I am guilty of misjudgement, Guilty of seeing the good. I thought I’d figured out your flaws; Was happy that I had identified each one. And while they added up, They only made you imperfectly perfect. Don’t worry, I’m aware of my own flaws too. They’re recorded in my mind like twisted trophies in a … Continue reading
Roses are red, Sunflowers are yellow. You came across As a charming fellow. Your gestures were grand, Your sweet-talk was slick, But I finally see now, You’re a bit of a pri – mative human being.
We’re living in a world of deception, Surrounded by embellished facades That beckon us in or beg for attention. Our eyes are easily tricked, persuaded to glance longingly in the right direction. And yet we avoid amending our prescriptions. Ignorance is bliss, but knowledge is power – and can “sweet” exist without presence of “sour”? … Continue reading
Some of us are cursed over-doers. We over-think, over-analyse, even over-feel. Rest is replaced with stress as we deliberate over the “what-ifs”, Questioning minor details until the whole world becomes surreal. Over-doing isn’t always bad. Sometimes we over-achieve, and that makes us over-the-moon! We’re demeaned for being “over-sensitive” (like that’s going to help…), But it’s … Continue reading
If ever two were one, then surely we. But woe, your life has been bereft of me. Miss Markle sadly somehow took my place, Before you got to see my splendid face. You’ve always been, by far, my favourite ginge, (Although at times your actions make me cringe) But now that even Sheeran is engaged, … Continue reading
She walks in beauty, like the day Of pastel hues and balmy wind; But I have heard some people say That naturally she’s not soft-skinned; And ‘cause she wants to #hashtag “slay”, Countless selfies she’s already binned. One eyelash more, one blemish less, She photoshops and smooths her face, Thankful her hair is not a … Continue reading
The Bird and the Pussycat’s bright eyes met Through the towering pane of glass. Bird knew it was wrong, to pursue this love-song, But he thought he was pretty bad-ass. He fluttered his wings and puffed out his chest, And sang to the watching cat, “Oh pretty Pussy! You’re simply the best! Won’t you come … Continue reading
I wandered lonely as a cloud (That’s gained a little fluff this year) And slowly walked up to the crowd, Who smiled and said “Hello my dear!” With shining eyes and laughs so hearty, They were the life of the family party. Although they clearly meant no harm, Their idle chatter I did dread, For … Continue reading
Tricky Pancakes 