Betrayal Poems

Forgive you Forget me not!

Why must you try?
Do you try to make yourself feel better?
Do you try because you want my mind

The Tangled Web

“Oh! What a tangled web we weave

When first we practise to deceive”!

(Marmion, Sir Walter Scott. 1808)

How true those words from long ago

Yet

Life is worth Your while! / While Living

finds its path crenging narrow ways/

 'depending on thy righteous thoughts" of

thy deeds in mansions of habitat curse of

unhumanize

love is like the wind, it blows from one end to another with a gentle touch but has a bitter ending.

love is one step at

One morning i didn't wake up

The world fell in love 

The world suddenly shows love

The world can be nostalgic sometimes

 The world can be cruel sometimes

The world

I feel sad when i see you the same,
For decades you remain lame,
It is indeed a pity or late blame,
But i just

Saying goodbye to September

All New York is a cold. And everywhere

Show signs of winter, when the winds blow,

It made one’s shiver to the bone: clogged

I’m a stranger with so much to tell

I’m a loner with power of despair

I’ve been told to be kind and strong

That kindness cost me nothing

     FOOL ME ONCE

I was obsessed, with friendship

I laid the foundation of my life, around it

Joy was continually aboard with me, even in township

I was

I’ve lost it all
Memories choke the breath that dies to cry for help
Into silence I've become
No one saves me from the wounded

BLOODWATER

Friendship is water

Family is blood

I am ICJ

I am Bloodwater

Blood to family

Water to friendship institute

But I got respect for both institute

Blood is thicker

than water

Friend is friend

Blood

Let’s just continue on

sexual ambiguity lives

women like the alpha male

pushing boundaries

demons of a childhood

shame and self-blame

defying my authority

testing my affection

the scene is set

everybody around me

woe to you evil men, the priesthood is dead go run and tell it! for eternal power gave it religion. which men has turn it

PLANET OF DISCOMFORT

Where  emptiness abound;
Therein to stay it crowd;
Then brokenness bold'y speaks;
Planet of discomfort.

Who played this strings of clef?
We were wait'ng

They hate the way that I just know who I am and it’s not up for discussion.

They love the way that when they talk down

The other woman.    
                                 Sharon Maria Moemise 

'cos I

I failed my dreams,

fulfilled someone else’s.

Yes,

I failed.

But,

I felt fulfilled.