Where tides once gossiped for many an hour
about what lovers share; like grapes gone sour,
the strong opinions o’ friends will minds devour.
A reputation guarded against smut
and smiles that’s ever radiant abut
the cultivated, fertile soil and glut.
A gentle breeze that ruffles the recall
of memories that bleed freely, then stall
at the precipice of confession – they fall.
Now fervour spent and mutinous thoughts gel
in favour of peace; not a too hard sell
before the final call by clamorous bell.
As welcome waves engulf the thoughts and sweep
recall away, nostalgia recedes to weep.
Longing of the heart, of the mind
Curiosity is killing, step by step
The moon and the stars-Insomniac
Who will end these queries
I hear them talk abut their sire's
"my father this, my father that"
Inside I'm void, empty of utterance
Dumb-my mum is
I desire to know the truth
Every time the sun moves
The wound deepens
I want to know my dad
I'm searching for my daddy
I'm searching for my daddy
If you happen to see him
Let him be informed
I'm still searching for him
Daddy-never called anyone so
Even if Ill only have a glance of you
Ill still search for you
Daddy, I have a lot of quizzing
Why you left me alone
Why you advised Mummy to get rid of me
You abandoned me
But, here I am searching for you
Cause I love you anyway
If anyone happens to see him
Inform him, I'm yearning for him
Patiently waiting, waiting for that moment
Hopeful I am
By Sylvia Semo(Cylviaan)
He's above the earth, far away from my touch
Hanging in her arms of the sky
-Staring at me
A dream of eternal shone in our eyes
My love, unheard as a whisper
The vast horizon lave in his shine
I'm merely an admirer of his
As the vales lean their hand to feel him
and clouds tempt for a kiss
The sea portrayed him in her ripple
- greens in their leaves
Fortunate peaks thieved a hug
-the earth push her trees for a glance of him
Miles of silence was between us and
-Only our eyes spoke-
the pain and mystery of dark
He's near to the sea, sinking, to her lap
As a mid sunset, he stared, in my red eyes
My hands leaned into an unknown
- the soul ached, unconditionally
I felt my last bye, a promise of hope
He's above the earth, far away from my touch
Hanging in her arms of the sky
-Staring at me
An untold sensation abut my fingers,
-slowly every bit of my body
A hot breath breeze over me
And a fragrance of jasmine
And, A shine!
The sky bent over me, like a wish.
The words were granted; I'm your moon, my love
Nature looks weary abut the boom gate
Like a faithful prostitute dun for her pay
With hand on cheek, the other wave way
By ageless sky con beloving gaze
And Sam to Delilah, a giant betrayed
In boneless bliss, made Achilles to heel
What fate the peep to me had brought?
When time..., yet permits me to decide
To crisscross between heaven and earth.
©Yusuf, A.O.?
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Our days seem filled with death and destruction
While hate and war go hand in hand
With what?
Politics and past deeds?
Religion? Tribal ties?
Races go head to head
While people die from others dreams of power.
An omnipotent human trait perhaps?
Neighbours look back over their shoulders
Determined to keep past grievances alive,
To set things right, to turn the tide,
And so it spreads
A cancer that nothing can cure
Ingrained in this, the 'daily' life we lead.
The living and the dead join hands too
So Keeping that hate alive in every corner of this
Our world.
Families feud, and so it grows
Since first we walked, then talked.
Kin, villages, clans,
Borders spanned by tongue,
Or colour, or creed.
A never ending battle for what?
Tow the line, kill or be killed,
Just follow the thoughts of men
Who crave dominion over each other.
A downward spiral
Leads to who or what we are, or were,
Or think, or dream.
Brothers and sisters in arms
Driven by deeds long past to haunt the sleep
Of the living, and the dead.
If history takes care of itself,
Then what of the future?
When your reflection, wearing nothing but
the dusty light, splashed out of the mirror,
I clearly understood that skies abut
inferno, that Elysium is nearer
than what is written in the books, that hell
is deeper, that such shameless nakedness,
such outspoken shamelessness foretell
doom of my soul, that your dark grey silk dress
lays out on the floor, that you don’t cast
a shadow, that the wings behind your back
are made of darkness, that my reared up lust
is too overt for you, that your long black
braids are entwined with serpents, that I stand
before you fully dressed, that those few
things I held dear – God, freedom, homeland –
don’t matter anymore, that I love you.
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Voltaire just Kant angle cut it
Beauvoir broad side view
abut the narrow Rousseau
gender Thoreau thought causeway
As Sarte Marx the entrance unlit —
Avicena chapiters atop da Vinci pillars,
Stuart Mill sturdily sit
Arendt spiral steps turn Spinoza
down to the Alighieri depths
Socrates ambience got a Dewey dungeon
decimal Fodio gradient affectation
Awolowo still wanna Sodipo cubit cut it,
but some Augustinus genius
won’t even Nyerere beveling make
the reed Descartes arch decision
Wollstonecraft overlaid on contoured Witt
Piper leveled with Gargi precision ...
A Solomon blueprint found in a keen closet
Our friends used to say that the two of us had chemistry. Their little in house joke.
Strangers took it to mean we got along great.
What they actually meant was stable when separate abut volatile when mixed.
It was true. Though I was blind to it at the time.
