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Elizabeth Lepapa Poem
Stared me with eyes of gold......Sun radiated from my heart
Two hearts crashed towards each other
A heaven was created
"I never want to see you ever again"
My heart weeped,
Terror and war,
Suddenly disastrous floods attacked;
aching nerves.......dust turned to soot,
"Gone"
in the desert of my solitude;
Reflected my heart to find you fertile plated;
The shadows of your voices....The mirage of your lips
"Self Denial"
The only true love written on my heart,
My heart fought with my soul
I don't need you
The war have to end
The truth..Inside i know you are the painkiller,
You are the plague in my heart
Elizabeth Lepapa for Me against me contest by
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My mind wondered around the space,
The moon boring to my taste,
Lack of stars upsetting to my taste,
As usual the big muscled man flashed to my face,
The one who multiplies wounds in my heart,
Trembling in my jeans,
I was fashioned i pain,
I heard the voice of death,
My life was a breath,
My brains fixed to my stomach,
I tried to run,
Too late
He cuddled me like cheese,
A slap thrown to my face,
The pain took my flesh to my teeth,
Pleaded on my knees,
All labor in vain,
He marked me with tons of pain,
These are the eyes of pain that never fails,
He created a scene of terror,
My soul refuse to abide to his touch,
I gathered strength of a stone,
I shook the mountain out of its place,
It trembled,
I fixed lightening to my legs,
Elizabeth Lepapa inspired by Unwritten contest by Constance La France The rambling poet
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Elizabeth Lepapa Poem
Under millions of stars...................eyes deeply fixed to the golden moon..............when dew on the grass is shinning like pieces of glasses...............on the bus to town................like a monkey on a tree,
With my favorite blue pen................sometimes draft in my cell..................the strongest bond love,
My mysterious pain.....................undying dreams.................never-ending hope.............................
Beautiful rhymes from my inner being............................a mental obstruct................struggles with lines.........................I write...........................hoping for some coins..................the bag to better my life.........................the clue..........................a shoe...........................ask even Valarie.........................add wit.....................sometimes filled with so much questions................may be its for perfection.....................intercession....................aren’t I worth anything?.....................all my time a breath of pain............all stretched hands twinge me......................all my ambitions go wrong..................am but a wig.............my dreams are like birds.............everything a pack of misfortune..........................am dead beat of this oceanic pain......................sick of the waterfalls in my eyes....................the friendships that cleaves my heart out............................tired of the thorns raining from the skies.....................I hold on to prayers.......................I still hurt my bones........................am an apprentice of writing............................a millionaire in searching...... ................. trying to piece the rest of my dilapidated life............................yet the darkest days are ahead of me......................am rotting in pain.........................am carrying an album full of bad memories.....................my head is creating successful future pictures......... ...........maybe the sun will shine once again........................maybe the color of life will return...........................maybe the planet will celebrate with me........................but now am still alone..........................if death wont silence the struggles of my existence........................i pray it will free me from this pain inside.......................now my ulcer is aching.........................i can’t afford the hospital.
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Elizabeth Lepapa Poem
She thought she would grow green in the sun,
Branches spreading sweetly in the garden,
Suddenly she was wrapped with pain from failing dreams
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Sometimes my heart experiences some hurricanes,
Other times my heart is thrown a grenade,
But a touch from hands flavored with love give me the strength to go on,
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Am never paving way ever again to tears,
Am standing tall to all these fears,
I have trembled enough,
Struggled enough,
Am never looking back again,
Nothing will take me back to that futon,
I have worked harder to slide back,
Embraced everything even their mock,
I have leaped in pain for many years,
My whole being brought down in tears,
I never learnt how to cry,
I was born in cry,
Every day I have walked in trauma,
Gripped by hurt to have tremors,
All this have made me strong,
And now you want I slow down,
And all that for what?
So that you can say I have a heart?
Just forget it,
Am not even gonna think about it,
No, am not giving you a way,
I chose to do things my way,
It hurt I chose to stray,
Follow you and later cry,
I have been doing that all my life,
Living in pieces just to have a life,
I regret I chose to live a lie,
Walking away from where I belong,
Just to please you and them,
I forgot me and you won,
But did you ever think about my pain?
The reality things will never be the same,
Your mantra now am sure are just turmoil,
To hug my dreams for I to fail,
I met life only in black,
When lucky grey is what I spotted,
I see many colours when I look back,
Those you kept only to your world,
I lived in a world of anger,
A territory that consumed all my power,
I bedded in a world of disappointments,
And woke up in a land of disillusionments,
I hated everything without a reason,
There was never a meaning in any season,
This is the world you drove me to,
And made sure there was nothing I could do,
It’s never too late in life,
That a lesson that punched my face,
Believed me today I had a smile,
Something I never thought of in my life,
Now am more lessoned to face this world,
Life has no mistakes and forever this I hold,
A hundred times I will fall down,
Bruises and cuts all over my face,
Wipe the dust and start all over again,
Positively the only way I know how to shine,
So no matter the fears,
No matter the years,
I will never shed tears,
I promise nothing will break me into tears.
