The power of love
I always felt empty and as nothing before.
I always filled my heart with reasons to abhor.
I taught myself hate, nothing less nor more.
I knew less about love, therefore,
I’d spend days downpouring tears laying on the floor,
Starring at the roof till my eyes would become sore.
I’d listen to the melody of knocks at my door.
My brain knew nothing besides being hardcore.
My eyes, my heart, my brain, all these four,
were filled with hate like they were getting paid for
Till you came knocking at my door
And now I spend more time at the bookstore,
as I no longer feel empty anymore.
Funny how you help me overcome my pride.
I’ve become addicted to how we have allied,
how you hold my hand when I’m terrified,
how you have taught me to subside,
how I tend to feel free when you are by my side.
Hence, to you, I now confide.
You’re like the star when I’m in my darkest spot.
Yet you’re my darkest spot when the sun’s too hot.
You managed to fill my heart with love instead of fraught.
With you I have won a jackpot.
Hence when I am alone, I refer to you as a hotshot.
I know I am reckless but with you I did forethought.
So please try to understand where I come from
Please love me when I am angry and when I’m calm.
Try not to be the cause of my sadness,
If not, you’ll be pushing me back to cold-heartedness.
Unlike my brain,
My heart will never be happy to be there again,
Because of the previous pain.
Copyright © kamva Eyethu Makanda | Year Posted 2024
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