Fake Personality
Not in the realm of reality
Fake Personality
You don’t know what you are headed for
Games you play in others’ heads
Leaves them down and sad
Just flash that deceptive smile
And they’ll have believed everything you said
Oh you are a slick one
Knock down anyone
To get what you desire
Playing with hearts and minds
This time you will find
You’re playing with fire
Fake Personality
Inhaling your last breath of sanity
Fake Personality
Never changed from what you were before
Just about everyone hates you down to your core
When someone calls you their grievances
Out come Oscar winning performances
And you get away with murder once more
One day it’ll all fall back on you
The lies told become unglued
And you’ll be exposed as a liar
Oh you’re a slick one
Knock down anyone
But now you’re playing with fire.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Click By: Karen Pilarski
Click, click, click
Eye brow sweating, veins twitching
Fingers rapidly shifting
Body glued to the seat
Snug in bed loved ones you should be missing
The gleam of the screen, smell of deceit
Must be intoxicating
Tick, Tick, Tick
Repetitive eye movements
Clock hands becoming invisible
Secrecy replaces intimate moments
Take in everything
Learning nothing
Click, click, click.
Eye brow sweating, veins twitching
Fingers rapidly shifting
Body glued to the seat
Snug in bed loved ones you should be missing
The gleam of the screen, smell of deceit
Must be intoxicating
Tick, Tick, Tick
Repetitive eye movements
Clock hands becoming invisible
Secrecy replaces intimate moments
Take in everything
Learning nothing
Click, click, click.
Lost Days of Innocence By: Karen Pilarski
Cotton candy taste
Milkshake dreams, candy dazed heads
Running around till street lights dim
Playing in dirt, making messes with paste
Torn band aid where skinned knees bled
Children’s laughter is the best medicine
Rose tinted faces, sticky hands become wet
Soggy mittens, stingy hair
Crowded playground, whipping cars along with street
Little things mean a lot like loose change found
Moving higher and higher on the swing set
Egged on by friends, big kids start to stare
World looking miniature underneath small feet
With courage, jumping off and landing on the ground
I just want to hear the children play
No longer a fight over silly rules and bedtimes at early twilight
Sense of security, cavity of society decays
Playgrounds once full of life become eerily silent.
Milkshake dreams, candy dazed heads
Running around till street lights dim
Playing in dirt, making messes with paste
Torn band aid where skinned knees bled
Children’s laughter is the best medicine
Rose tinted faces, sticky hands become wet
Soggy mittens, stingy hair
Crowded playground, whipping cars along with street
Little things mean a lot like loose change found
Moving higher and higher on the swing set
Egged on by friends, big kids start to stare
World looking miniature underneath small feet
With courage, jumping off and landing on the ground
I just want to hear the children play
No longer a fight over silly rules and bedtimes at early twilight
Sense of security, cavity of society decays
Playgrounds once full of life become eerily silent.
The End By: Karen Pilarski
When the end is near
What appears?
Is there a brilliant light
That takes over taste, sound and sight?
Unique souls to represent who we are
Is God up in the sky or is he really that far
So many questions that won’t be answered
Until the end is near
A felt presence, of loved ones who have passed before
Sickness and pain fade, life’s restrictions are no more
Nothing left to fear
When the end is here.
Webs By: Karen Pilarski
A web of lies
Decorated, woven silky lines
Spun and stretched up high
Arched the eyebrow to deflect and defy
Used color lenses to add to the disguise
The spinner, coward hides truth inside
Although not as cleverly as she may find
The heart and eyes don't lie
Just I.
Decorated, woven silky lines
Spun and stretched up high
Arched the eyebrow to deflect and defy
Used color lenses to add to the disguise
The spinner, coward hides truth inside
Although not as cleverly as she may find
The heart and eyes don't lie
Just I.
To Be With Me By: Karen Pilarski
Believe in me
When truth is too frosted to see
Measure goodness by soul
Not by appearances that deceive
Even if near drowning
Would you rage against the storm?
