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Insidious and sly – Promote Yourself

 win or lose


Wrapped in your beguilement like a silk that was fine.

Still cold within something that was unsatisfyingly thin

But felt coarse like a sack, lying in a field of rye.

All your flaws,

So deceitfully concealed.

But mine of which I shared with you, I asked of you to forget with nonchalance

And most importantly, yield.

Ravenous for any form of affection,

But just pure passiveness was all I got, when I trace back to my recollections.

Establishment was a sensitive topic that we never dared to mention,

And I would have preferred to have been free,

But I never escaped the constraints of the tension.

Yourself, afar and distant,

Always vivid in the dark.

The pair of us,

Facets to the undefined.

Playing a game where the reward wasn’t something a little under a mil’,

A game of which,

Neither of us could ever win,

(Nil, Neil.)

But I wouldn’t know what consciousness was, if I were ripped by the hits of a bong,

And I still don’t know what selflessness is, even though I endured it so long

But yet, I still continue to wrestle with these unresolved feelings.
So here I write, with my racing, angry thoughts, all fucking lyrical and poetic

But the anger isn’t subdued when trying to think of cunning phonetics.


Insidious and sly.

That’s what you were,

And that’s what it was.


-Tatiana. 15. London.

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at

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