When will I see the day someone
Sing songs for me out of sympathy.
live it to you, where I had to
i'm giving up you, and i have to
to make you feel, it was worth it
did i did wrong,when i had bad
the last love,treat it as crush
did you miss it,everlasting
should it be this,change it for me
i really want to,touch your body
put my lips on,tell me when you ready
we have done this,one last thing
they will never, trust us sorry
send your love too,where you have to
live it to me.
Jingle... jingle jingle,
jingle
The man is black,
jingle jingle
Black as coal,
jingle jingle,
The woman is white ,
jingle jingle,
The colour of our floor,
jingle jingle,
Holding their hands,
jingle jingle,
In symptoms of love,
jingle jingle,
Of defiance,
jingle jingle,
Jingle… jingle jingle,
jingle,
We are children,
jingle jingle,
Of lost races,
jingle jingle,
Of lost continents,
jingle jingle,
Amorphous cultures,
jingle jingle,
Hybrid vernaculars,
jingle jingle,
Our mothers defied,
jingle jingle,
The ways of grandma,
jingle jingle,
Grandma cries,
jingle jingle,
Eeeeeh! Eh! Eh!
jingle jingle,
My children are lost,
In the 21st Century,
Aaaaaaaaaah!
©Muthoka Jacob, June 2012.
This poem is a cry over lost identities in the crave for modernity. Sorry in case it stings.
I feel like
I'm headed no where fast
In the wrong lane
how long will it last
I see things the wrong way
The storm sings
It's going to be a long day
Maybe things will look up
Until then it has to end
Bad and evil
together they blend
Lust or love
for which would you sin
Agony and defeat
Pay attention
when fate and disaster meet
One knife and death
life is one last breath
Some how it has to end
Mad enough to fear
but sad enough to tear
Patterns of broken hearts in ten
Befriend an old torn apart friend
Only the smart ones know it all
Only the ignorant ones grow to fall
How many replace pride
with a loved one by their side
See signs and hide
be a better man "Hey," I tried
but it has to End
There is a light inside of you
blue eyes that light up a room
it was your heart that saw me thru
love of a child that i mother to
A crooked smile and a blankie
big blue eyes smiling back at me
life wasnt given to you by me
but my baby is all that I see
There was a sign daddy taught you
that let you know everything is alright
your hand in mine and you always knew
that he would love you til the end of time
but the ghost in the doorway
makes no way to get passed
my fears echo the hallway
and your voice is heard last
A crooked smile and a blankie
big blue eyes smiling back at me
life wasnt given to you by me
but my baby is all that I see
The End
Nothing left to say;
journey has been completed,
all is finished now.
I am the confidant of many,
a healer of weary souls,
they come to me with questions,
and tales of their ample woes.
I advise and console their broken,
and bleeding hearts,
for I know how it feels,
to be ripped and utterly torn apart.
What can one so humble as I;
I often conclude with query short and sweet;
do for a true master-poet;
who muses others as he speak?
I wish i could step into you
and from your eyes view me
And see what it is
you want me to change
without you
i'm sitting solitarie in the rain
it's just not the same as
living inside your pain
I wish that i could close my eyes
And open yours upon rested thoughts
Categories ands fun puzzles
Wind, fog and cigarrette smoke
A cure for all the names
Cancer and turberculosis wrote
I wish that you lay across my lap
skimming the "funnies"
Doodling and whispering
"I love you hunnie"
Licking peach cobler from your fingers
And gasping like a broadway singer
with too many rainy days to remember
I’m drinking whiskey
In the cold
Kiss me and perhaps
I may grow old
Until then
I’m drinking
Whiskey in the cold
Perhaps
I will never know you
Well I guess
We were granted
The benefit
Of becoming acquainted
Enduring the shadows
That mirror
Our pictures painted
An expedition
One for all
Yet we remain tainted
How far shall we go
To resume these precious
Elements of snow
My ode to Colorado
I miss you
And you aren’t gone
I miss you
And I’m the one
Who left home
So I miss you
Yet here I am
Drinking whiskey
In the cold
Do you miss me
Perhaps, together
We’ll grow old
Don’t leave me here
Drinking whiskey
In the cold
A place still lies
Lonely and untouched
Every night it cries
Seeking for its walls to be patched
A place still lies
But dead in its self
With broken memories
And an empty shelf
I struggle to find myself
In the midst of all the strife
But above me a cloud of darkness
So thick, full of sadness
The place will still lie
But not utter a cry
It shall continue to die
Because no one asked why
I sold my soul to the bottom of the beer bottle. So what if I want to wallow around
with this low self mentality . A sip here a sip there, why not sip everywhere ...you
see?
