Friday, April 24, 2009

Games.

Another gem from my past. It's not dated, but I believe it's from late 80's. It goes on my list of "What was I thinking?" Note to self : Start a list of afore mentioned. I seriously cannot remember why I wrote this. Probably with good reason.

Games

You look at me, and smile.
You radiate your inner beauty.
I feel the tension in your stare.
You look at him, and smile.
You exude your pain from within.
I feel the torture brought upon you.
We feel the Tug-of-War together.
Our souls play a feisty game of Twister.
He feels like a lost Monopoly piece,
not needed, but yet significant.
You feel like a giant row of Dominoes.
Ready to take the fall,
As long as there is a smile at the end.
I feel like the Pawn in Chess.
Expendable at any given moment.
It doesn't matter what game we play.
Someone is going to lose.
May the winner be there when the loser falls.

Lyn Hernandez

3 comments:

  1. that's some pretty powerful stuff there chicky. I liked it a lot.

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  2. i like it! got alot of imagery :)

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  3. Thank you very much. I believe this was about a boy that my friend was dating. Her choice between our friendship and him. And me being protective.

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