Locked

Locked

Her smell so rosy and so sweet
That colour bright and pink
She sweeps him right of his feet
Good right? Would you think?

But this little aromatic rose
Has thorns as sharp as knives
If he tries to get too close
She takes his soul, his life

Would she then be evil or bad?
No, she just has all the shades
Dark to light, it’s really mad
It leaves him shocked and dazed

Why oh why is she hurting him?
These sharp thorns are her walls you see
Don’t come at her in the dim
She will scratch and bite untill you bleed

This little lady, so bittersweet
Though she really loves him a lot
But he wont allow her to be free
And that when she turns so hot

He means so well and tries so hard
But he himself has a very sharp edge
He doesn’t know how to play it smart
Even though he is quite the catch

All the looks, that perfect jawline
A deep, nice, voice to go with
But his character is not as fine
He tends to start a fight or hit

Hit her in her mind and heart
Not because he is evil or bad
He just had this unlucky start
In life, without his mom and dad

It is safe to say that both of them
Love eachother very much
It is just tricky and difficult when
They disagree and clash and such

Though there is this one big thing
That always saves them both
It’s the voice of love that sings
It gives them strength and hope

This love is for always and forever
Strong and solid like a rock
Drifting apart again they will never
Its sealed with a kiss and locked…

Mentje, September 5, 2019

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Big Slick

Big Slick

You are a diamond in the rough
A heart with a sharp edge
Even though you tend to bluff
I refuse to take your precious stack

Then you hit me with King Ace
I really should choose to fold
To your huge bet and pokerface
But there is nothing I can do but call

When it is the time for showdown,
I show you my Queen and 10 of hearts
I let you wear the winners crown
Since you have the better cards

Mentje, August 4, 2019

Black Bullets

Black Bullets

Ignorant as she was she fired five shots
With bullets black, black like charcoal,
She thought she had connected the dots
But that was only the sickness of her soul

These five black bullets rushed through the air
But the black bullets made a rapid turn
To be quite honest that was only fair
It was time for her suffer and burn

Not because she would be evil or bad
She was just swallowed by her dark skies
Frankly it was quite unfortunate and sad
It was only because she believed in lies

One black bullet hit her in the mind:
And so her sanity she could not find

One black bullet hit her in the heart:
Broken in pieces, it fell apart

One black bullet hit her in her love:
No more help from the heavens above

One black bullet hit her in her feelings:
She was numb, senseless and kept on bleeding

One black bullet hit her in the knee:
So she fell to the ground and started to plea

She asked God for a merciful death
And for forgiveness if he would like
Or for better days to come ahead
For finally that lucky strike

No sound, just silence, an icey stillness
She pondered and came to understand
That she had to heal from her nasty illness
And not rely on a helping hand

For five years, she was someone else
A year for each black bullet it took
Before again she had found herself
To turn a new page in her book

God heard her cries, but she just had
To suffer the results of her own actions
And learn from the errors she made on her path
God merely showed her, her own reflection

God never stopped caring for her troubled soul,
And now he loves her like she’s his only child
She just had to learn from her errors thats all
As she had gone completely wild

So, talking about that lucky strike
That strike we all desperately want to hit
She got it from him, because he liked
How she herself crawled out of her pit

Now she is roaming the earth in bliss,
Smiling at sun and dancing in the rain
Catching up on what she had missed
In all those five years of misery and pain

Mentje, July 28, 2019

She’s still laughing

She’s still laughing

Twisted believes, and clever deception
Reality bended to her sick and sad mind
The bad, the ugly and the devil’s inception

She still laughed

Thick black smoke, hurling its way
Through everything she cherished and loved
A stain on her soul, there to stay,

She still laughed

Nightmares and hallucinations
Pain, exhaustion, and despair
Frozen still with freaky nutation

She still laughed

A God given spark, in her heart and mind
Something happy, positive, light and pink
A spark this darkness couldn’t find

