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Clement Ncube Poem
The only woman I ever loved gives joy and love, For I have met and loved other women but not with such satisfaction I feel now. For she turns a dark day bright and shares a smile that brings life to a withering rose, if only her parents knew they would have called her Rose because she is my Rose of Sharon. Give me love my angel for today we joined in one, let us rejoice in our love and strengthen our bond in marriage.
Days, weeks, months pass and my love is still strong and sharper than any double edged sword. We on the second year now, why the sudden change. Our usual routines fade with the honeymoon phase, no more cuddling its now frequent quarreling. Is marriage like this? Love fades now its reality; she comes late at night and leaves early in the morning. The home once full of love now lays with sorrows.Donot know who to blame but myself for I ran before I could walk and landed before I could fall and now everything is vivid we jumped into marriage leaving us livid.
Everything changes I do not feel at home anymore, because home is where the heart is and for now my heart is wondering. I start feeling at home at pubs, for it is there where I drown my sorrows. Nightfall becomes my joy for I know the bar calls and sorrows are drowned. I now long for body warmth for in bed we now like Siamese twins joined by our backs.
Usual routine at the bar two three beers a woman approaches, she speaks with persuasion, have I found love at the bar or is it the alcohol taking its course? She whispers in my ear all through the night. She then leads me away like a bull led for slaughter.
Morning and everything is bleak but I feel body warmth, had I partaken in the act of love with the mystifying woman. Suddenly she awakes; she smiles and demands she be reward for her participation in the act. It then hits me, is she the thorny rose that wilts other roses, the lady of the night that brings gloom. I glance around the room; nothing strikes me as a condom. Does that mean I partook in the act of love with the lady of the night without protection?
Has my marriage lead me to death, It seems death is now soon to be my destiny. For I know with the ladies of the night comes the devil's advocate.
And now that the curse of my marriage
She was one of the reasons I lived and now she is the only reason I'm dying...
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Clement Ncube Poem
She is sweet and enigmatic
Her walk so conspicuous
How dare I go there,
With all her enigma
This surely won't end well.
She walks towards me
And courteously asks to sit beside
I hastily agree
Words that fall from her mouth
Are nothing but pleasing,
Dropping innuendos at every given opportune.
We delight in wine and she matches me glass for glass as she seems nonchalant to its effects.
Her eyes light up the room or is it the wine taking its toll?
Her beauty lies in comparison to none that my eyes have lay upon
I sit with an Aphrodite but yet
I wonder what she sees in me?
I stare at her as I fathom,
It suddenly dawns on me.
She is the kind who swallows cork for coin, The lady of the night.
That's the only conclusion I have
A woman all alone in a bar
What else could she be?
I decide to tread path on a more direct route
And arrive at point.
I ask her in whisper,what reward she will require for me to see what I was longing for?
Her dress part from her body.
She scowls as she breaks word
"I am a Lady seeking a Gentleman"
She stands and walks away like Cinderella only this time she leaves no glass slipper,
Leaving me mortified
For I sat with a lady and only just realized it Now.
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Oh yes I blame myself,led you on but not intentionally loved you passionately but not whole heartedly, you did everything for me yet I treated you like quid. Never know what you have till it's gone.
Oh yes I blame myself went for the moment neverminding the future, You loved with no boundaries and yet every night I let you bleed through your arteries
Oh yes I blame myself because you were a true woman and now karma has paid me back with a bitch.
Oh yes I blame myself cause I had found love and let it fly away like a dove
Do I blame myself, Oh yes I blame myself cause now I watch the belly that was to carry my heir, beget another man's child.
Oh yes I blame myself because I never kept you, I kept on searching, whilst I had already found and I kept running whilst I had already won the race.
And oh yes I do blame myself
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Her sin was loving, all she ever did was love and now she doesn't believe in love.
All she did was give him her heart and now he is gone with it, leaving her with no love at all..
All she ever did was trust him and now all she is left with is the scars of trust
She loved with her soul and yet he only gave her his mind, all she needed was attention but all she got was emotional torture, to love and not be loved and not be loved in return
Leaving is hard because when the soul loves it bonds making it harder to leave.
She cries every night hoping for the strength to leave but all she gets is another false reason to stay.
This love is turning into bondage.
He comes at night with fulgurant rage emotionally scarring her.
The physical pain is better but emotional leaves deep scars.
All she wants is him, the old him, the guy who first swept her off her feet.
The guy who made her feel like a princess and that's the thought that keeps her going.
She couldn't accept that things change and people change, he had turned into a fiend.
What she didn't realize was what is love if it is not shared, what is love if it is not shown?
For love is worthless without action.
She just needs the strength to leave
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Morning light shine
And I reach over to my bedside
I can't feel her there
I smile as I think she is at it again
Surprising me with breakfast in bed
It suddenly hits me, she is gone
We laid her to rest just yesterday
Tears forming a path on my face
I remember her body once full of life
Now pale laying there as if begging me
To blow life in to it
The only reason I'm not considering
Suicide right now is because I know
She is in heaven and I won't get a chance
To see her if I do
What do I do now, because everything
In this house reminds me of her
Every love song carries memories of her
This is it I have loved and I have lost
But now I how do I cut the umbilical chord,
because I doubt I would be able to breathe alone
Will I be able to get over you my love?
Time heals but how can it heal me when it reminds me of you,
we used to count the
Seconds, hours and days together
Goodbye my lover but you're not dying alone, a part of me sleeps with you.
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If to love is to live
Then I'm lost
If to live is to love
Then I'm dead
My heart channelled at birth
Never to love
Or so I believe.
Never been lucky with love
So I am jinxed
Jinxed by what?
When I am selfish with my heart
How can I give my heart?
When it keeps me alive
How can I give my heart?
when it pumps my blood
Call me selfish
but I'm in control of my feelings
Call me heartless
but I do get to keep my heart
They say love engulfs your thoughts
but I need my thoughts
to keep me sane
They bet on loneliness to kill me
but it never really haunts me
because I find solace inthe bottle
Call me lost
but I definitely don't want to be found
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