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Brigita Kibasa Poem
Pretty eyes angel face,
Little more minds love best,
Hot blood skin bright,
Always you fill my space.
You could rise from afar,
I sensed your presence,
I ride bicycle not cars,
Yet you chose me not opulent.
Only fifteen years old,
Felt str ong heart connects,
You said you love me mi amore,
Too old is what I was for you.
That night on thanks giving,
You said you dreamt of me,
My manhood inside you,
"The feeling was electrical" she said.
Sixth grade you mentioned,
They excite you spiritually,
Could have let you have it bigger,
Edifying was all in your dreams.
Sixteen years old mom,
Too much love you carried,
Only if they could let you be,
To feed young minds was your mission.
Nakairis my dream land,
In you is where I live,
Till I get to see you again,
At the end of these misery.
Copyright © Brigita Kibasa | Year Posted 2018
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What if all we know is a lie,
That what we see or we tie?
What if none exist to us,
Or all that we have are illusions?
What if you are not who you are,
The person you claim to be is false?
What if you don't exist,
Like all that you are is nothing?
What if you could do everything,
Like to control the time and life?
What if you have these powers,
That you never thought you had?
What if you are the devil,
The one they read about in the bible?
What if you are in hell,
And all you think you are on earth?
What if life is not made of love,
Pain and sorrows are the life?
And happiness is a sin,
And all that makes you happy are evils?
SoulGitah_sounds
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So I sat here under this baobab tree,
Trying to imagine how it gets to live,
Seeing the dry land and suny weather,
Am shocked what makes it grow fruits?
Then I ask myself these questions,
What if am this baobab tree,
Would I grew this big and give out the fruits?
Sadness evaded now my eyes are swelling.
How could it lack its shelter and still grow,
Why did it decided to give monkey breads?
Couldn't it just die and be saved from mystery,
What is the point of its living thing?
Then I hear them calling it A TREE OF LIFE,
Like a story of this sacrificed hero,
They say it gives food, shelter and water,
For animals and true inhabitants to MAN,
They bragged it can store a hundred litres,
The harsh drought condition of its areas,
Gave it the strength of adaptation,
Now see how it can give and still live.
Again I discovered the power of oneself,
When you accept yourself as whole,
The bigger weaknesses that you have,
The higher the strength installed in.
Now tell me what you do with the stones,
Or when the fed you to the wolves,
Am smiling that your eyes are brighter,
Despites all these harshness around,
You are Growing and becoming this mindful person that am proud when I see in these mirrors.
@calme_soulGitah
Copyright © Brigita Kibasa | Year Posted 2019
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Fascinating Amigos!
My fascinating amigos,
You smile in million kinds,
with that desperate mind,
In your brightest lights am blind.
Was it the mission August,
pure caring souls were born,
Could you be the first one,
To focus, resilient and profound.
Holla! amigos talk to them,
Stop their powers and control,
Destroy their source defence,
You were meant to win wars .
Did you find that Picasso,
Whose Paints spoke pains,
Or you decided to paint new,
you know the heart of art Amigos!!!
soulgitah_sounds
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Strange souls...
Walking in desert,
Ur a water type,
U don have much,
Only moving in streams.
You always leave a sign,
That you were there,
And talk to the walker,
To carefully step on you....
Now you see direct lights,
U managed to overcome,
The fear of ur own shadow,
The strange look of ur eyes...
Am a writer of fictions,
Yet I found you illusionist,
Could not hold fantasy,
I knew there is a story here..
Come again stop tripping,
Stupid rat fighting hearts,
Ur made of strange souls,
You own unpredictable future.
They are close to your tales,
They fix your loop holes,
You expect alot from them,
You forgot the human nature.
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Do you believe in love ?
Even after it has broke you,
Young people's songs,
Complains a lot about it.
Is love a strange feeling ?
I knew of it as the greatest ,
It take all of your desires,
Mends your souls to its blue.
How do you speak of love?
I wanna hear your own sound,
Don't want you to be ordinary,
Give me a unique love definition.
It took all my breath left me dead
Still I wake up and look for it,
At a time I felt left lost,
Some love found me and took me home!
Soulgitah_sounds
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I do good to people ,
They are lucky and able,
All I do is saving in verbal,
That your word is curable.
The only ways I talk are clean,
There are other non pleasing,
Am I human enough to be seen,
I'm never eager to the opening.
Look at how you see things,
You see tomorrow and future,
Do we live for atire halks,
Am wondering how you appear.
Some nights am awake,
Scared of what I think ,
Can something hurt me,
I know you are there I stick.
Soulgitah_sounds
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Morning heartaches,
I don't want to awake,
Could sleep all day long,
Only if I had no worries.
Is it soo dramatic,
Or they play harder on me ,
Would someone breath in,
I can't help the aching moments.
Oohs! You will come on summer, we should try to pass through,
Has your promises ever Elapse,
They wouldn't be that cruel.
Am a person of Persia,
Resilient my pleasure,
Fighting outs for giants,
Till I know I should stop.
Soul_gitah:sounds
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My letter was sent to you last month,
To tell you about life dreams love and death,
I wrote to you with a lot of kindness,
I knew my big heart would want you to hear,
Hallow are you feeling soo down today,
Did your boss say you have done soo bad,
Chill up we are all human we got our bad days,
It takes only pain to know how much we hurt others.
My darling did your father sent you that cash,
Did he say anything about how hard he got it,
Friend try to put on his shoes and ask if u can,
Call him now tell him how great Daddy he is.
Dearie, do you know you are not alone,
The pain that you feel others has theirs too,
And you can't say it different pain is pain,
Wake up stand tall go after your big dreams.
Come along see how we built our sheep,
We started with small pieces of woods,
You think we just had it from a shop,
Love even a shop stands from many pieces of bricks.
My letter is not to make you feel bad about you,
My kind words are to tell you to listen in deep,
They are dead not because they weren't saved,
They are gone for you to be able to figure life out by yourself.
Now stand up, look what is in front of you,
Pick it with your too hands dearly,
Hold on to it with big hopes,
I know if you believe you will change world.
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Just a little kindness you showed,
Made me believe you are loved,
Small things matter to you,
Only who knows love can give too.
Show your face with and a smile,
Life is easy when you think light,
Put your boots on my feet,
Let me know your heavy ways.
One night I saw your cute face,
On the moon where you hide,
The next day I look for you,
Only few stars witnessed my tears.
Can it be changed to a story,
Where I can write your name,
Above all the chapters I made,
There will be a decision of an end.
Dear life put smile on your face. ????????
Copyright © Brigita Kibasa | Year Posted 2018
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