she is a rock salt dressed as sugar
gleefully dishonest
superficial charm her armour
she parades in fake cries
spewing lies as she breathes
constantly complaining she is tired
exhausted from her own concoction of lies
so habitual she is lost
and started believing her own twisted truth
creating drama is her sport
playing victim is her ploy
the un-favoured, the overworked
an “angel” always craving chaos
her importunate ways will drive you cray
(forced to) give her the right hand she demands
she will bite it as she feeds
and if your lucky, her ingratitude
will drain your spirit till it no longer bleed
she is a clumsy manipulator
wearing a see-through layered mask
leaving evidence in her tracks
but she has the effrontery to continue her act
showing up as she fraudulently scheme
dragging the innocent bun
so sickening
how do you manage to sleep
oh sweet mistress of lies and deceit
Tag: postaweek
festival of lights
I may be feeling in the dark right now. This is simply a reminder that nighttime ain’t too bad and won’t last long, and that it’s not what you have on the outside that glitters in light, it’s what you have on the inside that shines in the dark.
<Wellington LUX is a free public light festival that turns Wellington’s waterfront and laneways into a captivating celebration of light, art, technology and design-http://lux.org.nz>
(while) on the move
there’s this filipino idiomatic expression that says “namamangka sa dalawang ilog” which according to google translate means “boating on two rivers.” this idiom is usually used when referring to two timing ass****s. No, this is not about cheaters and i am not giving a lecture on filipino literature (not my turf). this however is what i feel when it comes to “home.” they say home is where the heart is and as per the last time i checked my heart belongs to two places. i cannot decide between the two nor get enough of either one. always my bemused plight while i’m among these clouds.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/on-the-move/
whimsical mayhem 