If only for a chance to touch my hand
Through tornadoes that form
Spits you out onto wet sand
When you put my needs before your own
Then my heart will come home
Then I could be yours
Possibly
I have drawn the shades up
Leaving mere resonant of past
Don’t dwell on you’re sadness
The blues won’t last
When you can say you love me unconditionally
And keep my name in your heart faithfully
Then I could be yours
Possibly
This heart
Banged up, bandaged
Still has blood coursing through it
Flowing like a lake
This heart longs to be
With someone who aches
To be with me.
Inside Out By: Karen Pilarski
Bruised ego
from the hits inflicted
you still have the sore
The sounds of the names yelled
Hurts you just as much as before
I know a secret is not well hidden
The writings on your face
Don’t let people tell you
The feelings you have are forbidden
There is no time for that type of hate
Its got to take a lot of courage
To be the one to step out of hiding
I used to think your were only confused
But then I was just denying
You are an inspiration
This bravery astonishes me
There is no doubt
You are still human
Inside out.
Procrastination By: Karen Pilarski
Let me think
Ponder here for a moment or two
Your presence here has frozen my tongue
Up to my knees in love’s quicksand, I sink
Is your heart racing to?
With one look in my eyes, I come undone
My words unintelligent
Face a shade of crimson
Clumsy but not for you enjoyment
Why can’t I be smooth like those other women?
Your voice
Soothing and lush
Like the sound of an angel’s call
Only I have the choice
To confess my crush
Or risk my inevitable fall
I go in circles unable to follow through
Contemplating telling you, at the brink
Let me think
Ponder here a moment or two...
Ponder here for a moment or two
Your presence here has frozen my tongue
Up to my knees in love’s quicksand, I sink
Is your heart racing to?
With one look in my eyes, I come undone
My words unintelligent
Face a shade of crimson
Clumsy but not for you enjoyment
Why can’t I be smooth like those other women?
Your voice
Soothing and lush
Like the sound of an angel’s call
Only I have the choice
To confess my crush
Or risk my inevitable fall
I go in circles unable to follow through
Contemplating telling you, at the brink
Let me think
Ponder here a moment or two...
In This Room By: Karen Pilarski
Daunting shadows press their bodies against the wall
In this mind the shadows take up space and time
Memories linger and spirits fall
In this room what was once before binds
Dimly lit windows decorates the dark house
Like changing moods that have sunk through time
Washed my hands of the sticky situation, quiet as a mouse
Time is all but mine
The air stale and musty fills the aura of my heart
Gasping for brand new feelings that have not yet formed
In this room the shadows dance and laugh at the one who fell apart
The damage is done the heart has grown deformed
Furniture traps my body in place
There is no room for love to be replaced
Wasted energy like static
Clings to my soul, deadly and tragic
I know deep down it is time
To let those bad feelings die
Let love like flowers bloom
But not while I wait desperate in this room.
In this mind the shadows take up space and time
Memories linger and spirits fall
In this room what was once before binds
Dimly lit windows decorates the dark house
Like changing moods that have sunk through time
Washed my hands of the sticky situation, quiet as a mouse
Time is all but mine
The air stale and musty fills the aura of my heart
Gasping for brand new feelings that have not yet formed
In this room the shadows dance and laugh at the one who fell apart
The damage is done the heart has grown deformed
Furniture traps my body in place
There is no room for love to be replaced
Wasted energy like static
Clings to my soul, deadly and tragic
I know deep down it is time
To let those bad feelings die
Let love like flowers bloom
But not while I wait desperate in this room.
Love's Blush By: Karen Pilarski
Love’s blush
On my cheek
Sensual touch on rosy lips
I crush
The melody of you on repeat
Oh, I’ve been floating over the skyline ever since
Anticipating the trumpets to sound
Upon hearing your name over and over again called
In your absence
I still feel love’s blush present
I crush.
