I want to go back to the little townWhere peace was served like morning tea,And the day came without asking anything from you. I want to laugh with familiar faces,And watch the womenSpew tones of humour in conversations with serious faces,Not realising the sarcasm and mischief they carried so naturally. I want to sit in… Continue reading POEM #19
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POEM #18
May you never be the one that had potential. May they never speak about you with a sigh. An almost.May nothing unfinished settle on your shoulders like a coat you forgot to wear. And may your life never become a museum of unfinished dreams. For you I pray that the gifts you have never stay… Continue reading POEM #18
POEM #17
My heart is doing that unfamiliar flip again. It's beating like it no longer wants to stay inside me.Doubting this body that's still in pain and learning.Thumping your name with every stubborn pulse.Wondering if it should keep breaking open or finally let you go. So I try to force your name out of my trembling… Continue reading POEM #17
POEM #16
Here's to the conversations we never had,To the tears we never shed.Here's to the words that choked usUntil we forgot the sound of our own voices.To the pain we swallowed like bitter medicine,Because we believed silence was better than being misunderstood. Here's to the truth we were never allowed to speak,To the stories that were… Continue reading POEM #16
POEM #14
I've been walking the same road we used to walk together. I passed by our favourite spot and I stood there longer than I wanted to.I hoped these flashbacks would feel enough like your company. How can a few minutes of silence drain me of all our memories?How is it that I remember your laugh… Continue reading POEM #14
POEM #13
If you see my boystell them their mother is still trying.Tell them Zion is not lostonly the road is longer.My arms remembers their small bodiesmore than they remember how to rest.Tell them I still pause the movie for themand I chase their running feet in every dream.Tell them I broke trying to hold usthat I… Continue reading POEM #13
POEM #12
One day we'll meet each other on the streets. I'll smile, because one time we happened.We may not talk, but you'll know,good or bad, you played a part in who I became.And that will be enough for me.
POEM #11
Silence. The room commands,The walls stare in silence,The lights marvel at my eyes,Seductive and sensual.I bite my lower lipAnd close my eyes. Slowly,I'm lost in my own world.He stares and sighs,Then holds my neck,Slowly slipping his other handUnderneath my bra-less body.I feel his lips on mine,His beards tease my chin.I want to feel like a… Continue reading POEM #11
POEM #10
No one cares No one cares that you walk wounded. That you walk around, bleeding. They'll stop just long enough to stare and whisper, then they'll remember they have other important things to do. The world has mastered perfectly the art of walking past these wounds. No one cares. Your grief is only yours. It… Continue reading POEM #10
POEM #9
Should you have the chance to read my eulogy, Don't stand and lie to them that I was perfect.Don't tell them that I always knew how to love. Tell them how I was stubborn and rude.I will not hold that against you.Tell them how I gave you a hard time.How we argued even about little… Continue reading POEM #9
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