Rays of Contradiction
By: Darlina Marie Magallanes
I don’t want to get married, ever.
Women wear wedding rings as some sort of brandings,
While husbands and fathers go hunting for bambies,
The process of a ceremony that requires us to promise forever,
Signing a contract that uses eternity as a decoration,
When we really only mean a few years.
Soon we’ll have to go to porn stores for excitement,
In a few years we’ll need to resort to dirty videos and toys for our love enlightenment.
Nothing’s greater than a woman’s love they say
But leave it to a man to neglect and throw away.
It’s depressing to know that I’ll become boring one day.
Seven years, and two children later he will stray.
We’ll take counseling, we’ll work it out, and we may be okay.
And I will look pathetic, because I let him play.
We’ll lose our fire and plague our desire, our marriage will expire,
And our love, once admired, will come to retire in this lifestyle
We call matrimony.
But in the glow of the TV. light he looks so good,
like he could never hurt me,
or I don’ think he would.
I don’t want to get married, ever.
I don’t want to be lied to, cheated on, used up, stepped on, neglected, disrespected,
My dreams were intercepted by a painful reality recollected.
Unfaithfulness detected,
A terrible act unexpected,
And now my bitterness is reflected through the feeling of being rejected.
My dreams were intercepted
By heart break rehearsals and girls gone wild commercials.
But in the glow of the TV. light he looks so good,
Like he could never hurt me,
Or I don’t think he would.
Wedged between bitterness and resentment,
I wait in anticipation for the disappointment that is abandonment.
Waiting for the man who is supposed to be heaven sent.
You can not understand the lies with which my love life has been laced.
But I guess we all wake up to a heartache we must face.
But in the glow of the TV. light he looks so good,
Like he could never hurt me,
Or I don’t think he would.Like he could actually love me the way they say a real man should
By: Darlina Marie Magallanes
I don’t want to get married, ever.
Women wear wedding rings as some sort of brandings,
While husbands and fathers go hunting for bambies,
The process of a ceremony that requires us to promise forever,
Signing a contract that uses eternity as a decoration,
When we really only mean a few years.
Soon we’ll have to go to porn stores for excitement,
In a few years we’ll need to resort to dirty videos and toys for our love enlightenment.
Nothing’s greater than a woman’s love they say
But leave it to a man to neglect and throw away.
It’s depressing to know that I’ll become boring one day.
Seven years, and two children later he will stray.
We’ll take counseling, we’ll work it out, and we may be okay.
And I will look pathetic, because I let him play.
We’ll lose our fire and plague our desire, our marriage will expire,
And our love, once admired, will come to retire in this lifestyle
We call matrimony.
But in the glow of the TV. light he looks so good,
like he could never hurt me,
or I don’ think he would.
I don’t want to get married, ever.
I don’t want to be lied to, cheated on, used up, stepped on, neglected, disrespected,
My dreams were intercepted by a painful reality recollected.
Unfaithfulness detected,
A terrible act unexpected,
And now my bitterness is reflected through the feeling of being rejected.
My dreams were intercepted
By heart break rehearsals and girls gone wild commercials.
But in the glow of the TV. light he looks so good,
Like he could never hurt me,
Or I don’t think he would.
Wedged between bitterness and resentment,
I wait in anticipation for the disappointment that is abandonment.
Waiting for the man who is supposed to be heaven sent.
You can not understand the lies with which my love life has been laced.
But I guess we all wake up to a heartache we must face.
But in the glow of the TV. light he looks so good,
Like he could never hurt me,
Or I don’t think he would.Like he could actually love me the way they say a real man should
1 comment:
I still remember the first time you read this poem to us. It's still my fav!
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