Monday 29 October 2012

Disrepute.


Still I can't help but admit
How bitter sweet
All this is (note, the tense is present, not past ;) ).
It tastes like dark meat
On prickly heat-
Or whiskey neat.
You were amazingly cute
From the root to the shoot
I wanted to tell the whole world
But thank God I went on mute
Just before the disrepute. 

Mortality Rate.


I now know y,
U ached
Its coz u needed a break
Not coz of my mistake
Coz for you, a lot was at stake.
Now I smell the coffee coz im awake
After the quake
And shake
U gave
For “my sake”-
Though fake
I appreciate
All the weight
Has reached its expiry date
Its metabolic rate and molecular weight overwhelming
But il handle all this like Alexander the Great.

Sunday 28 October 2012

Lessons Learnt.


Everyone who has been in my life, shared in my joys and sorrows
Caused those very joys and sorrows too,
Have all been there for a purpose.
And while I have indeed failed at times,
Hurting them by my actions
Being hurt by their actions too
I’ve learnt a great deal all in all.
Every tear, heartache, smile and lovely memory is a lesson.
And we all know about lessons: until we get it, we will still go thru' class.
No matter how long it’ll take us. 

I Remember.


I remember when comments were not just about being 1st,
When Love was not just about getting it,
When being introduced to his friends was not just about being a trophy,
When “I love you” wasn’t just about shutting me up
When a giggle was honest
When a song meant the world
When commitment was commitment
When submission was submission…

Saturday 27 October 2012

My Kinetic Theory Of Heat.


He stands for me,

he stands with me,

heck even his shoulder fights for me.

he’s hard for me,

for riding me,

pounding me,

but oddly enough he opts for loving me.

u know, this is not like him,

before I knew him I had heard his deeds,

that he is proud and rude,

but now his head will bow for me,

he goes down on me

and makes me cum for two.

I am good for boo, but he is good for me.

 so the woman in me thinks

 to let go of my pride, just as he did

 coz the two of us… we are strewn and brewed

we bound for good.

 since he has hurt many?

 wunt he hurt me?

Is it all worth the risk?

Oh this magnetic disk!

Should be a removable disc

But its not

It’s sweet

Neat

Im complete

With his kinetic theory of heat.

Don't Trip...


No one taught me how to say “no” to certain things
No one taught me that I needed to brush my teeth after food *(that’s y I have such bad cavities)
No one told me that love can make you feel like you own the world
But then again no one ever told me that love can make a really big fool of you(rself)
No one told me men lie
I though all men were like my Father
Kind
Loving
Honourable
No one told me women deceive
I thought all of them were like my mother
Wise
Soft
Selfless
No one told me that as you grow, you keep losing hope in worldly things

No one told me the older you get, the more enemies you make

No one told me that enemies make the bestest of “friends in need”
No one told me that your closest friends and disown you when you need them most
No one told me how to really take care of me, my soul, my needs
That’s y I’m good at taking care of others, it’s all I ever did
I have learnt a lot over the years
I’ve learnt that as a woman, when you say “No”, you have to accompany it with a stern look and a harsh tone for people to take you seriously.
I’ve learnt that dentists are not the nicest people on earth
I’ve learnt that love can make you die if you have no hope in life other than to be loved
I’ve learnt that sometimes a heart needs to hurt, in order to establish some precepts
I’ve learnt that men lie
I’ve learnt that women deceive
I’ve learnt that there is more to life than being accepted by people
I’ve learnt that friends are over-rated
And as I grow another year older, I take it upon myself to tell every other person who was never told……
That only Jesus Christ, can take care of  your whole being.


Hate The Way I Love (II).


I am angry
At myself
For letting you get under my skin that easily.
When did my walls crumble?
When did I lay down my shields?
You knew what this was
To us
To Me
To you
And you still had to sabotage it.
My questions is
Why u had to.
Do you fear having something perfect that much?
That you had to ruin it
Just so you can be in your comfort zone?
There was a song I once heard
“Don’t let real love pass you by”
And I always thought to myself,
‘If its real love, it won’t pass by, coz the two people sharing it will most definitely know this and will not let all that go’
But yesterday night I realized
A person can let go of true love
Very well knowingly.
I’d be damned if I’m to trust again.

Hate The Way I Love.



you left

didn't even say goodbye 

just like a shadow

dont even try to explain now 

i was something

nothing

but a piece of trash

don't smile and ask

about my day 

you didn't care from the start 

so don't pretend to, now 

you are nothing to me 


i'll spit

when you cry out to me 

I’ll never believe you
 
you never believed my love for you
 
you turned me away
when
all i wanted was recognition 
il never forget you underground poetry.

You Are Not Alone



If you have ever felt this way, well just know that you are not alone.

“I grew up always wanting to get approval from everyone around me there were times I could end up being generous to my friends financially, and so harsh to myself.”
“I have a burden that I carry that is so great, it weighs me down so much, I have stopped growing spiritually.”
“I stopped going to church coz I need God, now I only go to church to fool everyone as well as myself that all is fine.”

If at any one time this has been you, let what has happened in the past, not stop you from being what God wants you to be.

(for the ladies): We often find ourselves getting so happy, just after a man tells us that they love us. We should have more value of ourselves than for just a man saying ‘I love you’. And it is amazing what we are ready to do, just to keep these men saying it to us…..just know that u r highly favoured in the presence of God. Most of us carry so much pain and abuse; we have come to a place where we do not trust anymore. It is easy for us chiqs to want to build a life around a relationship with a man, but I want to challenge you not to settle for anything less than God’s best for you.

(for the men): It must be hard when everyone around you, requires you to be a man, and yet so many of us were fatherless, asin ur dad was there but he did nothing to make you a better person, others unfortunately lost their fathers when they were young……this in turn makes some of us walk around with our heads buried in shame. God is reaching out to you. Let’s be MEN, with a difference, who hunger for God.

We all need each other, we all need God, and it is important to know that nothing can ever take that place of God in our lives.

Thursday 4 October 2012

He Said, She Said Part I.


He said: she says i
             should learn to express myself to her more
          but she doesnt seem to understand
            it starts with the name i adore
          call it sweet,
          call it sad,
          call it till she feels she's bored
          for how can i tell her
          what i feel
          when her name doesn't know how it turns me on



She said: u say adore

             and i soar
             i wish i swore
             never to leave the door
              i want to explore
            first floor
but before
              i wanna know what it is u stand for
               what ur called for
              asked of
             what is in ur back door
             is it the remnants of post war ?
           baibe out pour
            go for!
          cry for!
        great war!
      once more!
    speak for!
             put your
            side door
             on the mezzanine floor
           i want to be ur
            service door
           take the floor
            heretofore
          hold still for
          looking for
         my flower store
          ponder no more
         il be all u want
        u lil petit '4'.



He calls


You call me emily
fancily
 as well as dirtily
sometimes angrily
and cockily
but all in al
it all sounds dreamy
u calling
emily
cozily
sometimes even fishily

Mind Game


I'll take you thru the emotions that i have got,

and stare into your eyes like im taking a mug shot,

im just hoping u aint a cheap shot,

coz i wanna lead u to me g spot


We can do this in the parking lot,

and ul dunk me like a basketball shot,

then il know iv finally made u gain freedom of thought

as we explore this oh so much fussed about tru lover’s shot

Baib’ I know you’re baking hot,

and im running like a racing yatch,

waiting to be fired like a rifle shot,

please don get second thoughts.