angels with missing halos

I've created a new blog for my poetry & thoughts called angels with missing halos, go check it out here (:

What about the friend zoned woman?

When we think of the friend zone, we often think of victimised ‘nice guys’ who get mercilessly flung there by insensitive women; women always play the villain here. What about the friend zoned woman though? Do we forget that women get friend zoned too?! Here’s a lil’ something I wrote about a woman’s unrequited love for a friend.

He placed me into the friend zone 

Said I made a great friend, and a great bone 

But never one he'd bring home to meet his mother… 

I just wasn't good enough to be his lover. 

He saw me more like a brother, always said I was one of the guys 

So he'd banter about other women with the boys, in my presence 

After all, I was one of the boys so there was no need for pretence. 

As he discussed the girls he'd kiss & bring back to his to hit 

I knew his type...and I weren’t it. 

However, it didn’t stop me from believing that my personality would be a win 

Since he'd often complain about pretty girls having nothing else to bring 

To the table, and I knew a girl like me was more than able to mentally stimulate him 

You see, we got on like a house on fire 

But I guess that didn't make me hot enough to be desired 

Then one night, while we were alone 

 I made my feelings for him known 

Sexual tension had clearly grown 

I was now his dawg and his bone 

He had his cake and was definitely eating it too 

Coz despite being the one who was laying underneath his covers 

He never once stopped his pursuit for potential lovers; 

I was finally done being his fool. 

So I made things clear, then was told the words I dreaded to hear 

The friends zone was where I belonged 

But he's obviously got me all wrong 

Coz I am not a girl who can accept the friend zone as a place of residence 

So if we can't be lovers, then I'm afraid we can no longer be friends.

Heartless

One day the table will turn;
I'll walk away without turning back
And it's your heart that will ache and burn
When I refuse to love you back.

One day tables will turn;
Winning you over will no longer be my concern
And that's when you'll give me your heart...
...but I won't give you mine in return.

Heartless?
Well, I guess it's true what they say, 'you live and you learn'
And yes, I learnt from the best.

My Drunken Words

I wrote this yesterday, hope u like it!

My Drunken Words

The other night I got drunk for the first time…maybe it should be my last!
As they filled my glass
I laughed
I danced
I even cried…(why, why, why on earth did I cry?!?)
I laughed some more
I danced ‘til my feet could no longer feel the floor
I was free
I didn’t care about who was watching me
I had been down for so long; I just didn’t want to care
It was about time I loosened up and let down my hair
Then out of nowhere
Slurred speech from my liquored lips
Spluttered out the words: ‘I love you to bits’
You shrugged it off as just ‘drunken words’
But little do you know, I truly meant it
For drunken words are from sober thoughts
Usually kept guarded and caged
But when I got drunk, I was no longer afraid
To let my love for you be known…I don’t think you believed a word you heard though
A drunken me, continued to prance around the room and dance to the music
Even spoke to a guy who introduced himself as…Jamie? Well I think that was it
Either way I forgot about him before the night ended! Then the night ended…
And as for my earlier outburst; I guess you blamed it on the alcohol (pun intended)
So now that my system is completely clear from all those shots
I think I should say it again: I love you, in fact I love you lots.


Written by Eileen whilst she was sober (:

Three Kisses

I’ve been hurting my brain with assignments for the past few weeks, which is my fault for leaving them so last minute. Anyways, during one of my breaks, I slipped into poetry mode…and I really got into it! I was inspired to write this after recalling all the conversations I’ve had with friends who seem to be recovering from their crazy break-ups. I got into character whilst I was writing and tried to capture all their emotions into it, but after I was done and read over it…it felt like it was about me.

Enjoy the read (it’s a looong read though- sorry!)


Three Kisses

So now you want to end text messages with a kiss, kiss, kiss
Oh please, since when did you start ending your texts with three kisses?
Saying how much you wish things were normal again coz you really miss me
Save the talk, I don't want to hear your wishes
Funny how your ways have changed now that I’m no longer your misses
And must you fill up my inbox and leave me countless missed calls?
I don’t return them; and after all those text messages and voice messages that you send
I find it hard to comprehend, that a smart guy like you still hasn’t got the message

Oh, so other than just sending me endless messages, now you’re sending me flowers
-red roses, to be exact
But when we were together, I sure wasn’t getting any of that
Delivered to my door with a card that reads, ‘missing you…badly’
Hmm, there must be a catch
Someone’s really trying to win me back
In fact, this is too good to be true
God really slapped some sense into you!

You’ve been showering me with gifts and trying to take me on expensive trips
Now I get a text saying you want to take me out on a shopping spree
Wait a minute…you’re giving me all of this -for free?!
But only a month ago I’d be lucky to get a penny spent on me
You used to go on and on about how broke you are (were)
And now you’re telling me I can put anything into my shopping cart
Hmm…I think I’m really starting to like us apart!

