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Yvonne Eguridu Poem
Never to be trusted
Never to be loved
Never means never
Enough is enough
How many times where you warned before?
How many times did they threaten to lock the door?
Stereotypical black locked up in the system
Lack of common sense and absolutely no wisdom
Caught up in the game and because of your pride
You fail to see the hurt, pain and shame you see inside
Your colour sees you as a typical disgrace
What are you goanna to do?
Your future you can’t even begin to contemplate
What’s done is done you sealed you fate
Copyright © Yvonne Eguridu | Year Posted 2005
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Yvonne Eguridu Poem
The sensational smell catches the sense of my nose
The oils from your fragrance fill up the air
The leafs and the flowers start floating around
The hot sun starts beating on my forehead, letting the sweat run down
The cold wind suddenly rushes through my scalp
Smacking my face on the way and making my hair tingle
I feel funny all around
Indescribable, Unexplainable feeling
I've never felt like this and never want to feel like this again
I hate the way I can't control the butterflies
It's chaos the way the wings are flapping so hard in my stomach
All these weird feelings and you've just walked past me
Imagine what it will feel like when you touch me
Written on the 12/4/03
You Know Who You Are!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Copyright © Yvonne Eguridu | Year Posted 2005
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Yvonne Eguridu Poem
Yes, yes, yes
Patiently waiting, desperately seeking
The highs and the lows
I've been through the storm
Read the book and at the end of the chapter I can finally say
I'M IN LOVE
Made. You belong to me, I belong to you.
Were for each other
Happily resting in your arms I feel so much security
Your hugs, your kisses, my love, our wishes
Are no longer dreams or fantasies
Reading my mind, knowing all my lines
We are connected by the power that only the soul holds
When I’d think of us months use to cross my mind
Now I’ve seen years on us I see our life as perfect
So I stand corrected by wanting to use the term FINE
I was once told that after the storm they'll be white doves
So that’s why after my heart-ach came your love
Sense my life is making, it’s my breath that you are taking
There is no faking, were not in the making
Were finally into love
Copyright © Yvonne Eguridu | Year Posted 2005
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