Frightened by heinous crimes
she's kept behind the doors
To protect her from the evil
She is stopped from chasing dreams
Not belonging to your own house
is what she has heard all this while
And when she finally stands for herself
her life ends as a result of a crime
This world full of misery
has suffocated many like her
there seems no place to breath
no place to give complete safety
sometimes, she questions her existence
the next moment, she gains strength
"This Society needs to get an answer
that SHE can rise up as well"
"Victims are not victors, lady"
was her sole thought in her journey
but today her soul asks for justice
for the way she got victimized
This ain't the story of one
this is a tale of many lives
Once, they did have trust
Now, it has turned into rage
Many facts are left unspoken
many wounds never to be healed,
many voices been silenced,
and many questions left unanswered!
© Black_Beauty
#justice #girl #abuse #Silence #She
The most lucid among us
admonish the period
A comma best chosen
inserted in time
Stopping for emphasis
the folly endemic
As thoughts need to flow
—forever sublime
(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)
Interrogation,
exclamation
ellipsis
commas,
let's finish soon
and Full stop .
Trying to be no thing
try in t o be nothing
tr y to be nothin g
try to be th ink
tryi ng t o not be
try in g to b e
not h
-----a
-----n
------i
------n
------g down
the o in alOne
that fake L??K i show you all
watch me fade noth in,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
full stop,
you give respect,
you get it back, two-fold.
a life lesson to keep in mind.
spread good karma into the universe,
otherwise encounter the bad.
quit keeping up and time...
leaves you behind,
full stop.
Date written: 09/27/2020
My Full Stop
Here comes the full stop.
The end to my love stories
The one I will cherish for the rest of my life
I surrender!
I will love you not only for better for worse
But till the good Lord decides to take me
I will love you even in death
Even if you decide to be fat today
Or even if you change your complexion
I will still love you
Because what I love is your soul
I pray ,i pray that i will be a good father to our children
And that you will stand with me through every storm of life
In and Out ,we go
But let the love I have for you always grow
For you are my full stop, my final stop, my heart, my wife.
Written by Tawona M Ranganawa
All copyrights reserved.
Your face is
my mirror to the universe
through which,
I peep into
everything that subsists,
crafted by the creator
Your facade is
a book,
restraining
our love-story;
every MOLE of which,
is a ‘Full stop’ of its text
09:35 pm | Sunday, June 7, 2019
bleed me
let it squeeze out
this bile has filled me
and animates what otherwise has been hollowed
love me
fill me with something pure
some light long died out
rejuvenate this broken form
take the broken, and call it worth loving
take the tired and ugly, and call it beautiful
don't let this sad sentence carry that final .
I'd rather have piteous hands
Than blood stained ones
It may be a dismal conception
But through that threshold stands
No turning point in either direction.
The piteous are often the poor
While blood stained will throttle for more.
It's a dismal world upon reflection
So heaven's conception was to soften the poor
But man set the bar for that thresholds redemption.
Veronica and I, share the same brave dream
With Veronica snared, we made a great team
Xylophone extraordinaires, the world had never seen
Yikes folks, I ate swords or flares that burnt and bent my teeth
Zoo turned me into a circus freak, I long for the long grass of home.
I'm poised to deliver a singularity,
a pithy black hole,
a spot from which there's no escape
once key or pen is lifted;
It's terminal - period:
Wait for it! The End is nigh!
There, it's done .
I print firm my foot steps
In a remote avenue of full of full stops
Heaven is long and without ends
Until the Earth came near to the Heaven
What stopped my steps in the Heaven?
The biggest full stop,round in shape,the Earth
Fitting to the size of the error
Made in the Heaven for ever!
Blind sight scattered my wits
Like whitened bones
Across the deserts of my mind.
I descended into blackness.
Love shrank into the tame cat
By the fire,unacknowledged hate
Grew to fill the room.
I stared too much,
A full stop grew gigantic
Crowded out
All the words in the sentence
I saw nothing but this dot
Now a gigantic black hole
Into which I was dragged.
An energy coming from within my own head
Sucked me into the black hole.
That place was the wrong sort of dearkness.
Within that full stop,
Love Fundamental became invisible.
Disappered into the dark.
I dragged my eyes away
And saw the moon appear , so eerie,
It shone,grey silver.
If I had opened my eyees wider
I would not now lament
What I destroyed in the wormhole
Of the black dot that drew my eye
Into a tunnel of darkness
It blinded me to the light
Did not let me read the sentences
Beside the full stop.
An error of focus left hate
Unacknowledged,unmitigated unredeemed,
Kept from love or goodness
Afraid to spoil my love with hate,
The fear of hate became
That which spoiled all else else,
By freezing Love itself.
I allowed you to tread on me unflinchingly.
My mind on pause,
ungrieved you turn back the clock.
Enough to stun the century,
I take cognisance of divine’s club foot.
I did not believe in self-pity
but I was racing against time
to avoid a jealous path running with me.
Yet I was sleeping on bushes of estranged thorns
without locking my golden age.
Tulips are no more my favourites.
You have to dig deep to plant the bulbs
and wait. When death opens the door for me,
I wanted to be free from any commitment
and ready to walk in, like a foot soldier.
This cosmos is mine, body is for you.
It no more obeys my command.
No more commas are needed,
a final full stop will do.
I am returning back to my home.
SATISH VERMA
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