After the day is over
Withdraw the night to come
Of overwhelming tiredness
Covered up, wrapped my bones
I return to her
After every event
I return to her
After every tear
I return to her
After every cheer
I return to her
After every discussion
I return to her
After every argument
I hug her so intensely
Never want to let go
I hug her with every pleasure
Of my thoughts
With every agony she had suppressed
With every tear she has shed
With every day that has passed
With every hour that clarified
Her devotion
Her will
To never let go
I hugged her with every will
That lasted because of her
I hugged her
My mother
So frightened of the thought
That one day I may wake up
And never find a reply
Which day is there to call the best
The best may have been already
Every day comes standing itself out
The day 0f my birth stand as the best.
If I hadn't come into the world the day I did
There wont be any day to look to as the best
Every day comes with its very uniqueness
Every day goes with its own memories.
Coming straight from the womb world I know
Coming into this world of true uncertainty
Every day showcases tendency of being best
Living a once in a life time existence.
I may not be quite aware of that day
But I am in the know of the existence
Regarding my birthday as my best day in life
I celebrate the best day of my life every year.
Today is the day my heart has to take a stand
Against the agony and anguish of being alone.
Hopefully today, my head can make it understand
That it has unequivocally had the upper hand.
It’s a prudent proposition, the evidence has shown;
Today is the day my heart has to take a stand.
How can you hold on to this hollow strand
Holding this overly oppressive weight of stone?
Hopefully today, my head can make it understand
That forever is but a forgotten fire never fanned
By the fervor of two fevered souls never grown.
Today is the day my heart has to take a stand.
Hasn’t the bullying, bullfighting, butting and
Beating been enough to burst every single bone?
Hopefully today, my head can make it understand
That war is definitely warranted and I command!
Love has become loathsome liar we must disown!
Today is the day my heart has to take a stand,
Today, my head will make it understand.
I sat upon some one another man. With unjust feelings I could of Ran. I decided to let my
heart go
to let it over flow. Every one around me was saying this is bad even my conscience was
saying how sad. But I sat upon another man day in and day out it's like my heart had a
plan. He said what I wanted to hear and brushed away my tears. He made me feel what I
wanted to feel I felt so loved to feel that real. I sat upon another man some one from my
Church. I tried to search for answers but only came up torn. I had to keep this
baby....The baby that was unborn. I sat upon another man.
My heart is feeling empty and sad
Not finding you is driving me mad, oh why
Can’t I be a bird and spread my wings and fly
To soar over rivers and mountains to where you are
But who are you? I don’t know you yet
I’m still waiting for the day, the day that we first met
Was the torrid sun shining or did icy diamonds glint
Did we watch from afar knowing closeness was imminent?
Did our eyes meet and melt into each others?
Was our conversation fluid and never ending till we became lovers?
Were are kisses impatient, did our touches grow intense
Was our breath heavy, when our energy was spent?
Did we lie together relaxed in each others arms?
Contented in our oneness
Mesmerised by each others charms
When will that day be my love, how long must I wait?
Can it be just a matter of time to fulfill our fate?
To this night, I would love thee under the darkest of a shaded moon.
I would love as if my heart was that of the light.
In a way none other knows.
In a way, that would make your toes turn and a mmm’
come out from your sweet lips of passion.
As I know, because they shine that of a red passion.
That of a kissable touch, as I day dream of our first touch.
As I sat here and think of your curves of delight.
I get hard core, all the way to the inner soul delights.
Feeling that of your love, I crave.
I work even harder for that day of praise.
That day of true love and salvation.
When I can gladly say, you are my woman.
But most of all, it’s about what makes you and me.
And that’s the blood pumping through, heart and soul.
It’s about the pleasures in life.
Not just sexual but that of real life.
It’s about me knowing you and us sharing true life.
But most of all, it’s just knowing you have someone to love.
As I have met someone, I could just fall in love.
That if I’m not careful, I could be hurtful in love.
Because I would give all my heart to you the with love.
You and me, what a perfect thing in life
Me now your girl, in the future hopefully your wife
My days are happy because you are mine
I pray you are my God chosen because a love like you is so hard to find
Going a day without seeing you
Makes my day even harder to go through
When I look into your eyes
I get all excited inside
I will love for us to be together forever
For us to be in love together
If you would forever be the other half of me
That part of my life would be so complete
I want to grow with you
Years from now, I would like to share apart of me with you
Thomas, these words does not fully describe my feelings
Which within me runs so deeply
You mean so much to me
And I pray that things go nowhere but up for you and me
As the 45th day of the year approaching,
I perceived the gestures of the sunset
Preventing me of the time remaining
And the special day to reveal any secret!
Even though, I was so devoid of my own soul,
Today is the perfect opportunity for me
To enunciate my feelings for you even in Creole,
To abolish the devious ways inside of me.
Thus, let’s the real love start again!
Let’s refresh our memory from regrets!
Let’s relish under this unusual rain!
Let’s share our love despite our huge debts!
Valentine’s love conveys us to our fate.
Let me cajole you, showing my true love!
Let our hearts groove, again, let them vibrate!
This is what we’re living for: all the above!
The scales torture me
as every day I try to regain my balance
why was I born to this sign?
it drives my mind to distraction
it tears my heart in two
My soul fights for imbalance
as every day it seeks to tip the scales
in favour of all that is good
all that is just
all that is beautiful
Every act of kindness that I witness
lights a candle in my soul
Every voice raised in anger
sees one go out
I cannot live in darkness
it eats away at me
it destroys me
So I live my life lighting candles
I will not rest until there is no anger
no injustice
no ugliness in this world
I have finally come to understand
that the weight of evil
is very heavy indeed
that the balance cannot be tipped
until the darkness
is banished, forever
Every day my soul shines a little brighter
Every day my heart is a little less broken
Every day my mind finds a little more peace
All I've ever had is a pen and a paper
take my skin off and you'll
see right beneath the follicles
are words, words are all I've ever
know. I don't trust many people
in life but my heart beats harder
just discribing what real emotion
feels like. All day every day I feel
like running away but no matter
how far I run similes and sonnets
seem to follow me. Poetry isn't going
anywhere it's like cancer in the brain
and if I try to dissect a piece out
it will only make me insane. I fell
in love the day I realized poetry
made me brave. How eloquently
I could discribe my deepest pains.
It makes the pouring rain simmer into a
light drizzle and when I was sad it would
make the shame fizzle. I just wouldn't be
the same without it. It's like my oxygen,
it has the same affect as a cigarette
without the toxins. It's a constant
reminder as my heart beats this
is what I live for, this is me.
ALL FOR TODAY
A bright morning
Full of expectation
It was the D-day
The day I’m to have
Her silhouette unveiled.
Contemplated if I’m to travel
Or to wait till morrow
No longer to be delayed
For the day has come.
I laugh at myself
As several questions
Slip off my mouth
Am I looking cute enough?
No, which cloth do I go with?
I changed my cloth. . my luggage thrice
To keep fit . . . look scintillating
All is for today, the day I’ve waited for.
Alayande Stephen T.
6.75am
20th November 2007
Still at the Mowe/Redeeem Traffic jam
The Brightness in her eyes to my "suprise" brought out the Day Light. Her walk
was
straight, her smile was bright, just like the Day Light.
She greeted people gracefully with such compassion and Love.
Her composure was not Dark it was just like the Day Light. Both Day and Night,
even
when she was not in sight, you visioned her just like the Day Light.
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