Maya Chiy Poetry

Created March 14, 2010

You were never first choice  That poor woman you so hated “By default were your words.” In the sick world you created Of course, you never trusted In the relationship, you stole Nothing good comes from trickery and deceit Your nothing more than an immoral replete Your heart is self-centered And you have no soul You’re fake; you know it’s true How the hell did he ever wind up with you! No other woman should be more important than me! I can see you stamping your feet childishly Writing your nasty letters and gathering the troops While making your lover jump through impossible hoops It’s incredible how far you were willing to stoop She called you the other woman Boy did that make you mad As you did everything in your power to eliminate this triad Destroying his reputation Because you could not have your way Claiming to be the innocent victim is what you portray The truth has a way of revealing itself The veil has been lifted You cannot pretend anymore Maya Chiy (c) 2010

How many more women in this lifetime will you find to use? Telling the same old story, poor me I have been abused How many times have I asked you to leave? Only to let you stay and continued to be deceived. Now a so-called friend is coming to your aide? She is doing what I did, believing your charade Bad guys aren't supposed to be nice Somehow it feels as though I've been violated twice You will never see what I see Telling the truth for you is an impossibility I am no longer interested in listening to your lies Save your alligator tears that I have come to learn to despise I was ripe for the picking Which for me makes this all the more sickening I will not seek revenge like some in the past have done Quite frankly, I am ashamed of my involvement with you Hun My friends were patient, till I awoke Being in a relationship they all thought was a joke He is not your equal, it what they have said They will be happy to know the relationship is dead… Maya Chiy 2012 © All Rights

The pot that calls the kettle black Is always an interesting form of attack Hypocrites running free As they point their fingers at you and me Looking down their noses Is quite a sight Always sure that they are right Don’t even bother to waste your time All the want to do is fuck with your mind Time vampires and those who love to gnaw on your ear I always thought were a little queer How about those who always tell you how “honest” they are There is your clue you’re about to get screwed Firestarters and gossip mongers Aren’t they just a load of fun? Where is Attila the Hun when you need something done! The damage they cause can hurt that is for sure But keep your heart pure and try to ignore Their insidious lure for more and more DRAMA Life can be beautiful when you take a stand As simple as drawing a line in the sand Hold your head high, don’t bother telling them what you think Deep inside they already know as humans they stink Walk away and bid them farewell Even though you really wa

When forces try to come against us  it makes us more resolute and strong. In the end, we all will know who was right and who was wrong… Shalom my love It is to what we aspire No matter the circumstance Our passion never tires A connection beyond understanding Working out the lessons planned Doing it together, hand in hand Such passion can and does overwhelm At times raw and jagged or soft and sweet Pushing our souls to God's happy retreat Sheltering each other's heart, from the storms that arise Protecting one another from others who are full of hate and lies Pushing the limits between a woman and a man Yet here we are together stronger we stand Perfectly imperfect, that is true But no one will come between the glue That has become the essence made of you and me Shalom… Maya Chiy © 2012 All Rights Reserved