Yes, Dear

That is all you want to hear.

That I agree with you.

While you gulp your latest beer,

and call me by a moo.

Yes, dear.

You, I fear.

Though that I never say-

even in bed -

where I let you have your way.

Yes, dear started out as a joke,

a fun thing

and I even accepted a ring.

However, my spirit broke,

and it became the standard reply,

and in silence I cry.

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My Choice

My choice, it is MY CHOICE!

What you want does not matter now.

You never cared for what I wanted before;

Only for what you wanted.

So now, I have a decision to make.

Make without your input and advice.

And I will choose what is best for me.

FOR ME, not you.

Why does it matter now for you?

When it never did before?

You just wanted your fun without asking me.

You used me, and I am paying the price.

The price for not standing up for myself.

For not walking out without saying good-bye.

I will do fine without you.

Without your input, I will make my choice.



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Warmth

I live in darkness,

yet I see it not.

The darkness is my friend,

yet is lacks compassion.

My friend envelops me,

and I find that comforting.

Me who is alone,

even with my friend.

Alone in the world,

which is full of people

The world beckons warmth,

which I pretend to have.

The warmth is light,

and I see it.

The light makes me happy,

so towards it I go.

Happy I feel,

for a change that feels good.




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Dark Sunshine

Hiding, Hiding, Hiding,

yet not realizing it.

I imagine I am in the sun;

Smiling, smiles of empty joy.

In darkness, I live and smile,

no one can see me smile -

especially me.

But the sun that I created warms me with cold;

Cold in darkness that does not warmly shine.

To me it does as I continue to fool myself;

reality distorts and I am emptily happy.

One door, maybe more, lead out into true sunshine,

and I wait for them to open.

They remain closed for I only wait

and never take the initiative.





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Life and Love

Love is so sweet

Life shines brighter

Birds and bees sound clearer

The sun warms me all over

Your touch excites me

Your smile brightens my day

Your eyes melt into mine

I just cuddle with you

Time passes happily

Life is complete

Nothing more is needed

Nothing more is wanted

Smiles on both sides






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Two Angles

Your two little angels smile as they sit on your shoulders.

They love you and are happy for you.

In your heart, they tell you they love you;

They hear you tell them you love them too

and would do anything to give you a hug for real

instead of being angles on your shoulder

and living in your heart.

 But living in your heart is the only option

left to them and happily they stay there;

Always looking after you and knowing

how much you miss their hugs and kisses.

And they miss yours.

They do not blame you for what happened

for they know you did your best and honestly.

They want you to know they are always with you

and love you now and forever more.

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They

They take our culture

and change it into something it is not.

They do not really understand it

nor try to.

They just twist our culture

into something that it is not.

Confronted about the truth,

they just tell us we are wrong.

We are not wrong;

They are.

We fight a good fight,

but they smile condescendingly.

Feeling they know best

when they do not know anything at all.

In their haughty ignorance, they appropriate our culture,

and reduce it to nothing.

While we keep the true meaning

of our beautiful culture.

A culture that is being shredded

into lies and falsehoods

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