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CONSTANT CHOICES

She chose you once, ages ago, she chooses you again over and over.Not for what you do for her, not for what you are to her.She chooses you for what she is with you.She chooses you for what her world is without you.

Countless times she chose to let go, countless times she failed.Time and again she cried, tears of happiness, tears of anger and frustrations.She chooses to hold on, for even roses have thorns.

A simple perfect rose is all she has, it is all she needs.A rose she knows where all the thorns are and how deep they prick.A rose she can’t picture missing from her.
Enough times she’s arraigned herself in front of herself.Her own judge, jury and executioner

Wake up darling, time is up, this chapter is done,

No, this isn’t a chapter; it’s the whole damn book

This is not worth reading 

You are the writer, not the reader

It is what you say it is, put it down or change the plot.
She is a girl in love; she is a girl in love.She made her choice then and never regretted, not once, Well maybe when her love hurts, hurts so bad but still her love.So no, she has never regretted.This is not the once in a while kind of love.It’s the once in a lifetime kind of connection.
So she keeps choosing you, over and over

Because in the end …

FIND WHAT YOU LOVE AND LET IT KILL YOU

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SINKING SHIP

For a moment there she was his and he was hers. Unquestionable truth, it was known. They were the best version they could be, effortlessly happy, tried and tested and with each passing adventure the isle drew closer.

They picked their colors and dreamt of their day before man and God professing their truth. They chose the napkins and decided on the shades and shapes …..blissful.

Then the devil came in. Happiness became like chasing the wind. The dream a distant glare. She tried to hold on, as much as the strength within allowed her, he fought for the days past and the hope of an effortless tomorrow. All to no avail.

They had become so comfortable in their universe and gave no regard to the evil lingering, plotting, strategizing and eventually striking. They loved so hard that went it cracked, it instantly broke. They dreamt and forgot to shield their love.

She was his now she is hers.

THE FINAL BOW

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I could write about our dead soldiers
but their pain is gone
I could go on and on about how they will be missed but they won’t hear me
I write for those left behind.

The young mother left with nothing but a cold side of the bed
The family that lost the “pride of the family”
The friends that lost their selfless comrade
What of their pain? When will it end?

I could parade twitter with #istandwithkdf tweets but do we really?
As a nation we feel the pain but it’s nothing compared to the families loss
I write for the pain of growing up fatherless, living with the loss of a child ,living with the memories of a dear friend.

They dedicated their lives to total strangers. Chose to fight and protect our freedom and our land.
For that they lost the ability to watch over their loved ones
For that they forgo watching their infants grow
I weep for our departed and weep even more for those they left behind.

One for all and all for one they say… May their legacies live on and those left behind know we are forever indebted. They say time heals ….well time will tell… My sincere condolences and outmost respect to all affected and afflicted

MY MUKIRI

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God gave me you for the ups and downs

I carry you in my heart
Carry you every where
With every stride and every challenge
Your presence encourages me

I’m glad you chose me
Glad you came to me
Through you I have learnt to love
And love with every fibre of me

Now I can’t imagine a universe we don’t meet
A time I’m not yours and you’re not mine
Cursed be the day we depart from each other
Blessed be the eternity we spend

Mama loves you, adores you and would give up everything to see you smile and live free for all of time.

STILL

Far from a fairy tale
Even farther from the end
A torturous terrain
A plateau void of emotion
Yet, only place I’d rather be

Hardly any surprises
Hardly any expectations
In light of all these
Still the only place I’d rather be

Once my safe net
Once my holy grail
Memories of days past
Hope of flourish again and
So, it remains
The place I’d rather be

If it was once, it will be again
If the will is there, there will be a way
Through it all, still the only one I’d rather be with

Thoughts become things

FOR GRASS WILL GROW

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For grass will grow...

With each passing day I miss you, and as each day passes I wonder why
Yesterday I missed your laugh and your giggles
Today I miss your touch and your gaze,
Yesterday I was strong, tears lingered but never flowed
Today I fall to my knees wondering why
Soaked in tears and a bleeding heart…
Why did you come just to rip me apart?

With each passing day,I learn,
Learn all sorts of things,
Today I know that just because I ache n bleed for you
Doesn’t mean am better off with you
As badly as I hold my pillow tight wishing it was you
Am still a better being without you
Today, I have learnt to fall asleep on your side of the bed.
I miss you, chances are tomorrow I will miss you more
But, tomorrow I just might get the strength to move on a little more
Again, my beloved, why walk in just to walk away?

Many a times I think of you,dream of what was, but I guess that’s all it was…
A dream…