The Cynic Communtity

  You Hate Her, You Wannabe Her ~ Miss A. There she goes again, Enlightening the path behind her Going in her flow, tip-toe. Oh!  Who's she again? Stop her, where's she heading for? Try on hittin', but she has a sense of wit underlying. You'd try to compress her, make her belong, Oh! That... "Don't make me hate you more". Who's she again? What did she do to get here? Oh! What a slut! Impeccable imprecations all prejudiced. 'Cause there's no way you'd know ever her inside. You spill shit, before you open up your mouth, You'd shout, she's rushing, making her way, The path clears on its own, she can't be sabotaged. For after-all, you're wearing fabric, And she's wearing art. You're taunting curiosity, She's teasing drama. You're haunting fear, She's ensembling pain. And you know you'd end in vain, When she's moving a pawn in her game. Oh! you but wanna silently be her, The miles to reach, but somehow...

  YOUR VOICE -Miss_A   It’s been so long, I crave to hear your voice You scare me, where are you now Shredder of love, all your words of ice Here I’m holding the tears, so low. I’m singing all the songs so coarse But would you understand what pulls me up... I’m hearing nothing but tones of morose Been begging the heavens for any sugar in cup. No,   I’m not shocked to meet you here I wished I could, but rather I sigh, I’m relieved You’ve been fine I hope All the wishes I asked the meteorites Was no one else’s but only yours. It looks like you were missing me as well For your eyes don’t say you wanna run away. I’ve holding, trying to grasp the least Of your voice, memorizing it every day Hoping I won’t forget the melodies Soothing it is to my ears, and how much How will you ever know... Losing a note was like losing a part When would you know! I take a step towards you. And then I am stuck to the ground. But I see you move quickly to me as w...

  ALTER EGO ~ Miss A   The Beginning Of The Dawn What is this? Worth more power than me! River of lava flowing, yet a part of my own Of this majestic curse, I want a scoop, drink this elixir Would it burn? Would I be able to take it? Can I own? Rayleigh of the era curiosity takes the form. Struggling who I was, who I am, who I wish to be, Lists of wants so long, picturing an imagery of fiction Holding all those instincts, acts, behavior, life and soul A sculpture of glass, distant yet there, caged source of energy A ghost as a subsided form, a through of friction and gravity Let it enter my skin, in all forms, to make me a part as it’s coat A transparent coat, filled with shades of morality, power and grim An ego, so possessive, it engulfs and eats your soul, to a new you. I’m sacred would it alter what I am as well? And in what way; positive or negative? This was sure more power than I’d expect, Too much to hold, but now my yes means yes No questions could uphold,...

  Stalk of the Falcon ~Miss A   Am I aware of you, or am I not? But maybe this running away, this beating heart Trying to hide, wishing to escape has something it portrays. Is it burring senses in me, or is it not?   What do I do, for you do have a bad image... From the eyes, fierce whiskey in the tone From the aura, tormenting forging power in its strings Or the beak, you propose in our matter Or the claws, cutting-ripping your preys I don’t wish to be tailed, won’t be your prideful decay.   Am I imagining things, or am I not? You were here right away, I bet Now you are so lost, there’s no hint left. Am I seeing things, hallucination, is that what’s it called?   I can still feel the presence; I am just too much of gut sure... There’s a void now, which was occupied before There was something there, in the sky Even if it wasn’t you, there was something It has to be. I can still see dense texture of the skin, Still can...

 Legion ~ Miss A It's not about what you can dare It's about what you can decide Once you decide, it won't even take courage You know to how begin it, And you know you to end it very well You can turn to find out the beauty Or you'd break down to scrambled legion of thoughts And I don't even wanna know All my wishes as grand as a legion. 'Cause baby I'm alone now, I can't think of you the same. Oh! Baby I'm alone now, I can't cherish the game, Oh! Baby I'm alone now, Why can't you sense all my pain? Yeah baby I'm alone now, Can't you recall my name? Hoping all those wishes, Singing songs so dreamingly... It gets harsh as it fades I'd hope, I'd hope, I'd wish you'd be back. But I can't see a thing And I can' see no sign And I just sit and sigh... All my thoughts, scattered, a pool, a legion. I'd believed, there's nothing to be scared But some wounds, leave behind scars So deep it cuts, it ends up cut...

  A Lesson on Self Care. Hello Women. I have a question to ask, and I will ask you straightforwardly. Do you still care about yourself? Talk to yourself? Look after your bodies? Call yourself beautiful and be profound in your own eyes, because in my sight, you don't need another person to tell you that. To tell you what you are, once you tell yourself that you are amazing, you become that. I would like to talk about women’s health in their early twenties. It’s a crazy time period isn’t it, those authentic party dresses don’t seem to grab your attention. It’s bland, you’re happy and unknown sources of happiness, and energy keeps coming at you. But it seems Mother Nature wasn’t satisfied with that, she’d put you in a state where you just don’t want to love yourself, but also be loved by people. Those who we never cared about seem so much, and we’d like the grasp hold of them till the milestone of life we could see. Amazingly, it’s not difficult to attain that, achieve some...

  Bullet on the Belly ~Miss A I'm bored of myself, so I'm going to hit you Simply, it's not even the attention anymore It's just the shady, which I can't control I like to express it, rise above the level, overflow. Gonna hit the bait, let it confuse you Check it, observe it, destroy it as you please This is a problem I don't want to get into Addicts of danger, needs a bit of gunpoint At the head, at the heart, turn flesh into jelly A Russian Roulette, see me through your mindsight Hold on the trigger, scare dear; bullet on the belly. Are you brave enough, to hurt your dear this night? For I'm a snack you chew on You chew and chew and chew, I'm a gum, ends are no You play a game, you whack a mole You kill the mole you win And end your interest and the joy is damaged You would replay it right! With whom, I wanna know. There's no one like me, I promise you I'm a crowd-pleaser, not an opponent you'd like to bestow. Can you change the background,...