You see, you really don't care when you have the mentality to wallow in the hallow
of a bottle.
I sold my soul to the bottom of the beer bottle;burning out the aching pain that
causes me to be insane with so much shame.
Boy,the bottom of the beer bottle isn't where I really want to be?You see the
bottom of the beer bottle did not bother me; but now ,it's really affecting me.
Ican't eat sometimes I can't even sleep,because the bottom of the beer bottle is
calling me.It's really beating my body.How can I ever benefit when the bottom of
the beer bottle is calling me?How could this ever happen to me?
When I used to win and grin, beating the bottle;what I once to beat is now beating
me and my body.The bottom of the beer bottle is calling me.
Idrink it waking up and drink it lying down.The bottom of the beer bottle has a tight
hold on me.The bottom of the beer bottle is calling me.
One Hour into school and im hearing news but not believing
what they say,it comes again
in the form of wicked sadness destroying seamen rank by rank
adn my tears fall inside like flanks,in my shaking head
I hold this in mind
and let truth behold all i might not see and death brings me closer to the seams
of life and im so afraid
im a coward of time and i've got so many cards I dealt
but the ace is hidden by my side
and lastnight it was Sunday May 5th 2008
and somehow we they got there late
I just know it was'nt your time but we all will be fine
you will be missed and we'll remember this time when we had to say goodbye
and our tears flow like new life
and at the drop of a hat,
a mother lost a daughter,father lost a girl,we lost an angel
and God gained your grace students lost a hero,I know im way past my limit
so why do I write still,but i know somehow i'll prove you're living in our brain
Mrs.Gates we miss you dearly as you glowed with day
and will always be remembered not erased
"This Poem/Song is dedicated to the Family,Friends,Students and staff who
were touched by this Angel's Grace,R.I.P. Mrs.Gates"
Forget me, I'm only poor!
And the poor don't do anything!
So don't give me help!
Don't even think of me!
I'll just sit here!
And I'll die, I guess!
Oh man, we're poor!
And
Forget me too, I'm only elderly!
And the elderly take up space!
So don't give us help!
Don't even offer it!
We'll just go live in
Florida, I guess!
Ah, getting old is a drag!
And
Forget me also! I'm only orphaned!
And orphans need to be shackled!
So don't shed a tear!
Don't even think!
We'll just sit back
And exist, I guess!
Our parents are gone, party all the time!
And
Forget me, please! I'm only challenged!
And we don't do nothin' right!
So forget about us, lock us up!
Don't even cry for us!
We'll just sit here
And drool, I guess!
......Huh?
And finally!
Forget me! I'm only reason!
And reason is crazy!
So forget about me, just be dumb!
Don't even wonder why!
I'll just walk right out the door and
I'll head for the hills, I guess!
Forget about us, we're nothing useful
Don't even think about it, just sit back
We don't do much, and we cost so much money
Just cut us loose, we can take it, be a man!
LEAVING ME HERE
I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT ALL OF THIS WASN'T MY FAULT
MEMORIES BRINGING ME BACK TO THE PLACES THAT I DON'T KNOW AT ALL
BUT I WANTED YOU HERE TO SEE IF YOU'RE STILL ALIVE
LIFE IS GONNA BE BETTER ON THE OTHERSIDE
CELLOPHANE GIRL
LIVING IN THE PART OF A CELLOPHANE WORLD
COME BACK TO ME
YOU WAS THE BEST THING IN MY LIFE
LITTLE CELLOPHANE GIRL
SEE THROUGH ME
ALL THE DREAMS I WAS CHASING
YOU LEFT A BITTER TASTE IN MY MOUTH
YOU'RE TURNING ME OVER
THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO FEEL
THIS WORLD IS SO COLD NOW
MAYBE WE CAN FIGURE THIS OUT OR WE JUST FALL IN THE CROWD
CELLOPHANE GIRL
LIVING IN THE PART OF A CELLOPHANE WORLD
COME BACK TO ME
YOU WAS THE BEST THING IN MY LIFE
LITTLE CELLOPHANE GIRL
SEE THROUGH ME
TAKE ME UNDER FROM THE CRUELTY OF OTHERS
I THINK ABOUT IT DESPERATELY UNTIL THAT DAY
I WILL BE SITTING HERE UNDER THE TREE
DROWING MY MEMORIES DOWN HERE
I MISS YOU
CELLOPHANE GIRL
LIVING IN THE PART OF A CELLOPHANE WORLD
COME BACK TO ME
YOU WAS THE BEST THING IN MY LIFE
LITTLE CELLOPHANE GIRL
SEE THROUGH ME
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