Spoon Fed By: Karen Pilarski
Silver spoon fed, sleeping in your golden bed
Life is so damn good to you
Don’t you know how it is to live in this pain?
You don’t care as long as nothing ruins your fame
Oh high roller, you are so spoiled inside your over sized head
Does it hurt when thoughts of goodness are now gone and dead?
Poor thing, money is no problem as long as you got your youth
It’s a damn pity all the crisis’s you go through
Just try to walk a mile in my shoes
Try to climb those mountains that kiss the extending sky
Ride those long roads, as another opportunity passes by
Live for a day
Cry for today
Let the joyous music play
Because when you’re gone
Tomorrow doesn’t mean as much as today.
Life is so damn good to you
Don’t you know how it is to live in this pain?
You don’t care as long as nothing ruins your fame
Oh high roller, you are so spoiled inside your over sized head
Does it hurt when thoughts of goodness are now gone and dead?
Poor thing, money is no problem as long as you got your youth
It’s a damn pity all the crisis’s you go through
Just try to walk a mile in my shoes
Try to climb those mountains that kiss the extending sky
Ride those long roads, as another opportunity passes by
Live for a day
Cry for today
Let the joyous music play
Because when you’re gone
Tomorrow doesn’t mean as much as today.
Butterfly By: Karen Pilarski
From a womb
Like shelter of a cocoon
Supposedly you bloom
Though life you have tried to break free
Only to be imprisoned spiritually
Vibrant colors need to come alive
Instead of dark forces that keep you locked inside
Oh butterfly
With wings that have not yet formed
Rise above the cruelty
That makes you thoughts deform
Too chocked up to pin point the reason why
Only you know the way to fly
It’s a scary world out there
Instead of emerging
With wings swimming in air
Sticky substance keeps those wings from flying
Angry words always spoken
You have the courage to be all that you can
When wings are broken
Wait awhile and the pain will mend
Butterfly, then you will ascend.
Like shelter of a cocoon
Supposedly you bloom
Though life you have tried to break free
Only to be imprisoned spiritually
Vibrant colors need to come alive
Instead of dark forces that keep you locked inside
Oh butterfly
With wings that have not yet formed
Rise above the cruelty
That makes you thoughts deform
Too chocked up to pin point the reason why
Only you know the way to fly
It’s a scary world out there
Instead of emerging
With wings swimming in air
Sticky substance keeps those wings from flying
Angry words always spoken
You have the courage to be all that you can
When wings are broken
Wait awhile and the pain will mend
Butterfly, then you will ascend.
The Ruler By: Karen Pilarski
On an over elaborate throne you reside
A wreath of leaves circles the jeweled crown
Why isn’t there a queen by your side?
Ambiguous ruler, you try to dictate the town
Yet you will never dictate me
Lavish estate filled with fearful servants to do your bidding
You’re cankerous ways makes townspeople flee
No one in line to kiss your ring, no women in line wanting you’re romancing
On a high horse you sit up right at the grand parade
I throw sharp rocks and sticks your way
Rose-colored glasses block your view of your real fame
Although you may be king in your own head,
Nobody made you judge, jury and executioner in this town of dread
I’d much prefer to marry a common man then to be stuck next to you
I await for your evil rein to be overturned.
A wreath of leaves circles the jeweled crown
Why isn’t there a queen by your side?
Ambiguous ruler, you try to dictate the town
Yet you will never dictate me
Lavish estate filled with fearful servants to do your bidding
You’re cankerous ways makes townspeople flee
No one in line to kiss your ring, no women in line wanting you’re romancing
On a high horse you sit up right at the grand parade
I throw sharp rocks and sticks your way
Rose-colored glasses block your view of your real fame
Although you may be king in your own head,
Nobody made you judge, jury and executioner in this town of dread
I’d much prefer to marry a common man then to be stuck next to you
I await for your evil rein to be overturned.
