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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
Black weeds of doubt
still sprout
from the seeds of me pain
remembering the day
when i had lost love again
after letting myself care much
forgot that love is hush
still I tasted the bitter
side of love that wasn't better
those words of pain from your letter
Ignored that, there is danger
in loving someone so much
that love is blind
takes over the mind
had treasured happiness
and locked it away in sadness
for black weeds of doubt
still sprout
from the seeds of my pain
As I force myself to remember
the drying, falling & dying
of our love in November
when summer started
had no love content
when the knife so sharp
those lies tore me apart
left me with black weeds of doubt
that still sprout
from the seeds of my pain
Now I cant say it no more
that I love you alot
for that repetition
does not bring correction
to the horror of my past
when i thought i had found love at last
until the day when all were gone
and our love was done
remaining with only black weeds of doubt
that sprout
from the seeds of my pain
they sprout
cause i doubt
that you love me
i think you'll hurt me
like he did, again...
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2011
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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
Missing you hurts me
thoughts of you torture me
I need you here to
touch your beautiful skin,
see your glorious smile.
The sound of your name
ignites a flame
within this lonely being.
My wish, my dream
is to hear you speak to me
with your melodious voice.
Missing you, evokes a
certain feeling that makes
my stomach turn
and feel butterflies.
Help me please,
I'm falling for you with ease
will you catch me
with your caring arms?
Help me please
I'm drowning in this
pool of pain
and its driving me insane
This feeling of missing you...
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2009
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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
This heart beats to the rythm of a broken melody
unsung, unheard. It tears through these walls of imprisonement
that i created with tears
that flowed, flooded and drowned me
into my world of nothingness
where only the echo of my fading voice
drains my thoughts
where feeling consume and describe me
even i do not understand why
I let this be
why i let me
be bound by this chain
that has become a part of this being
seeing is believing, they say
but I am inviscible
unseen, unknown
striving to be recognized
wanting to escape this torture of silence.
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2010
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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
Perhaps pretending that
This protest playing in my head
Is a plot to please the pain
I preset in my brain
But I’m still insane, ill
Not the same, since you came
I can’t feel the hurt
From my heart
Though from the start
We become as one
And now we are done.
Maybe
I am still your lady
Somehow in your life, I’m handy
I mean something
Though I always think of nothing
Sometimes the suprises you spring on me
Make me smile silently
As I stare at your sweet self, good old days…..
Contemplating of my fortune that I found you
And know you feel the same way too
Until you really hurt me.
I thought your jealousy would end
That our difference we’ll mend
Btu the years I spent
Giving you all of me
So that we can be
I never knew of my worth
Nor thought of my health
You were my wealth
And for that
I was in love with love
Not the reality
That tell a story known to me
Not the song written to express
My own poetry
Lonely I sit here scared
Hoping you’ll finally see
This woman in me.
This girl who’s not hers’ in anyway,
Any day would let you hit her
Leave her alone to bleed
But this has to stop
Because perhaps telling
The world my story
Would make you hear
That the abuse she can not bear
Please do not abuse
This woman in me.....
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2009
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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
If I had the right
to write
of this unexplainable feeling
that need your healing
would you be here
to dry the tears
I can't say it to you
cause I'm afraid of what you'll do
If I had the right
to write
of what is buried deep within me
you'll know that we were meant to be
but my mouth could not move
I am not sure if Icould prove
of this desire
that burns within me like fire
If I had the right
to write
the words will not be hard to find
I'll say it with my might
tell you the truth
that I really
without a doubt
though it may sound silly, I love you.....
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2009
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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
Amongst all, my intention
was not to hurt you
though I hated what you did
the fact that i allowed you to
pained me more
Amongst all, my emotions
still breed of you
my nose smelt your scent
that even lingers on my skin
but I never wanted to make you cry
Amongst all, my mind
is filled with thoughts of you
with bittersweet memories
of what we used to be
Amongst all, my heart
still beats to the rhythm
of our song, that we made
but in time fade away
and never heard to this day
Amongst all, my soul
is searching for a mate
that knows it as much
as it would, that cares but
Amongst all this
I wish it was me
whom you never loved...
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2009
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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
My love, I'm addicted to your voice
It sounds through my ears to my heart
Breaking the walls I made
yet you are able to unlock.
My love, I can't live without hearing you
i would be sick from not being able to talk to you
I'd be so hurt even
If we did not speak for a day
My love, I'm addicted to you
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2010
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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
Cupid shot and missed
His arrow fell before it reached.
Intentions to arouse emotions...failed.
Simple, short: She couldn't be tamed.
Did it need to be named?
Or labelled Whatever it was-what he wanted to do?
To make her see his aim to claim her love?
It had to be more than sight
More than eyes that met at night
in the dark when a chemical spark
ignited and manifested
through words, through action
action to explain the pains of emotion
felt but died out in attempted communication.
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2011
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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
I do not like flowers in the house
because they remind me of funerals
Of weddings too; a bride's bouquet closely knit
tightly bound with silk ribbons; tighly held.
Flowers make me sad
and still I like to see them
painted on walls on which
I can't smell their scent nor touch their petals
but only see their colors fade
as the light reflected on the wall cover my face
and tears roll down like rose petals
to the bottom of the Earth when saying the last goodbye
flowers with message cards to those who've departed
put inside coffins, inside graves
and on top of their new and forever homes
that is why I do not like flowers
inside houses of people who are alive
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2011
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Wathuto Pearl David Poem
Right now, I would give anything to be where you are
But you are so far
Oceans divide us
How
should I fell now?
Time does not determine my love
It has remained still the way it were
I wish I could spare
these scars that cannot be erased
That have surfaced
throughout these months
Its you I care about
A whole damn LOT!
But I'm here wishing to go back
wanting to be there
needing you at this moment....
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2010
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