Poetry Series
Reginald Francois
- poems -
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2
FAKE
I hid behind my smiles
I hide behind my lies
The happiness you see, stretches out for miles
The horror you don’t, like trash bring flies
I try to bring the JOY
My Cries, My screams ever so raw
Your sadness I destroy
My darkness eats my soul like the vengeance of a war
Too you I am perfect
In mirrors I see a wreck
A loving soul that always bring respect
A broken down shell, dead, like a slit neck
Your eyes see a shining star
Mine see a supernova
Brings smiles to a face like friends by a bar
Destruction like no other
Too you I am always happy
Loneliness with no escape
Some even wish to be me
Though they shall never know my fate
Though I look so glad
Loneliness I feel
My pride will never show sad
This is how I deal
Reginald Francois
3
First contact
A shocking display
Coming straight my way
Mouth open, nothing comes out
There is still time, without a doubt
To get your attention
What should I mention?
Wondering what I can say.
To get you in my life, how should I play?
Should I call you beautiful?
But such a word to me is hurtful
Because you are much more
A beauty without any flaw
You turn heads
Men dream of you in their beds
How can I make you see nothing but me?
You command such power weak men flee
I am not weak, I know I’m strong
I put it in my head I can’t go wrong
I stop you in your path
Words come out, you smile a laugh
I get your name
First contact has been made in this life game
Reginald Francois
4
I Am
I am
Too nice to be called a DOG
Too evil to be called a SAINT
Too bad to be called NICE
Too nice to be called BAD
I am
Too quiet to be called LOUD
Too Loud to be called QUIET
Too humble to be called ARROGANT
Too arrogant to be called HUMBLE
I am
Too bold to be called SHY
Too Shy to be called BOLD
Too troublesome to be called a GOOD BOY
Too much of a good boy to be called TROUBLESOME
I am
What you see and nothing more
I am everything above and nothing less
Too understand is impossible
Too try is not
I am what I am
And that is……
ME
Reginald Francois
5
I Know Why A Cage Bird Sings
Locked up and Shackle
But no chains to tackle
Try to speak
Am I really so weak
Try to write
But only darkness, my light
I know why a cage bird sings
Words once rolled like thunder
Now silent like a baby slumber
No paper for my expression
Paper but no pen for the lesson
I know why a cage bird sings
Sentences on paper like the page is blank
Emptiness and despair is all I drank
Unable to perceive what really is true
Once considered the best, my question, what to do?
I know why a cage bird sings
No one holding, no one stopping
The horrors in my mind, causing my failing
I am my destruction
Like monstrous volcano with no eruption
I know why a cage bird sings
I long for freedom
My words are my crown, my kingdom
My words taken away only by me
I need to be strong so I can be free
I know why a cage bird sings
A song so sweet to the ear
Unable to move, brings only a tear
This is how I feel inside
Trapped in my body, tortured along ride
I know why a cage bird sings
Reginald Francois
6
Poets' Plan
I should give up on writing poetry
For I realize I can never be a poet, see
I lack the luster, the flair, the shine
To put my words together and make them divine
To use the literary devices at my disposal
I ask for help, and from the device, refusal
I do not know what to do
I cry for help but who to turn to
Lost in a mental desert
Too far away, is my only expert.
My words drown of thirst in my mental sand.
This literary death, really seems like the devils’ hand.
I’ll not play the part of the crying widow
Nor wither away, so sweet, so mellow
That I am forgotten by the next verse
Nor lie in the velvet coffin of the black hearse
You see, I’ll do my best to write my rhyme
With practice and reading, I’ll get better with time
I’ll not give up my literary place
One day my literary devices will make their case
And this mental desert will be no more
But a place where words dance and soar
Until that day I’ll not give up
And I’ll drink, from a poets’ cup.
Reginald Francois
7
The Question
Do not know what to do
Do I really love you?
The is what I ask
To find out is my task
I say the right thing
But should I buy that ring?
Is it the right time?
Tears in your eyes are a crime
I’m struggling here
Is the answer over there?
Cause it is not by my side
Should you be by my side?
Do not know what to do
Do I love you?
The question that I ask
To find out is my task
Reginald Francois
8
This is...
To Specail to realise
To important to Customize
This is what we thought
Are we good enough?
Are we really tuff?
This is what we ask
The others are ready
They are better and steady
This is what they say
Only lies we are told
We are more precious than gold
This is the truth
Diamonds isn't as rare
Such power no one would dare
This is what we believe
Togeth we stand as one
Ciceron, Five years going strong
This is why we are proud
Reginald Francois
9
Unfaithful
With Eyes as bright as the sun
A smile that brings joy and fun
With a presence that unmistakable
You have a body so enjoyable
There is one problem that we face
You and your man live in the same place
An obstacle we must over come
for joy and happiness to finally come
For now all that we do
Late night meetings, me and you
Snick around so no one know
Our late night session that make love grow
Excitement which make my heart race
We make love in a different place
We know that it will come to an end
And once again I'll seem like a friend
Until that day i will enjoy our love
So free and beautiful like a white dove
We’ll spread our wings and fly at night
And enjoy a lover’s bedroom fight
A sexy dress makes you look so tasteful
To night again we'll be unfaithful
Reginald Francois
10
Waiting Effect
No smile, I ask why
No tear, No cry
Happiness all gone
Your joy all done
I'll pay for your smiles
I walk, drive, countless miles
A hidden beauty
What a pity
So much potiential, So much more
It has never been seen, but in my mind I saw
I know what I will do
and its all because of you
You'll smile one day
and I hope it stay
I hope the cause is me
For the effect I want to see
Reginald Francois
11
What is it
So I ask, what is it
From my heart I say it
From my body you see it
I know u sense it
And want to know, what is it
That makes my body shake
Like ground during a quake
Or makes me look so dead
Like cemetery’s dirt bed
Can steal the joy from eyes
Like the last breath of someone who dies
What is it
That can make me look so pitiful
Like a vicious murder, so dreadful
So I ask, what is it
Who is it
Why is it
Reginald Francois
12
Will Succeed
My actions are loud
Though fall on deaf ears
I show I am proud
Their responses, curses and swears
That stops me, not at all
They try their best
But still I’ll not fall
Under their stress
I will succeed
And they will hate
I will proceed
They will swallow their plate
Like a mountain they stand
An obstacle so tall
My demise their plan
Like rain they will fall
My success is inevitable
Like the rising of the sun
I am so appreciatable
Like a moment of pure fun
I will not stop
So why should they
I will reach the top
While they go astray
This is for the badmind and haters
I will not fear
The words of traitors
But leave you a pity tear
Reginald Francois
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