She’s still laughing

Mentje, July 28, 2019

No more garbage

No more garbage

I’m so sorry for not taking care of you,
The things I did or did not do,
I poisoned you with toxins and smoke,
With fastfood and with diet coke,

I didn’t pay any attention at all,
It was so easy for me to lose control,
Now you are fat, broken and ill,
So it’s time for me to show my goodwill,

Can I make it up to you?
Is there something I can do?
I will give you water if you want,
And I will learn how to respond,

To the signals you are giving me,
I’ll hear your cries and how you plea,
From this day on you’ll get what you need,
Vitamins, minerals and protein,

Daily exercise and a fitness routine,
And I will feed you green and clean,
Fruit and veggies everyday,
Antioxidants are on their way,

I will transform your future self,
To a temple within a month or twelve,
So please allow me to take some time,
And do remember this little rhyme…

Mentje, July 26, 2019

Heart of Mother

Heart of Mother

You my dear, are the love of my life,
Though there is only so much I can do,
But I honestly, genuinely do love you,
And for you wellbeing I’ll always strive,

Please my dear, don’t leave my side,
You might think I’m so very strong,
But that you see is where your wrong,
So please seek your answers in the light,

Your suffering is like a knife to the heart,
Try not to drown in those toxic dark skies,
Look in the mirror, into your own eyes,
And express yourself through that lovely art,

You also know how I suffer in ways,
Blinded sight and bound to my chair,
Also for me life isn’t all that fair,
You know some of my darkest days,

Yet the darkness can’t swallow me whole,
I want to see you bloom like you should,
I know you can do this, like before you could,
You are my treasure and beloved goal,

Yes, I have seen your surrounding dark skies,
But you my dear, got a spark in your mind,
I know it’s there but it’s yours to find,
Cause I never saw the light leave your eyes,

I will count all these difficult days,
Till one day I will see that spark,
Shine through your eyes and leave a mark,
Till then, I can only show you the ways,

That mark, a mark that touches me right,
That spark I knew you always had,
Before your life went utterly bad,
One that says you won’t lose your sight,

If that day comes and I get to see it,
Your dark skies and that pouring rain,
Would disappear just like your pain,
And you won’t look for light, but you’ll be it…

Mentje, July 25, 2019

Anticipating prosperity

Anticipating prosperity

Sometimes you feel as if life is just too hard,
When you fall, you get up, and you fall again,
Your feet hurt badly, and you fall apart,
You want to run further, but you just can’t,

Been running from your problems and pain,
You are desperate and you don’t know what to do,
A prayer, because misery runs through your veins,
But your prayers are left unanswered, your screwed,

Defeated and left for dead in the dark,
You are exhausted, and you are crying out loud,
Because nor God or the Heavens are giving a spark,
And it seems impossible to finally get out,

Get out of that dark and frightning hole,
But my dearest dear, theres a light you see,
Just dig deep, dig deep, into your soul,
Because, it’s not up to the help from Thee,

This time, on your own, you’ll find the light,
Just take steps forward and keep in motion,
Prepare yourself for the biggest fight,
Cause all of this is about a certain notion,

Don’t expect help from the Heavens above,
Its about putting in the effort yourself my dear,
Do everything with all you have, and with love,
And don’t forget to conquer your fears,

When you actively take matters in your own hands,
And you keep taking these steps forward,
When you finally decide to be taking a stand,
Your efforts will be soon rewarded,

God and the Heavens, they are still,
They want you to help yourself this time,
They just want you to show some goodwill,
And with this, they teach you how to climb,

Out of the darkness, back in to life,
Leaving behind whats dragging you back,
The believe that you need help from outside,
To leave behind that heavy sack,

So get up again and try once more,
Believing that you yourself have the strength,
To keep climbing though your feet are sore,
To reach the light and the very end,

And when you are finally totally up there,
You have no one but yourself to thank,
It’ll be raining blossom everywhere,
Because you yourself have done your best,

Maybe after all, you’ll feel some gratitude,
To God and the Heavens for coming this far,
For teaching you this powerful attitude,
And showing you how strong you are…

Mentje, July 24, 2019