Friends with Benefits ( Friend Zone tales)

Drowning in a whirlpool of self pity and confusion.

She’s tired of the games and blues.

In a game of vibes and fronts, his intentions

are unclear.

His kisses are equivalent to a one night stand.

Words are unclear, a moving controversy.

Caresses in the dark, lost in a trance after

midnight passion and cuddles like a brother.

His feelings are detached, his kisses almost surreal.

Her addiction turned to quiet affliction for an

indecisive male whose soul is trapped.

She resembles the woman of his dreams.

A fleeting beauty he caresses with one foot

outside the door. Keeping his options open.

A true friend and confidant she is.

His own Kleenex for every time a female

hurt or broke his heart.

A woman who sees through him and understands

the man that he is and she is always there for him.

Kissing her with the same affection but quick to call

her a friend.

Making love to her in haste, leaving her seething for more.

Regrets are made in throngs of passion.

Dragging her along in a game of confusion.

Creating a funeral match in her heart as he

juggles her with Joanne, Doryn, and Valerie.

Quick to introduce her as a friend when

he meets his other friends or family.

Playing the role of his “wing man” to parties

and events. Taking up the part of a caring

sister in front of his family and friends.

Placing her up on a shelf, putting her on a pedestal.

A convenient friend now marinated with benefits.

Embracing mind games. Toying with her emotions.

Signs misread to mean something more.

Words twisted to replicate different meanings.

His teasing is misleading.

His words are like misguided detours.

Emotions paralyzed in a pit.

She’s broken, confused and paranoid.

Giving love and playing house with a man

who only sees her as a friend.

The buzz of her phone at dusk, a clarion call

signaling the presence of a friend. Hooked to

his games, hope and faith never faltering.

She runs faster than an athlete to reach him.

She’s stuck in the friend-zone.

©FloetryC 2015

11062762_962509220458549_4079523761569915560_n 67bn

Advertisements

Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love poetry...art, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s