Listen to the Heart By: Karen Pilarski
The heart
An exuberant vessel
Speaks in beating rhythms
Slower then faster
Through time it molds
Into ever changing forms
Emotions once thought to be lost forever
Springs to life then surrenders
I should try to listen to my own heart sometime
Analyzing what it is trying to convey
But I can be stubborn as a mule at times
This heart is no ordinary organ anyway
Extraordinary, but I find myself taking it for granted again
It pounds so loudly to capture my attention
Only for a split second I pause to listen
Then the thought drifts away.
An exuberant vessel
Speaks in beating rhythms
Slower then faster
Through time it molds
Into ever changing forms
Emotions once thought to be lost forever
Springs to life then surrenders
I should try to listen to my own heart sometime
Analyzing what it is trying to convey
But I can be stubborn as a mule at times
This heart is no ordinary organ anyway
Extraordinary, but I find myself taking it for granted again
It pounds so loudly to capture my attention
Only for a split second I pause to listen
Then the thought drifts away.
My Admirer By: Karen Pilarski
Wheels spin round in your mind
Then rusted, stops at one thought
Making it a wondrous find
How appealing it must be
To hold on tight to love sought
Time after time
But your love is not returned
Images of her glow like starlight
Never mind her innocence is tarnished
In reality her elegance couldn’t light this night
Anymore than you could make it as bright.
Then rusted, stops at one thought
Making it a wondrous find
How appealing it must be
To hold on tight to love sought
Time after time
But your love is not returned
Images of her glow like starlight
Never mind her innocence is tarnished
In reality her elegance couldn’t light this night
Anymore than you could make it as bright.
Katie By: Karen Pilarski
Funny how time flies by
Years pass in a blink of an eye
As they go by
I want you to be always by my side
My love is a circle that has no end
Sister, you’re my best friend
We are years apart
But not in my heart
Amazed at the young lady that you are
I see I’ve done my part
Everyday till the end
Sister, you’re my best friend
As we travel down the road
My respect for you continues to grow
I’ll be there for if your broken heart needs a mend
If you are lonely and need a friend
You are the best thing in life for me
A sister that’s a friend, you will always be
My best friend
Years pass in a blink of an eye
As they go by
I want you to be always by my side
My love is a circle that has no end
Sister, you’re my best friend
We are years apart
But not in my heart
Amazed at the young lady that you are
I see I’ve done my part
Everyday till the end
Sister, you’re my best friend
As we travel down the road
My respect for you continues to grow
I’ll be there for if your broken heart needs a mend
If you are lonely and need a friend
You are the best thing in life for me
A sister that’s a friend, you will always be
My best friend
New York By: Karen Pilarski
Jagged buildings crowd under the Manhattan sky
Blurry splashes of moving colors whizzing by
Rushing movement of people scattered along the subway line
Pulsating sounds scramble the focused mind
Constant lights blinking, throbbing eyes
Sounds of the city, jolts the heart alive
Blurry splashes of moving colors whizzing by
Rushing movement of people scattered along the subway line
Pulsating sounds scramble the focused mind
Constant lights blinking, throbbing eyes
Sounds of the city, jolts the heart alive
Wired By: Karen Pilarski
Twisty, colorful wires uncrossed to help the head feel better
Sparks of electricity zaps the skull in an assault
A negative remark stabs, burns like a bee’s stinger
Pasted smile so the somber mood is not caught
Bashful and timid, not wanting to pester
Temporary solitude is no one’s fault
Lock of straight hair twisted tightly in a curl around a finger
Bleeding lower lip bitten in nervous thought
Foot taping in a repetitious movement
A desire to air emotions to avoid them from festering
Attempting to unlock the brain’s vault
Throat cleared loudly to clear the dryness that lingers
Staring off somewhere in space, a quick delicious jaunt
Quiet escape from the busy mind’s confinement
Makes me feel better.
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