I’D RATHER BE..

I TAKE DELIGHT IN BEING OBLIVIOUS.

SOCIAL SUBTERFUGE, THESE BLOODSUCKING VILLAINS

I’M A WALKING AMBIGUITY, RUNNING FROM ALL BIAS AMIDST

I FIND COMFORT IN BEING ABSTEMIOUS BUT THEY ALWAYS COME WITH THE “TEA”

BANTA, VENOM

I’M IN MY HIDEAWAY

I KNOW IT CASTS AWAY THE LIGHT BUT TO DISREGARD THE CROWD, I MUST

TO REINFORCES THE VISIONARY LINKS, I WILL

IF YOU DISENTANGLE MY WORDS, IT’S NOT THE CROWD, IT’S THE NOISE WITHIN THE CROWD

NO LONGER WILL I TOLLERATE THE NOISE WITHIN THE CROWD, I’M DONE.

@loveeiriny

Rolling, trembling, Rising Stone

What’s beneath the icing that melts?
What’s beneath the house that crumbles?

Like fuel to the car,
Like wings on an angel

Indeed, it’s the bewitching configures of a female being,

blessed is her anchorage

Who’s hidden thoughts do you seek to descry?

There’s a genie in the bottle
There’s a woman ‘tween the shadows of her peers

forced into being of something she isn’t,

To dine with the devil

Devine wine please speak up
Revive or perish,

Lambaste in thorns

She’s loosing herself in his horns

Urges to be free but never makes it to an open gate

She tries to be like the rest but dogfights alienation vis a vis mates

She grasps that the world is flat and she a rolling stone.