Wait For Love

We should have waited

Maybe

To see what will unfurl

We should have waited

Perhaps

Just so we can say we did

We should have waited

Maybe

 For the discipline; you'd say

We should have waited

Perhaps

In obedience to rules then belief

We should have waited

Probably

We wouldn't have swept the guilt under the carpet
Behind a facade of coolness

If we had waited

Perhaps

There would be no suspicion

We did not wait

Maybe

Because we fanned the embers

We would have waited

Except nobody did

Why should we?

We waited

Yes, we did

Despite all

We wait

We are

Anything can happen

Leftovers

Original versions of products are held at great value.
Your value as a human being is determined in part by society,
Associations, character.

You are a product,
A by-product of what I left.
You are my leftovers.

Who am I to value/devalue you?
After all, in a recycled world,
I have someone's leftovers too.
:)

And in case you want to get all gangster on me,
I may be someone's leftover.
Now, you can get it twisted.
:)

What We See

The toast of town they were called,
They are a match-made-in-heaven,
The ideal couple,
None was surprised when they announced,
At the end of the festive season they tie the knot.

An idyllic marriage they had,
At least that was what everyone thought.
When she turned up with a black-eye,
Making an excuse; not seeing a door in a blackout,
Much thought was not given to it.
When he attended events, once-too-many times, alone;
Excusing her of having a headache,
Seeing her a day later,
Wrapped in blanket clothes with darkened lenses;
Questions were not asked.

When we close our eyes to what is seen,
Pretending what we think is what is real,
We miss the signs.
An idyllic marriage turned out to be,
Nothing more than a charade-in-tresses,
Masking inadequacies, fears, and tears.
Cat-fights, fist-fights and jaded dreams.

Mommy and Daddy

Mommy is a hustler.
Daddy is a rebel.

Each wants the best for the kids.
Working where they shine,
Playing roles they excel in,
For a secure future,
For the sake of the kids.

So Mommy is a hustler,
And Daddy is a rebel.

Sparkles In My Eyes

They say I get sparkles in my eyes when I mention your name.
Yes, your name.
That is only on the outside.
Inside, I feel happiness.
Everything has come together
If I am deliriously happy when I mention your name,
What do you feel when you mention mine?

Enjoy your weekend and I can say this because I actually have a weekend now. Hurray!!!
* ZERO DAYS!
I support 1 GOAL with zero goal for the opposing team. LOL...