Not my name

I went to the bar for a game

to see dis-grace in my name 

Gulped a margarita, and danced

feeling bolder as no one knew my name

On stage, belted a rock song 

crowd cheered, like they knew my name 

Taunting the devil, I kissed a man

Sparks flew before he asked my name

Lustful eyes, I pulled down his pants 

Riding him, he wanted to know my name 

No labels, no expectations, no name, I said 

Still he asked, "Can Angel be your name?" 

How I wish we are in Eden sin, so I said yes 

Then, I laughed as Heaven is not my real name.

Author's note:   This post is for D'Verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight.  Link your poem (any form) starting Tuesday (every Tuesday) at 3pm EST.   

In writing this post, I took some features of the Ghazal form I learned last week (at least 5 couplets, ending refrain on each couplet, "I" perspective and signature couplet on the last verse).   However, per John Alwyine-Mosley's guidelines, since this is a narrative, it falls outside the ghazal form.  


For fun, I inserted my real names in this post. :-)  Thanks for the visit ~     

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