A SUNNY SORT OF SAWADEE
"You white monkey" she had said,
but naught to do with race
though it can be with some.
No, we both lay in my bed
and smiled face to face
in the land of a smiling sun.
THE DISAPPOINTED DREAMER
She's a damn disappointment.
Different I'd dreamt she'd be.
Sometimes I see ahead
as to others, not as to me.
As to my own affairs,
they're not so crystal clear.
Thus with disappointment
I'll live for many a year ?
SHAPING A FOLLOWING SHADOW
We can all make mistakes,
but the ones with intent
will catch up with us
in some future event.
Our own shadows know
just what are the facts.
We can lie to ourselves
but the shadow keeps track.
A PLASTIC ROSE
A young lady rose -
I'll not mask it -
but one with a soul
that is purely plastic.
WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ?
Where love is offered
it's often refused,
as if it be something
we can pick-and-choose.
Do not tell me who to love,
there're folk sure not worthy of.
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