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A dash of salt

A dash of salt
To season All the half truths
You told me

A dash of salt
To heal All the wounds
You gave me

A dash of salt
Tossed over my shoulder
As I curse your name

A dash of salt
Is what you are now
May you melt in the falling rain


Contents written: April 9 2015. Edited: April 12 2015  |  Originally published: April 2015  |  Copyright © 2015-2016  Moylom Enterprises


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The best of me

 

 

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It hurt to know
She got the best of you,
When all the while
You got the best of me.

But I was only 23,
And little did I know
My life had just begun,
But I carried your words
With me all the years.

I always thought you cruel
To say those words to me,
But you knew I was a good listner
So I listened to you glow
Over the one who got the best of you.

Today I realize
The best of me
Was yet to come.
I still had a lot to learn;
I still had many tears yet to cry;
I still had many trials to face;

But now I know to whom
I wish to give my best
And alas, it’s not you
But God.

For it is He who really matters;
It is He who really knows me;
It is He who loves me
More than you ever could.

I wish I knew that then
But it’s ok
For I know it now.


Contents written: November 18 2015 | Originally published: July 31 2016 | Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


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I’m leaving…

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You demonstrated
Time and again,
That you didn’t really
Care about me,
So why are you now
Surprised that I’m leaving?

Why stay where
I’m not appreciated?
Why pretend
To your family and friends
That we’re a happy couple?

My days of charades
Are finally over.
It’s time for you to grow up,
But then again, don’t bother!

Don’t change for me;
Don’t make yourself unhappy
Just to please me,
You’ll only hate me for it
I don’t need that.

Change should only come
From a personal need to do so —
From within.

Do you see now why I must go?
Don’t cry, don’t beg,
Don’t try to reason.
You had many chances
And blew them all.

You are happy here
But I am not
And never will be.
This never was my home,
I was just “the help with benefits” —
Someone to cater to your every need
But always an after-thought to you.

How cruel!
Cruel for me,
But convenient for you.
I know I’m worth more than THAT,
I deserve more than
To be just a placeholder.

Thanks for the fun exciting times,
They created great memories
But you broke your promise to me
And now I know where I stand.
No more stringing me along…
Goodbye.


Contents written: May 24 2016 | Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Poetry, Uncategorized

Boys vs Men…

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Just so you know…
I saw you that day —
You saw me, hid your face, then ran away.

I’ll never forget
The image of you
Scampering off into the distance.

Those are the actions of a boy not a man.
I pretended not to see you
But, behind my sunglasses, I did.

In that very instant I realized
Everything you said of yourself was true,
But I’ll leave you now to recall your own words…


Contents written: June 23 2016  |  Originally published: July 16 2016  |  Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises