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Thomo Legabe Poem
Maybe it’s the silent thought
Death and destruction, the darkness is the place I was taught
Maybe it’s the shadows that blur my vision in the daylight
My battle with anxiety seems to be a never-ending fight
I used to be scared of the nightmares that haunt my dreams
But lately feel comfortable with them or so it seems
Found myself continuously losing sleep
Feeling like I’m stuck in a pool of worry, drowning in the deep
Maybe it’s in my head but still torments me
Or its just who I am and without it who would I be
I stay indoors, society makes me nervous
Keeping away from people is my social service
Society constructs a constant need for consummation
The flame the fuels the fire fills the void meant for separation
Please don’t mind me but it seems society fuels my anxiety
Copyright © Thomo Legabe | Year Posted 2021
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Thomo Legabe Poem
Black and blue our flowers will bloom
With seas and skies of certain doom
You dare to dream of death it seems
Separate yourself from selfish dreams
Where you peep through certain holes
And see all those floating souls
Don't tell me you see, your sight has been blurred
Don't misquote me because of something you thought you heard
My thoughts are silent
My sight is blinded
Maybe your dreams weren't big enough to give your nightmares goosebumps
Or maybe I was right for thinking love was an optical illusion confusing the blood pump
The heart beats for blood not love
Just as the the rain comes down from the skies above
Don't fool yourself thinking it's a chemical reaction
It's passion.
Copyright © Thomo Legabe | Year Posted 2020
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Thomo Legabe Poem
I saw a songbird sing
Joyful she was with her song of hope
No tears in her eyes
Just the sunshine and the baby blue skies
I heard her sing her song of admiration
Her song filled with the sweet sounds of incarceration
A songbird shackled by her freedom
Behind her sweet voice she’s battling with her demon
Oh! I heard a song bird sing happily in her cage.
I saw a flightless bird soar
He was kissed by an angel and begged for more
Filled with despair because he left her behind
An angel like that he believed he wouldn’t find
His mind racing… pacing
Fearful because he could feel his memories erasing
Lost in the land of eternal isolations
Excluded from the people of his nation
As he looked down, frozen
Cold his body lies without motion
Oh the beauty of see a flightless bird soar.
Copyright © Thomo Legabe | Year Posted 2021
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Thomo Legabe Poem
I try my best to stay focused
But this world has me chocking
Killed by my own
Persecuted by the rest
Stop what you doing and your redundant statements
It's an oxymoron building up on different stages
I try my best to stay
But it gets harder when I keep pushing myself away
Please don't be fooled or confused
I do so subconsciously
I tried my best to see
To see past the blurred lines
But I'm blinded by the hatred people set for themselves
Asleep is where I belong but the dreams don't exist
It's a dark place set with no light at the end
I tried my best to believe
But your hypocrisy is the cause of the loss of faith
I'm done trying.
Copyright © Thomo Legabe | Year Posted 2020
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