The Poetess Vixen

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The poetess vixen
Trying to seduce my intellect
Whispering those sweet thoughts
Paused my pen; time to reflect
But I’m not one to cave to pressure
Her pretty eyes leading me to temptation
I can appreciate & smile back
Without any need for erotic retaliation

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The Pressures Of A Creative World

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The pressures of a creative world
The mind’s eye reflecting society
Sculpting words to fit this day
My life better when wrapped in piety
But you must choose your own path
No one can tell you what you need to do
Your experiences are solely your own
In the end, your happiness is simply up to you

We Can Choose To Be Who We Wish

We can choose to be who we wish
Or we can try to be something we’re not
But the Earth keeps spinning around
Illusion or otherwise, this one’s gonna be hot
But I want to be something a little more real
To live authentically in spite of society’s pressure
I will not be goaded into buying demeaning products
I’ll remain true & gentlemanly as I stay a dapper dresser

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It’s A Nondescript Alcove

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It’s a nondescript alcove
A humble place I can journal my deepest thoughts
I can write of my secret crushes & fond lovers
Decrypting moods of soul’s who cannot be bought
I’ll scribble away without any pressure to perform
These jottings belong to me; they’re only mine
Tomes dedicated to the craft of confession
A postscript punctuated with a toast of red wine

I’m Doing My Best

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I’m doing my best, can’t you see
Amidst the horrors of modern day
The ghost stories rising in the mind
The times when you’re in your own way
You grab at your head in pain
The frustration of structured expectation
Pressures of their unintended demands
Prompting proclamations of demarcation

Tight Jeans & Faddish Sunglasses

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Tight jeans & faddish sunglasses

Bra straps hanging out of her wife beater

Sometimes it’s all just too much

Pressures of the world & how it will defeat her

 

It all comes back to the blues

Basic emotions of love and life

All the desires we grew up wanting

She only wanted kids & to be a wife

 

You don’t always get what you want

Sometimes you don’t get what you need

There’s no time to think of you

With a broken soul & hungry mouths to feed