What was that? Did you just say you love…?
Hold up, after 5 whole years and all the misery you put me through
Now you want to utter the words, ‘I love you’
Save your breath, you’ve left it far too late for those words to be said
Now seriously, what’s come over you?
The texts, the flowers, the gifts…well, it’s just not you
What’s wrong? Things didn’t work out with your so-called ‘friend’?
You know who, the one you sleep with…yeah, that friend

Coming to think of it, you traded 5 years for a 5-week fling…I’m sorry it ended so soon
You seemed so into her; thought you were even going to fly her to the moon!
I almost feel sorry for you…no seriously, I do
Though I’m trying not to laugh, it’s rather amusing how tables have turned
Just over a month ago, I was the one crying from the ordeal
‘He who laughs last, laughs the longest’- that saying is so real

So what happened? It seemed like you were having a blast yet it didn’t even last
What…like 5 weeks? Now that is weak
I’m surprised and I’m not surprised, so to speak
I guess your so-called ‘friend’ couldn’t take your BS the way I did
The other day, my sister slated our relationship; she even called me stupid!
And for the first time ever, I couldn’t defend our love
I really did hang around too long, holding onto false hope
Right now I’m just thanking God for throwing down a rope
And pulling me out of this hopeless love…that I still spend every minute of the day thinking of

Thoughts and memories continuously fill my head
Especially last night, whilst I was lying in bed
As I tossed and turned, trying to sleep
A revelation came over me, and it was deep
I realised that the one I’d die for isn’t even worth living for…
Though you are the one my heart still yearns for, I now know I deserve so much more
There are bigger and better things out there in this world for me to explore
I am not short-sighted anymore…

There was a time when every moment was about us; now it’s all about me
At first I felt so torn and lonely, but now I feel free
Each day brings a new discovery, my impaired eyes can finally see
My heart has learnt to trust my mind; my love for you is no longer blind
Not to say it’s going to be easy leaving what we had behind
But being the optimist that I am, I know it will with time

I do forgive you; I can see that you are apologetic
Though you were wrong to raise your hands, I know you deeply regret it
However, my mind just won’t let me forget it
It’s not even just about the bruises you’ve put on my face
Because I know one day those bruises will fade away
But just take a look at all the scars you’ve left on my heart
It was as good as new when I first gave it to you
You were supposed to guard it, not disregard it…I trusted you

I’m glad you finally realise that you had a good thing
But why didn’t you acknowledge this from the beginning?
Don’t get down on one knee; you’re making things hard for me
Stop saying you love me; take back the ring
Thanks to your ‘fling’, I had time to think…about me and what I want to do
Started making future plans and unfortunately, none of them include you
Yes, you were a fool for hurting then leaving me like that
But I’d be an even bigger fool if I take you back
So please get used to the fact that, I am officially no longer your misses
Maybe you can start by not sending me those pitiful messages…that end with three kisses

This poem is dedicated to quite a few people…including myself.

Poetry 2 Make U Smile;-)

Here's a poem I wrote 10 minutes ago - literally, for my friend who has been a bit down over the past few days; being tortured by a thing called love. Anyways, I know he likes to read poetry so I wrote this to make him feel better. Enjoy...

I wrote this for you
I wrote this for you
When you were feeling sad and blue
I hope reading this makes your heart smile
Since I know it hasn’t been able to for a while
Let me just start by saying- you are so annoying!
Why do you think you’re the best at everything?
Well, true say you do always win
Apart from the time I beat you at…at…erm, I’ll get back to you on that!

When you need to talk, you know I’ll gladly lend you an ear
So you don’t have to thank me anymore for being there
That’s what friends are for and I genuinely do care
Just make sure you remember all of this if you ever become a millionaire!
Every day we discover more and more commonalities we share
From our love for shopping, to our love for music
Though I can’t believe you don’t know about Amel Larrieux- she’s so sick!

I enjoy talking to you and I know you do too!
I can’t believe I’m saying this but I actually think you’re cool (lol)
And you really do inspire me, to be a go getter like you
I hope you know that I’ve got your back
Just as long as you’ve got mine too!
It’s been uneasy seeing what you’re going through
I know it’s been very difficult for you
So being that person you can talk to- is the least I can do

I’ve never been in love before so it’s tough relating to how you feel
But I do understand that your love for her is real
And even though to have her back would be ideal
If she doesn’t want your love, you know someone else will
I’m really hoping that she won’t leave you heart broken
Because a broken heart can take a long time to mend
So fingers crossed that this era will end the way you want it to
But no matter what happens, know that you’ll always have a friend

Ok, I’ll shut up now! But I hope I managed to put a smile on your face
Because I know right now your heart is not in a good place
Whenever you want to talk, I’m only a phone call away
And no doubt I will hear from you again today!

Once again, I wrote this for you
After you called me to say you were feeling sad and blue
With true friends, people only find a few
But I think it’s safe to say that I found one in you
So being that person you can talk to- really is the least I can do
SMILE! (:

The Bus

This poem is one of my old ones that I wrote for my good friend. ‘Getting on The Bus’ used to be our phrase which meant change and moving on to the next stop in life which hopefully endures bigger & better things. I read over it recently & it really sounds like it could be a song! Anyways, enjoy the poem.

The Bus
You told me to meet you at the bus stop
Said you’ll be there in a few minutes to pick me up
I get there and just wait 4 you…why does this feel like déjà vu?
I’ve made a bad habit of waiting around for you,
Hoping you’ll finally come through
But I’m fed up of never feeling full; I always want more from you.

Now I’m standing all by myself,
And that is exactly how you left me.
I’m acting like there isn’t anyone else,
That will see me for what I’m really worth,
It really hurts, that you don’t see me for what I’m really worth,
I always put you first…why don’t you see me for what I’m really worth?

I’m beginning to think that you like to see me crawl,
I need to stop giving you the pleasure of seeing me fall.
I’m trying to phone but now you’re not answering my call,
But I will leave a message for you to listen; my calls won’t be the only thing you’ll be missing,
Because it’s time I move on, once & for all.

You can snap your fingers at me but this time I won’t come running…

…I think I can see a bus coming,
So you don’t have to pick me up anymore.
You won’t find me waiting in this spot,
Where I’ve been hopelessly standing from day dot
I finally see what I’m really worth,
To be honest I’m worth more than you deserve.

So I’m getting on The Bus,
Please don’t make a fuss,
Talk- yeah, that’s all you do,
But this is where it ends for you.
And as for me, I’m cool,
Coz I know the next stop is soon.

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