August 18- Two Poems I Wrote

Today, I would like to share two poems that I wrote. One was written about a month or two ago, and the other I wrote this morning. I hope all my readers can understand how I feel by reading these poems.

The Woman Inside

My mom used to always tell me
never judge a book by its cover;
just like an angry man outside
may truly be quite the lover.

Yet, every time I see myself,
it's so hard to get past
the fleeting images of a man
upon whom a life spell has been cast.

Never to be what he really is;
fated it seems to die alone.
Cruel irony must it be,
or past life sins he must atone.

Crying out from within his shell;
a woman no one can see.
Why can't they understand
that truly a woman he must be.

Nevertheless how he was born,
his true self he must hide.
Never to see the light of day,
being the woman he is inside.

Love Is A Lie

Now here I lay me down to sleep
while deep inside my heart does weep.
If I should wake before I die,
I pray the Lord my soul to fly.
For each new day I feel darkness creeping
from all my energy slowly seeping
due to constant battle of the raging fire
to give in again to their desire
to put on veils as I've done before
to become a puppet to the world once more.
Now all I do is sit and cry
knowing full well love is a lie.

There they are. I think these poems speak for themselves and do not require a closing statement. Until the next time I write, take care and be safe always everyone.