Seven Years
By Rhea Allyse
I see your eyes
And in them I see myself
So when I cross your mind
Don't shed a tear for me
If you start to cry
You, your eyes will haze
And lose the image of me
And if I disappear, its like breaking a mirror
And you know the myth
Seven years of bad luck
Be - You - Tiful
By Rhea Allyse
Being Beautiful doesm't mean
Looking like someone else
Being Beautiful isn't when someone
Tells you that you are
Being Beautiful doesn't include make-up
Kits and Surgery
Being Beautiful is being yourself
Being Beautiful is knowing who you are
And loving who you are
Lady
By Rhea Allyse
She's that sophisticated lady
with pride in her stirde
That self-proclaimed diva
with nothing to hide
She shows no pain,
so she won't haze her her midnight brown eyes
She shares no emotion and she tells no lies
Misguided Miss
By Rhea Allyse
Miss Thing thought that
if she walked with a switch in her hips,
lick her lips
and clicked her tounge
She would be the one for everyone
Her attitude not genuine or attractive
Only physical attraction caused temporary attachments
After one night stand and not one good man
Miss Thing was left alone
Her beauty fading , her attitude changing
And a baby on the way
God's Call
By Rhea Allyse
He is gone
We are here
His life was lived
Nine short years
Ishook in fear
I cried in pain
The tears flew steaming down my face
The doctors knew, we wouldn't say
But soon this child would pass away
They tried there best
Gave there all
But no one can reverse Gods Call...
Rest In Peace Quentin....
Skepticism
By Rhea Allyse
Why does it seem like
I am lost in these lies
Confusion in my own eyes
Anger misplaced and despised
Revenge always bitter sweet
Emotions mixed and untamed
Love in my own game
Why does it seem like
I am lost in lies