“ Mesmerizing Eyes ” ~ would be denied ~

There’s a look

In those eyes,

So provocative

They mesmerize,

Yet she’s denied

By vacant guise,

What suggests

View marginalized,

For his incline

Be not of accord,

With her bold design…  

 

Tho she leans closer

To tempt approval,                                       

Of her sultry lure,

It fails to entice

His lack of taste                                                       

For female delight,

Despite the pleading

That lies in her eyes,

The gods had created

To want  mesmerize!

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“ Chaos ” ~ betwixt was and be ~

 

If gallimaufry

Finds in oddity

Chaos to be me,

It’s but betwixt

A was and be,

Aspiring by degree

To surface real

 And rather orderly…

 

Thus so this chaos

That was me,

Existentialistic curl

Of earlier survival,

Did so lead

To chaotic disarray

Filled with hollows, 

And complexities

In murky shadows,

Then order of the day…

     

Sentient in fashion,

Like an automaton

Vacantly in shallows,

I reach out for reality

To still this life of chaos!