How could I not be? I was in love.
He was everything. The other half of me.
I felt it whenever he was near.
Maybe that was the chemistry?
Like sodium and sulphuric acid; slowly fizzing, heating up and up and up until the inevitable explosion that finally tears through destroying everything in its
path.
It was a long time coming.
But when it came it hit hard and fast and left little unscathed.
He was the best thing that ever happened to me.
I'll never say any different. Even now.
But he was also the worst of me.
And I was the worst of him.
It was no one's fault really.
Not his.
Not mine.
We just...had chemistry.
Springtime has erupted; life's everywhere
With a fine chartreuse film that floats through the air.
The live oaks are blooming along with golden mesquite-
The scents of renewal are verdant and sweet.
Chameleon fields that change overnight;
A plethora of color; an artists delight
Yellow, so bright it hurts the eyes,
Covers the hills like a huge sunshine tide.
Pastures of green and wild onion white
Deceive the perception with flowered highlights.
Black and white calves frolic and play
Through the myriad of colors on display.
Seas of Indian paintbrush in brash scarlet red
Abut pink morning primrose, gently lifting its head;
Kaleidoscope gaillardia next to wine-colored phlox,
Mad impressionist Nature has pulled out the stops
Painting great Texas with colors galore
Then deciding to add just one color more
And up shoots the bonnets in startling blue.
Our states flower emblem, a salute to you.
JSC 2003
when care is pressing you down a bit,
rest, if you must-but don’t you quit.
Life is ***** with its twists and turns,
as every one of us sometimes learns,
and many a failure turns abut,
when we might have won had we stuck it out,
don’t give up, though the pace seems slow-
you might succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than
it seems to a faint faltering man,
often the struggler has given up
when he might have captured the victor’s cup,
and he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
how close he was to the golden crown.
Succeed is failure turned inside out-
the silver tint of the clouds of doubt-
and you never can tell how close you are,
it may be near when it seems afar;
so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit-
it’s when things seem worst that you ’t quit.
You see me by the cruel gaze
your finger stroke tantalize
my thoughts like flames
pain deep within.
Blind to the signs of chaos
constricted of breath
a thousand voices pause
lips dripping with death.
No tears for the lonely
myopic in scope, minds
intent on trickery only, hope
desperation, death notes
by rote inscribed.
There is no respite, the lies
eyes of the shadows
assassins' vows
the clash of destinies sanguine;
black grins, white phantoms
fail of reasons, demons of laughter
tones sharp in the air
Destroy me! Destroy me!, they stare-
I smile, each face of stone
confined within a labyrinth
each breath shallower than before
still give me more.
One breath from eternity
befalls the jeweled sky
silver moons, red sunsets
sweet beauty defies.
Escape i must
this secret touch
subliminal streams of dreams
abut these ties, love crimes-
I pierce the distance
sun kiss sapphires,
and visions of indigo seas
in autumn, a late breeze.
They die away
enemies of my soul
the still of a purple haze
inverse of a cruel gaze.
I should have known you lied
that you were just like everyone else
all you cared about was yourself
You made me believe in you
but you only lied
just like everyone else
caring about yourself
im done believing in you, cause you only lied
everything you made me believe in
you made me believe in you
but you only lied
just like eveyone else
caring abut yourself
your lies have no more meaning
every word you said about love
has become my razor
cause every word about then and now
is just my personal razor
you made me believe in you
but you only lied
just like everyone else
caring about your self
you left and empty hole
you've caused so much pain
your lies have hurt me the most
i'm done believing in you
My love for him.
My love for him, so Innocent and pear.
This is love that cannot be cured.
Like a disease spreading throw my body.
Not leaving any room for anybody.
My love for him forever it will last.
He knows that its forever in his grasp.
Hearing his kiss so softly in my ears.
I become lightheaded, breathless with chills.
These feelings he gives to me, amazing in every way.
It keeps continuing each and every day.
Imagining his touch, so gently on my skin.
Hearing his breath, breathing out then in.
Hearing his words, whispering in my ear.
Saying he loves me and will always be here.
We talk abut how our life is going to be amazing together.
Also, how our love is truly forever.
It's amazing how two people can feel the same way.
Falling in love with each other more and more each day.
Everything I write has come straight from the heart.
I have had these feelings right from the start.
~Sammie~
© SamanthaFryzel 2012
Why do i do this to myself
Why do i make myself think abut hi
All he ever did was nothing
He lied
He cheated
He used me
Maybe in a weird way that's a good thing
Because now I know
I DESERVE BETTER!
My mind wanders as I sit alone
Wondering what is out there
Is it a world I could care about?
Millions of people all running around
Doing their own things
Separate lives not intertwined
Is there anyone even worth thinking about?
Does anyone think about me?
I strain my thoughts
Searching for one name
One person who deserves my thoughts
So many rush through my life
Never stopping to talk
That is okay for both of us
I never take the time to know them
They are dismissed as soon as they appear
Maybe I feel I am not good enough
Could it be that they are the inferior ones?
I may never know
I don’t care enough to want to know
So, why do I even ask?
---------- Before anyone asks...NO, I do no feel like this. I was watching a TV show abut
someone who felt this way and it got my creative juices flowing. ----------
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