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NoelSimba
NoelSimba
20/M/Malawi Noel Simba The Amazing Pencil
Do You Remember Hello. Sorry I had to call. Trust me, I'm not trying to break the wall We slowly built after the war. Either way, do you remember How our hearts met in December? Hakuna Matata, yes, like Simba. Day and night merged as one When we couldn't tell them apart. Embers of our love burned fiercely. Special was that day we lost track of time, Knocked down by the sweetness of your lips As we danced to the rhythm of our heartbeats. Do you remember? Because I remember it all. Be well. That is all for this call. ©Noel Simba The Amazing Pencil 1 June 2026
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2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 3:20 PM UTC
Do you remember
**** THE OLD ME Part 1: by Noel Simba The Amazing Pencil **** the old me The one they took for granted Uproot the fear they planted My generosity they called odd I beat my chest like a gorilla Hoping my voice would be heard But without me, they moved ahead They laughed and jeered Mocked that heart soft Part 2: by Jah net AKA Tale Teller They watched me cry. Let my tears flow into the ocean. If my story they've known, That I suffer from self guilt. I blame myself for my own existence. Just **** the old me They called me weak in their eyes Like I was nobody's daughter They called me an error in the mirror Some night i just wish to drown In my sleeping sea and see How the world would run if you **** the old me. ©Noel Simba The Amazing Pencil & Jah net AKA Tale Teller 27 may 2026
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6d ago
May 29, 2026 at 11:19 AM UTC
**** the old me
When the sun is up, songs of every genre throw a banquet in my head. They feast on my peace of mind, and I let them— rewind every war, every day. I wake up spinning, chasing a lottery song. Every day arrives a sad song, and I try in vain, hoping for rain. Inside this house I built, I find no home, no warmth. What reason for this season of hate and torture and no future? When the sun goes down, my shroud of sorrow shimmers, smiling toward tomorrow— a tomorrow that’s always hollow. ©Noel Simba AKA The Amazing Pencil @FOR THE POET 15 MAY 2026
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May 21
May 21, 2026 at 4:19 PM UTC
IN MY HEAD