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Phila Bikitsha Poem
THE SCARS
You're my everyday attire, with pride I wear you,
I embrace you, I have survived.
Noise coming from every corner, I choose to shut my hearing.
I know my pain, I know my victory. I have survived.
My scars, my physical reflection of my emotional pain.
Through you I heal, through you they know.
To me you're not a shame but a reflection of I am a survivor,
a mark of my journey. With pride I wear you, I survived.
The emotional pain that only I could feel, now they see.
You're not a shame but an evidence that I have a story to tell.
One day they'll understand, you were not a choice but an emotional pain that pushed so hard to the surface.
I wear you with pride, I have survived.
Copyright © Phila Bikitsha | Year Posted 2018
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Phila Bikitsha Poem
Wondering, wishing and hoping,
I hope for a clear image of the future.
All that I see is blare, figure-less, motion less and sense less.
In hope of a clear image, all I do is to ponder on the unknown.
I hope ,wish and wonder for something that I might not wake up to touch, my future, my tomorrow.
A lot of what if's fill my mind.
With no one to answer, a series of questions conceal my mind.
In hope of a clear image of the future,
I fumble through the past, still all I find is figure less and intangible.
All that I see is a blare and an unclear image.
I worry, wonder and contemplate about the unknown
All I come up with is a lot of what if's.
I finally figure out that the future is an egg,
It needs to be handled with care, it holds a lot of possibilities,
It holds hope and a promise.
Now all I wish for is the present and hope for the future.
The bible suggests "worry not about tomorrow".
I say the future is a series of blare images that you can only see when you wake up to it.
My future is my hope and my wish.
Copyright © Phila Bikitsha | Year Posted 2018
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O Jerusalem, the chosen city, city of God.
May all that inhabit your walls be saved
May the birds of your skies give a joyous song to those who pray for you.
O Jerusalem the city made of gold, may your walls be still and strong.
May your gates enlarge for those who love you.
May your enemies be slaughtered by the sword of your God.
May your God keep you in his hands and save you from danger.
May those who stand against you be wowed by your strength.
O Israel let your cities be enlarged,
You are the first born of the mighty God, may you rule over the gentiles.
O Jerusalem may be joy in your cities
Copyright © Phila Bikitsha | Year Posted 2018
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It's another Christmas without you again.
Years have gone by yet the heart can't let go
This one disire I know it can never be granted
One last Christmas you,
One last kiss from you,
One last warm hug from you.
My last line to you, would be I love you
Yes I truly do, or should I say I did?
I guess my love for you couldn't die, when you passed on.
I loved you, dearly I still do.
It's another Christmas again, I wonder how would this one be if you were around,
Let me just say it was gonna be warm and lovely just as you were.
If I was to be granted this one wish, I would hold you and tightly I'd squeeze you and your smell would be left with me forever.
If I had one last Christmas with you,
I wouldn't talk, I'd listen to you talking and laughing so that I have your voice with me forever.
It's another Christmas again and I still love you dear mom. ??????
Copyright © Phila Bikitsha | Year Posted 2018
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From the depths of my heart, I long for love
From the bottom of my heart, I wish to let go. To let go of fear, to let go of the burning desire.
In the comfort of love I want to be found
In the fumes of love I want to be present
To the colour full sound of love I wanna dance.
Oh love locate me
Oh true love find me
Oh selfless love comfort me.
Ready to unite, am I
Ready to share, am I
I am, ready for your storms
I am, ready for your sunshine
From the bottom of my heart, I am ready to welcome you.
Oh true love locate me, locate me and nature me.
Ready to unite, am I
Ready to share, am I
I am ready to love again
Copyright © Phila Bikitsha | Year Posted 2018
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