Goddess (Reprise)

When you walk in a room
As dead as a tomb
Till small talk resume
You stick out

Got something to say
In your own unique way
They don’t think it’s okay
You stick out

They dress like each other
Each preference smother
You dress like you’d ruther
No doubt

Too much of a cutie
Your comfort and beauty
Their self-bound drab duty
Do flout

Happy with their limits
Their act-alike minutes
Those look-alike dimwits
Of course they will pout

If someone with color
Who lives a life fuller
And makes theirs look duller
Comes messing about

Who walks with a prancing
Looks like they’re dancing
Not chained to romancing
Some lout

Gurl don’t be sad
Adventures you’ve had
Relax and be glad
You stick out



Ana Daksina View All →

A poet is the strangest sort of soul
You in this life may e'er expect to meet
More broken even while more truly whole,
Innocently intending well, more sweet

Than any but a five year old should be
Unfit to meet a callused world's demand
Or to behave aught expediently
All grace in flight; an albatross on land

Do not the all too common error make
Do not fall into the too easy trap
Avoid the fatal egoic mistake
Imagining that poet be a sap

Powerful spirits classic and antique
Give voice when poets ope their mouths to speak

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