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Best Poems Written by Wilkins Sikazwe

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With the rise of the sun , my eyes are kissed with the its rays and it's beauty, however , my heart is still heavy. I feel like I am living a lie ...
I really can’t explain the reason why, but I do know, it consumes me inside taking over me...
it’s who I'm meant to be...

I feel like an actor and this world is my stage ...my job is to make you all smile...
But it's all a facade because, I haven’t laughed in a while...

I don't know my role, but this one has me smiling on the outside and eating me up deep inside...
A wind of pain blowing and roaring ...
Coming and going, just like the tide, I am tired...
I wish you could see through my smiles, I wish you could smell my rottenness ...
I wish I wasn't so great in your eyes , then maybe you could see beyond this facade ...
Well the deal is that I’m not so real, because deep down I am sad ...
Like any of you i suck at living ...
Either way the show must go on ...
I need to put a spark of me in your hearts...
But the real me, you can never find...
For I’ve never been given my start, one thing i know is to hide...

An actor, a poet and maybe even a friend is how I’m judged when you see me...
But it’s all an act, it’s all just a hoax...
As the real me, I’ve never got to be...
Don’t worry, the show still goes on
For I’m here to keep you entertained ...
like a clown in tears i must smile on ...

I have placed a smile upon my face...
To let all of you know that I’m okay...
But my inside is dry , dry as a wild fruit in the desert sun ...
A reminder that I live in disgrace , embrace this mess ...
Chaos soaked in stress...
At times life is just a mess , a taste of it becomes a curse ...

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You Were Mine , I Was Yours

For that short time ..
You were mine, I was yours ...
You were everything in every moment ...
Everything, every moment was you ...
But fragments of our reality turned in into torment ...
I miss you , us or whatever we were ...
In fact I feel you missing from me ...
If I was anything in this world, I was yours  ...
I imagine you in every empty sit , I sit beside ...
With you I finally understood how love changes everything ...
How a chemical thing turns everything warm and full of hope ...
But in a moment , it is no more, cold as a corpse,with no hope  ....
For that short time ...

You were mine, I was yours ...
We shared hearts ...
We shared minds ..
We shared bodies ...
Because in that short time you were mine, I was yours  ...
You showed me your scars , i showed you mine ...
A snippet in your darkness and you in mine ...
From the thought of how I would love you to the question how will I ever stop ...

You were mine, I was yours ...
Days were warm and bright ...
Now they are gloomy and vast ...
For long I long for the past ...
But like my body will soon  be, it turned to dust ...
Now I am haunted by ghosts of your love...

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Villain

Sometimes I feel my mind leaking ...
Spilling , my emotions all over the floor ...
I mess lives, I break hearts , I bring pain, I bring sorrow , I do everything ...
Now when I am all patched up ...
I have lost everything , everyone ...
My loved ones, cherished , hated ...
I live with scars of memories, memories too vivid that can never go away ...
Memories of all the chaos I have painted, pain that I have caused...
I am sorry I let you in, opened my casket of destruction to let you have a glimpse of my darkness, now you're all trapped in a loop...
Oblivious  on whether to  keep loving me or hate me forever ...
But then again I warned you...
You dived in to have a taste of me ...
Promised to make me feel better and I was better...
As you licked my wounds, as you ate pieces of my heart wrapped in lies and truths ...
But in a moment I was what you wanted me to be...
In another I was me dark and sinister ...
Unaware I turned from good to bad , from bad to good... ...
When it was dark no one could read me, not even myself ...
I was back to being me, stuck in my head ...
My mind leaking and spilling, all over the floor ...
And you, you were no longer you...
You become another version of me leaking nothing but sorrow, regret, pain, cursing the day you met me ...

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All Good Things Come To An End

Our hearts are strangers ....
Our souls are detached ....
I can feel you slipping through my hands like grains of sand.. 
When I hear your voice ...
I feel nothing , it's like echoes in an empty space, a hollow street...
That feeling of leaving an old dress for the new ...
Maybe love is like that ...
Just a cloth ...
A cloth that excites you when it's new ...
With time it fades ...
It grows old and ugly ...
Now you own it but can't wear it ...
A candle that burns out in the dark to just bring in more darkness...
Like a battery in a cellular that runs low and dies ....
Or maybe love is like a leaf ...
A leaf ...
Green and waxy in spring  ...
But grows brittle and brown in summer ...
Dry and dead ...
A guess time has a way of separating hearts ...
We are oblivious of the change in our hearts hoping we will last a minute more ...
But we already sank like the titanic ...
Our love died a natural death like a flower in left the sweet, tender sun rays ....
Maybe all good things must come to an end ...
An unending end that will leave one choked with specks of dust on their deathbed...
Maybe love is a waste of time because it leaves without warning...
Like a game of chess ...
Checkmate to your heart ...
Like a game of soccer ...
Just a whistle away....
Maybe love never wanted to stay, I guess love never meant to stay,
Every beat of the ticking watch, i can feel it straying away every second of the day like a starved dog of bones...
I guess they are right when they say a shared love is dead  before it even makes love...
Maybe love is a broken record, with time it loses its beat, it's sound becomes rusty...
This is not even a poem, it's just love saying goodbye...

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Naked

I cannot love you gently...
it's not in me to love in parts ,so I will love you completely....
and a little madly ...
Come to me wild and untamed ....
Bring the ocean on your lips ...
The mountains on your spine ...
I want to explore every place you ever called home ...
Let me pluck each petal ...
From your garden of thorny beautiful roses watered by your blood and pushed through your bones ....
Come to me dipped in madness ...
Dressed in your scars and fears ...
Come to me with your naked self ...
Let me me lick your tears tasting every secret you hold with my tongue ....
Let me show you what beauty you possess ...
Come to me with your skeleton of your past...
Let me dress you with love ...
Let me sculpt your heart in a beautiful work of art ...
Let me hold you so we can never be apart ...

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Once Here

You and I...
We were so similar...
we shared the same mind...
the same spirit..
the same soul...
Like our hearts were friends in a different world from ours...
It was like coming home...
like the moon in me always  founds the sky in you ...
You completed me and I did you ...
Now we are pieces of the same puzzle lost in a world of pieces of other puzzles and we shall never fit in ...
I hope you find another soul ...
Another spirit, another mind and another heart from your passed life...
I hope you find another home ...
Maybe even another moon to fit your sky ...
I hope you find another piece , just like me ...

Best Poems Written by Wilkins Sikazwe

Secret Admirer

Is It Worth It Worth It

Lost

The Love Demon

The Show Maker

You Were Mine , I Was Yours

Villain

All Good Things Come To An End

Naked

Once Here