what insomnia does to you

Lie upon lie,
Tears are cried,
The truth to hide
So that mother won't chide.

Eventually she finds out,
And then takes us aside,
Warns us no man wants a bride,
Who to her mother has always lied.

That night in bed we cry,
And with a sigh,
Promise to say bye,
To ever saying a lie,
Till the day we die.

Perfect Sin

Perfect sin
By Esther

In the blowing wind
Your body in that uniform
Looked like perfect sin
And to this very day
In this relationship
I can't believe we're so far in

When you were around,
It was so hard to breathe,
So I looked away,
To keep my feet on solid ground,
But your presence in the place,
Was so hard not to heed.

I didn't want to love you,
But I did,
And those feelings I tried to keep hid.

Your face each night I'd try to forget,
Each moment from the time we met,
But with your charm
My appetite for you,you did whet
And in my heart your home,
You'd already permanently set.

I couldn't understand why,
Like other girls you didn't just pass me by
And instead you asked me to join you,
Up in the sky.

You were free and going easy,
I was awkward, naive and queasy,
And yet you looked at me,
And said with me, you forever wanted to be!

poems, if i may say so? :P

listen to the whisper of the blowing wind,
telling me what a fool i've been,
for ever giving you a chance to think,
that i would ever do anything,
to make this relationship sink.

my hun,
thank you for jumping the gun,
coz with that my heart you have won,
and with ou i want to share every moment under the sun.

love is never easy,
and pain doesn't go with a hug that's squeezy,
but knowing i have you by my side,
make all of it seem so breezy.

arguments, fights and misunderstandings are normal,
after all, we're all hormonal,
but thank god for you,
coz you help me think straight,
and correct me before its too late,
i think your my perfect mate!

-Esther

ouch!

When with your words your curt,
It really does hurt.
So to your old ways of talking to me,
Please do revert.
When you used every sentence,
To flirt
And our conversations were filled with,
Joy and mirth.


-Esther

Whiplash!

Your tongue,
as sharp as a whip.
Those words,
no, saying them doesn't make you sound hip.
that handwash there,
of that you should take a sip.
or stick your tongue out,
gimme scissors and let me clip.
No? Fine then your lips you better zip,
sit down, breathe and get a grip.
For every little thing theres no need to flip,
that there was a kind tip,
here,
take a cooling sip,
and please promise,
you'll think again before you let your tongue slip
and your mouth rip!

-by Me

Parenting

what does it feel like to be a 'parent'? you'd have to be the 'responsible' one? you'd have to know how to deal with the siblings, how to make rules, when to apply them and when to bend them. how to solve a crisis in a matter of minutes so that it doesn't leave the 'children's' faith in you broken or shattered...take them to doctors. tell them everything is going to turn out fine. plan holidays and then go around making 'the lists', and making sure that everything necessary is packed. running to and from travel agents, trying to make sure you get the best deal. making sure you never fight in front of the children. making sure theres food that every member of the family eats on the table. sorting out fights between members and invariably being painted black by the one whose side you do not take. try and not be partial to members. sort out 'my share-you share' issues. etc. these are just a FEW i named off the top of my head.....why you ask? ...coz though i'm just an 18 year old girl, i've had to get used to shouldering all the responsibility ever since i was 15! -_- when DO i get to be a kid? why did i have to grow up so fast? why can't i get some time to have my fun? :(

3 strikes and your out

hey, so there went another week....its a Sunday again today, and things ain't any better...not even a teeny-tiny bit...
its been going on for a week now but last night it got really bad! ...and guess how it started? on a small thing where he yelled at all of us for no reason at all and then denied when i just nicely asked him not to yell! like whoa! hold on a minute, its not like only i said you yelled, all of thought you did...even the maid...and she doesn't take sides...c'mon!
...but yeah, in short....thanks for showing me again the place/standing i have in your life with your words, and i quote... 'yeah i'm all wrong from the soles of my feet to my head, Esther why don't you engineer my leaving the house again"
thanks so much. i think its time you know that you lost me lastnight for the 3rd time and that is to be the last. goodbye.