Whether it is for lust or lies
it’s disingenuous to cause such a fuss
As your ass is facing the skies
for our head is planning your demise
Don’t spare any grace you don’t posses
but you even lack imagination or pizazz
Too much oxygen is bad for a brain
when your body’s always upside down
Smug I’m not, but you’re conceited
Bored I am, and you’re defeated
‘Watch me here’
‘Read me there’
Bitch please, is you all there?
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Gosh, I've seen some terrible crap myself on Instagram, it's a shame really how women can sometimes use social media to flaunt their bodies for their image. I also find it really sad when people use filters It's so fake. I find this an important subject especially for the young. 💖
Yes Teddy, especially when this preoccupation stunts their intellectual growth-thanks for relating to this and the read
Loved this write
Well worth the wait
Different world from the one I grew up in
Great read
So nice that you noticed the absence
I waited for what I had to say
And to your reference to ‘your different world’ of growing up, I think that we have met HER in all sorts of worlds :))
Definitely
Although not with such a platform
Thoroughly enjoyed the read
Lord have mercy!!! You're not lying! One of the reasons why I left "social media". Too fake! This title is chef's kiss!!! 🙏
LOL
Thank you!
So sad when some women wrap their entire self worth up in their appearance, or are willing to degrade themselves in a public forum for shock value. However, I wonder, would they do such things if it were really in public, or does the safety of their own bedroom give them courage to put themselves on display. Either way, you are spot on my friend.
Thank you for your read and I’m glad that this was thought provokingly honest-I just that it would be nice to have something important to say if you’re putting yourself on display-best poet friend
I love this. Half battle all poem. Thrust out your chest the best fall down when you claim YOUR ground.
He he, the poem was definitely confrontational-but I’m glad that you’re keeping accurate stats-KA I appreciate your visit and feedback friend…
jeez I Just love it when ya talk dirty to me like that .. ssh .. it happens and only too often .. sadly .. write on ma'am .. Neville
je pense que tu as le mauvais numéro
😅
alors je vous demande pardon madame.. pardonnez-moi, je ne suis qu’un pauvre paysan ignorant 🙂
Merci ! — Il n’y a pas de quoi, Cher monsieur 🥂
Really don't know what you are on about. I don't do social media. why would I ? I encounter enough stupid people in my everyday existence without what I hear is that.
Smart move, sir…Thanks for the read…
what bothers me most
is that this once trend, is now
accepted as a societal norm
a concept, career path
where new generations will seek
to emulate for its ease of access
to instant attention and
hollow validation.. scary!
(what a brave and important write
dear Poet)
Thank you for your time and attention-I agree, the normalization of this conduct has changed the social and career codes-
I remember enjoying what they had to offer...those were the days, but definitely better days ahead lol,
Love it.
LOL Yes it was a social Phenomenon originally and some people found it liberating-last I heard is it infiltrates different platforms and is boring and uninspiring-as to a similar theme to your most recent poem, I was going to suggest my ‘Love Potion No 19’ poem with some similarities in the themes of the young lust and true connection merging
I agree and what you've heard is true. Definitely going to give 'love potion No 19' a read, thanks for the suggestion.
It’s great that you visited and connected with my words, Maxine-I’m looking forward to the rest of your raw and authentic poetry…
This piece says it all, with brutal clarity. Definitely a fave... I love it! - I love it when poetry tells the sober truth! - A hard hitting expose in every write!
Thank you sir, there was an urgent need, to say it that day…
Sing it, sister. Brilliant work.
LOL, I lost it for a moment-thanks for liking it Thomas
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