Mummy Forever

 Mummy  Forever !

People laugh when I say, 

Mummify me,

OK ?

My life has not affected the human race, 

So Mummify me,

 With taste !

Never to reach fame like Mozart 

So mummify me,

As art !

You can store me in the hall

So mummify me,

 I'm not tall ! 

I'll hold coats, hats and brollies, 

So mummify me,

Its no folly !

I'll check out your guests, 

To  be mummified,

Is my request! 

People laugh when I say, 

MUMMIFY ME,

 OK !

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Final Insult

Final Insult 

Today was the day I was stripped bare, 

Cruel words you said as if you didn't care, 

You verbally whipped every part of my soul,

Torturing my heart till it ran cold. 

So here you leave me all alone! 

My spirit dying! 

No longer on my throne, 

Mentally crying! 

Cos of the love of another you've shown. 

The void that you've left never to be filled, 

For every sweet feeling, I ever had you have killed, 

Anger, Sorrow, Hate is all I can feel. 

So here you leave me all alone, 

My spirit dying! 

No longer on my  throne, 

Mentally crying !

Cos of the love of another you have shown. 

Tender words or a soft caress, 

Can't heal or make my pain less, 

Forever to live in this perpetual nightmare,

So whose to blame for stripping me bare? 

You the one who promised he'd always care!

So here I am all alone, 

My spirit dead! 

No longer on my throne, 

My tears all shed 

Cos of the love of another you've been shown

For a poem inspired by a song ...Tainted Love by Soft Cell inspired this !

This poem was submitted to Jingle Poetry Potluck
And One Stop Poetry for One Shot Wednesday

Nurture

Nurture

Gentle innocence was once mine,

Though in another life and earlier times. 

Can you no longer see the child that was once within, 

You who have taken me, under your wing,

Teaching me sin! 

When I was a child I grasped the world in awe, 

As my mentor now you challenge my boundaries once more. 

Your world has invited me in , flung open its doors, 

One of pure pleasure,

Behaving like a whore! 

I still possess some innocence which I haven't  yet explored.

Somewhere inside, still exist a child who needs to be adored. 

My boundaries I promise, will gently break,

Every pleasure you dream of

Will be ours to take! 

Submitted to Jingle Poetry Potluck