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You Have Me

I had fallen in the trap
the one of your heart!
the one that takes all my time
all my liberty
all my mind
all my body
controlling me
and stopping my breath
You real have me.

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2016



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Oui

Oui !!

l'Amour rend aveugle
quant  a` la heine 
elle offre de la Vue.   


      Oui.

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2016

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My Other Me

I am a half now!
Why this?
My other me left me long ago
She couldn't support these feelings I feel
This sadness I carry
This anger that burns in me
This humiliation I get
This sorrow that turns me down
This war in me
This fighting I never end

But please my half
Come back to me
I finally found what we had lost at the beginning
Love, Understanding and Trust

You wanted the answer
Then here it is.

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2017

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The Disciple

I am only the disciple
I follow my master's orders

I cry if he wants
I smile if he wants
I am sad if he wants
I am angry if he wants

Am at his orders
down his feet
the slave I am
and I am happy to be one

He who is up there
plays with me
without a break
He makes me love the impossible
fall for the noways

He makes me waiting
waiting for the I don't know
believing for the no trusts
trusting the nonliving 
putting all my fate in all

He plays with me
just like a puppet
yes! i am his puppet
a marionette

Not my fault 
if I can't be happy for long
not even yours
but his
He is the one
yes! the responsible of all
mixed happiness and sadness 
sorrow, pain and joy

I wait for his orders and command
I am his

He should had done one thing
just one
making me seeing the original 
not running for searching
not believing in impossibles
but fall in reality

But the shame and sadness is that I can't know my future
every time I think i am in a good way
but after a while, I am again in a mess
He, is the one who knows my future
what is waiting for me

But I wish I can see a sign
just one, for my destiny
but i am not enough good
just for seeing one

I think all I have to do is
to keep walking, smiling 
and do my master's orders 
and again as always
down balance on one's heart

I hate being hurt
being betrayed
being sad
being angry
being in a mess
being far
being a problem
being all

But if this is all my master's orders and wishes
then I will be, till the end of my Me.

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2016

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Le Jour Du Jugement

Quand le jour se levera, la lumiere eclaira
la bonte divine nous reviendra et l'amour s'eclatera dans nous
voila les chemins menant de partout
les passagers et les amis de la mort sont la
les gardiens de la volonte les guident.

Quand la terreur reignera, le jour deviendra tout noir
la paix prendra la fuite, la vie nous quittera
l'amour disparaitra sous nos yeux
moi voila que le corps de mon corps me quitte.

Je deteste ma vie, voila que je l'ai toujours fait
mon ame est en route de demenagement
j'ai toujours voulu connaitre mon existence
mais le temps m'a toujours empeche de le connaitre
pauvre moi, j'ai la foi et la volonte mais la force me manque.

J'ai la chaleur dans moi et la honte dans mon coeur
mon ame et mon corps me brillent 
j'ai la sensation d'une petite etre, sur cette enorme terre
ma vie est en danger, je l'ai voulu et voila que je l'ai perdu
je l'ai manque et je suis dans le desespoir.

Mon coeur me lache, la vie me blesse, me deteste et m'humiliee
la terreur me guide, mes pieds sont devenus des bois et la terre du feu
ca me chauffe sans arret
je suis dans le noir, le tenebre qui m'entoure ne me donne pas pause
il me guide chaque jour et m'oblige a tout donne
je laisse tout et je pese sur coeur.

La meilleur facon de mes meilleurs moments, me faite et me creee la honte
parmis ceux qui etaient les mien
ca me chauffe, ca me fait mal
la honte me reclame
j'ai la jeunesse sous mes yeux mais je touche la vieillesse
je jaunie comme les bananes de mes enceintres
je reflechi mais ma memoire est deja si fatigue
mon coeur est fache contre moi, il me quitte sans pitie 
je reste avec un trou enorme dans ma poitrine.

Le gout de mes levres est deja amer
j'ai la poesie au bout de ma langue et la justice sous mes levres
la colere des dieux me reclame, le pouvoir des mien est indesirable
je ne suis plus moi meme, lorsque je n'entend plus ce petit voix dans moi 
qui m'indique le chemin et me montre le beau cote des choses.

La terreur des dieux est tout pres
ca fait honte de mandier celui que t'as neglige et blesse dura ton existence 
mon coeur est en larme, c'est quoi d'abord vivre?
la puissance de la nuit nous tombe dessus, oui, toi et moi
nous allons pleures, cries et mourir de peur
le jour du jugement est la!

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2017



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My Wound

I can't believe he is doing this to me
I feel like loosing him too 
telling me he is going to sleep
but after an hour he is online
or maybe he didn't quit
I see his last seen when I wake up

Yes! he is lying me
doesn't he?
I feel like loosing and bleeding that wound again
yes! the one I had long time ago
while I was pushing so hard my self to satisfy my half
I can't handle this anymore
sleepless, headache, migraine again I begin today

What haven't I done?
am I gaming or am a game?
the second one I think
when I give my, so hard to win
but can't understand what's going on
just to learn the lesson
I feel like betrayed 

I never learn, b'coz I have much love
and empty hatless 
I had born to satisfy the comings
but I sure forget me
I see them coming and leaving
I try to support, but I much open  my wound

Whatever happens, know this!
as always am not regretting 
"am just trying".

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2016

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All I Hate

The only refuge I had
was you
what happened my Dear?
am loosing you now

You were the one to be there for me
but now you are the one bleeding me
opening my heart's wound
the one was on point of closing itself 
I hate living now

How do we call life
without a family
while you have one?
without a lover 
while you once had one?
without friends and neighbors 
while the world is full of
men, boys, women and girls?

I hate this life of mine!

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2016

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Your Tomorrow

If you are afraid of living tomorrow
means that you are not in safe today!

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2016

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Bleeding

I didn't feel it, didn't hear it.
Couldn't see that I was bleeding, my heart in apart, my body in pieces. 
Yes! am waiting for my time to come, my events are waiting, my stories are leaving, and my feelings are tired.

I didn't see it coming, not even heard it
but what is this now?! am in shadow of hell
left my hiding long time ago, exposed to everything against nothing.
I've never know that i was bleeding, loosing my blood through my eyes.

Nails are there to scratch not to bleed
me I lost faith and trust, I lost everything in nothing.
The world is large I can feel it, but I can't see it or imagine it 
all I know is that am bleeding through my ears.

Am afraid of stopping my bleeding while it is feeding all of them
I've accepted and signed the contract, I'll offer you your desire
and receive your mercy, as am condemned of being me
am bleeding and re-bleeding no matter what I do or I become
yes! until am me, the me I am.

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2016

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Teacher

I am only a teacher
the one who always teaches
the one who offers but never receive
the one who gives but no return

I wish I can be a student
learn all about all
be the one whom they take care of 
whom they teach
the one they give and offer

It hurts and deceive 
when you can't ever get the return
when you are always that person
that one who is left behind
who send and sacrifice herself
but never win a gift.

Copyright © Alice Uwihoreye | Year Posted 2016

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