This is a motto I will take to my grave,
I will clutch in this truth as long as I live,
Many may try to type my heart out,
Possess me and break me out,
Think twice before you try to figure me out,
Am better I know I can sing you out,
Snags won’t ride me anymore into hiding,
I will meet them all smiling,
Cause I know where am heading,
The road may break,
Stagger me to break,
I will fall and still shot,
Be agitated out off my shirt,
And still seek dreams with no limit,
I say this evolving high and higher,
Pursuing more shine from the sky.
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I hear the drums of my heart, loudly singing for my dreams to execute. I remember when I was little; ‘the greatest writer’ was my cadence. No, I haven’t forgotten my rhymes; I have just turned them to beatitudes. ‘Whoever is a hard worker will be the greatest writer’ am the commander of my dreams stomping heavily to lettering. Am by shank's pony a thousand speed per mile chucking in and out of the road. I remember when I once hurted my brain and lost my sanity; ohh I remember; How can forget? Everything was ambiguous with no future to reach the bastion. Although never recovered my lost wrecked pieces, but still hold to the stick of one day reuniting with my fellows. Life is a thrash about that I can attest. Sometime pinned to a cold yet rained on the slippery road. You might have sighted the grey clouds, started a marathon but you still lost the chase, at times you never saw it coming, you’re chicken poured with nobody to umbrella you. Life is like that, at times you lose, at times you break the record. Life is what you make it. Everybody tears down at times, but it’s how you feed the fears that counts. In most of the frozen falls you will stand alone, in the summer a thousand flies will flock your way. Life is all lessons don’t worry about the seasonal labels. Someday I will be at the peak with many beaks screeching my forename. Maybe am still the uncrown queen but someday princess of the playwright will be my designate. I can bet my blueprint will never say goodbye as it always lighting as the day, a souvenir that can’t go away. Now still a shadow searching for my right frame, neither a sinner to contain dozens of all this hope. Before a thousand crescents change their fate, I can bet I would have already revolutionized my state, that’s the least just wait and spot ‘the supreme authoress of the planet’ fitting my cranium.
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Seven was my number,
When you first gave me that gift,
The tunnel you forever fixed in my heart,
I can make you remember,
At home from Jean’s where I’d gone to mother play,
You thoroughly dribbled a hot stick on my entire,
A warning for me and my friends never to jumble,
It was the first day my mind tried a prison getaway,
Like you read my mind,
And discovered my intended road,
You welcomed me to a dinged home,
A hell a little girl had to face,
Daddy the respected name I called you,
And pleaded every moment to pass through,
You understood well what I wanted,
But you only jazzed plastics flames to my hands,
Like a refugee I sneaked my eyes as they played,
My chemicals dancing in pain whenever I moved,
The soar laughter my mouth wheezed,
With the aggregating pain whenever you mined deeper in my land,
They were never an outcast as you made me see,
Truth is they were the best bequests one could ever have,
The fine memories you prevented me from creating,
A slanted life is what you certified me to living,
You polluted my entire life,
From the day mum went to live in the skies,
That day I became an urchin even with you by my planes,
Even though am twenty now I still curse the heavens,
The sky that took away my life; bequeathed it to the monster,
My father a swine who instilled pain to always remember,
The punches he muted my cries with are cropped memories,
Too large to fit to the folder of my recollections,
The fair judgment belong to deity but this is my case,
The girl who swam in torture in many years without justice,
Am not ashamed to drive my own flesh to many years in jail,
Why should I free the man who censored my breath in his cell?
You tilted my world turning my head to a toddling object,
My soul bleeds from the stabs enterprised by your conducts,
My heart asthmatically dancing to rhythms of its sad songs,
Perhaps someday I will find my shadow; and forgive you; maybe then I shall decant this fuming pain,
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Torned to a millions pieces many times,
Like a soldier in Vietnam fought with toes and nails,
Now my soul have retreated,
My fighting spirit have withered
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If I close my eyes,
My heels would be melting in the white sandy beach of Msabweni,
Maybe frying in the warm salty coastal waters,
So deep in search of beautiful shells to infest love to my heart,
Snowed with happiness watching sharks bounce in water,
What more can I ask for if not eat salty fish?
Refreshing my mouth with fresh coconut juice,
The traditional salivating Pilau for my ever shouting stomach,
ELIZABETH LEPAPA INSPIRED BY "Close your eyes and click your heels" contest
Sponsored by: Michael J. Falotico
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