I've annulled all the tattlers who blabbed my desires
Being single is all what made men to be legend
Thought I invariably stand affirm and not depended
And I'll forslow until God thrilled a matured maid
That gain and impart homage to the one who esteemed
Head as a ballon
Heard unintentionally
Tattlers in the work
As I am walking into my destiny,
With my tattered blue jean that I have conserved in the family archive.
The giggle, cackle, chuckle can witness how I have been pestered by life.
Even the silly cat and dog in the house distance from me,
Because of my persisted wrangling, bickering and squabbling life.
I have been quarantined without any infection in my biological home.
When will this pestering and harrying life will stop.
While my colleagues have be blessed with sparkle life,
I am not exempted from derision and whisperer.
As I walk with a heavy heart,
My self respect having evaporated in the hands of tattlers.
So when will I escape from this miserable mystify life,
I cannot wait for tomorrow.
I am walking toward where my destiny has be stolen into.
My heart flares not in the journey of discovering my destiny,
Though the road may attract with numerous brutes and dangerous beasts.
It is goodwill to die in war front like soldier than to live and die chagrin life,
Even the tattlers will appreciate the gallant and chivalrous journey to discover my destiny.
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