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Amanda Masango Poem
Would you call me stupid?
Would you call me crazy?
All these thoughts I have at the back of my head
Deep down I thought I had found
Peace of mind,
Serenity and companionship
My ride or die,
Probably a relationship
It was just a sinking ship
I think I fell for you.
The long chats? Yes, they fooled me
I'd literally day dream about you
Thought you'd invest in us.
Wait, there was no us??.
So why did I fuss?
If my feelings for you were just a puff and pass?
Someone throw me under a bus.
Confessions, confessions.
Yes I did love you,
Yes I did care,
Yes I thought you were "mine''.
But it's fine,
No more rides
Time to let go of this disguise,
I tried to hide
Our hearts I wanted to bind
But love is blind.
I think of you every single moment,
Your perfect lips?
Like an ornament...
Your hard fists?
Prepared to fight at tournaments
Your eyes?
Made to pierce my heart
Your nose?
Right under it is that soft voice of a serpent.
Right now I wanna bury you alive,
But how will I survive?
You were my Jack,
I was meant to be the Jill
And not her.
We were meant to be the next Romeo and Juliet,
A tight ass strong duet.
My bottle of Moet
My Chardonnay
Give me a chance to confess.
I love you but I can't have you
I can touch you but I can't hold you
I can make you laugh but
I wanna be the owner of your smile
Copyright © Amanda Masango | Year Posted 2018
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There's something about these stars.....
The hands that made them
Are the very Same hands that created Heaven and Earth
The sea, the birds, man and land.
I don't understand.
There's something about these stars,
They are filled with promises
Covenants and commandments
Grace and unlimited abundance
Mercy and Assurance...
There's something about these stars,
They remind me that I am blessed going in, I am blessed amongst the nations and that I am a blessing.
I take after Father Abraham who was a father to many.
Many nations, he obeyed God's laws, I admit he had flaws
But he looked to God, the Lion that Roars.....
I know in the days of my youth that I will be a David who stood against Goliath
I will be a Ruth, I will follow the Truth.
See it's not about me, it's about the one above me!
The one who restores my soul,
The one who provides for me,
The one who says He will never leave me nor forsake me!
There's something about these stars
They have power to break every chain,
Wash away all shame....
There's something about them that tells me "hold on a little while longer
And you'll finish stronger, you will conquer
Not eventually but definitely.
There's something about these stars.....
Whenever I lift my eyes to the Heaven's
I see the Lord's Grace,
I see His face
I see a God that never sleeps nor slumbers,
A God that wipes away all tears and pulls me closer to His chest.
A God that never tires of hearing a young man's prayers.
A God who rejoices in hearing praises of a young Naomi.
A God of eternity,
A God of Integrity , a God who instructed Timothy
Who has given us authority to ask in His son's name and He will Provide.
No devil will divide us from the Love of our Messiah
No devourer will take from us......
I see an army rising up,
I see young men and women chanting for Jesus
Galavanting on the streets of Heaven singing "He has done great things , he has done it again Hosanna to the most High "
I see a youth standing together
Standing against all odds
Defeating all other gods
I see a youth
That stands strong in trials and tribulations,
Shaken but awaken.
As many as the stars in the sky, so shall be your descendents.
As many as the stars in the sky, He knows them by name as he knows me and you!
There's something about them that reminds me that Kingdom of God is not a matter of talk but power
And we are , the chosen generation to walk in His power and victory
I did say there's something about these stars!
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Today was the day I decided to tell God everything.....
I told Him about you??.
I told Him how you make me hurt myself,
I told Him how you make me quite.
I told Him that you make me feel like a failure.....
I told Him how you mark out all my imperfections.
I told Him how I keep going back to you!
I decided that enough was enough,
I decided that the struggle.... Has to come to an end.
I decided that my feelings would never be tucked away.
My heart was a slave,
I felt like a walking grave.
Misery..... On my face it was engraved!
I blamed myself for everything....
I blamed myself for being at the right place at the wrong time,
I tried, I tried..... I tried.
I cried, I lied..... I almost died!
That was the last straw!
I had to draw the line..... Depression or God?
I always told God about You....
How you suppressed me, limited me.
How you emptied the dreams I had.
How you took vision away from me....
You crushed me but thank goodness you left me with purpose!
More than enough reason to wake up every morning and fight!
The one mistake I made was to never tell you how big my God is..
Instead I told God how deep my depression is.
I compromised my prayers , kept them as short as possible....
I forgot that He is the God of the Impossible
He is a God that releases the suppressed, the depressed....
He mends the broken, He knows me inside out!
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Sometimes, I cannot find the words,
Sometimes they come to mind
But I just cannot find
Their way to your heart.
Could it be pride?
Could it be broken art?
Could it be the broken strings of the guitar that plays in my head, over and over again?
You know, there's alot I want to say but I can't find the words....
Even through this poem I can't speak to you
So I let loose,
And listen to this piano as it plays my song
"Killing me softly ".....
As I sit and wonder,
Admire and desire
The beauty of these unspoken words.
My heart is running a race,
Every single Day, a different pace.
Every moment I feel the urge to tell you something
But I just can't find the words....
So I listen to the soothing sound of the violin
And I see your grin....
I think we getting somewhere
It's just that the words aren't there
If I had the words....
They'd go something like this.....
*it's quiet for about 8 seconds*
Have you heard the beautiful sound the ocean makes?
The beautiful waves it portrays?
It's perfect color combinations?...
Something you can't explain.
That's you, that's how I picture you.
I push you away because I'm scared of what might happen to you if you get too close.
I want to shut you out
But I have so much I need to say to you.
I don't want you to reach out, but
Now my thoughts and feelings start a fight
Because of these unspoken words.
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What if I told you I don't want someone like you.....
What if I told you I pray for you more than I pray for me.
Will it make a difference?
Will it make you see me the same way I see us?
Wait.... There is no us to you.
Was I in this alone the entire time?
Was I fighting alone?.... For us?
Was I chasing dreams?
Was I catching feelings?
Was I too blinded by the way you said "I will never leave you nor forsake you?
Well, I believed You man!
Why..... Why did you leave me?
When nobody believed in me?
When I needed you to hold me up and lead me to righteousness?
Where did we go wrong?
When did our love grow so old?
Why did you allow me to go so old?
How can we let those good times and memories just fold?
What if I told You I want to go back to the Potter's house
I want Him to put me back together again?
I want to be made whole again!
What a wicked way to treat the one you said you'd put a smile on her face.
What a shame and disgrace you turned love into.
What a crown of hatred you placed on my head.
Where will I go?
Who will make me right and Holy again?
All I ever wanted was you.... Lord, not someone like you but You and You Alone.
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Our Father who art in Heaven,
Hollowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.
Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven (with an agitated voice)
Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven (with a calmer voice)
Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.....mmmh!
Is this the will You were referring to?
Is this the will that we should succumb to?
Is this the will that we are now accustomed for?
Is this it? Is this the Will?
Well......well I don’t like it!
Neither do my brothers and sisters who think You have turned Your back against them! Or have You?
I don’t mean to sound rude, but in sound mind and body I write this letter to You, anyone would see that we’re screwed!
Jesus, I don’t mean to intrude, but....
Our strength is unrenewed,
Our souls yearn soulful food!
Our souls yearn for a new fire!
Our souls yearn for you Oh Messiah!
The world sees us as liars, deceivers!
“Where is The God you preach about at church on a Sunday morning?
Is He not going to come down and rescue you?”
Your will hurts Father
Your Will is just too much!
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