.............
she was always in tears
lived a life surrounded by fear
Her name is Cynthia..I guess my close friends will understand
You see this monster whose voice was like a thunder
He would hold her breast and **** it as if he was a baby
I Could see the indescribable terror in Cynthia's face
As she tied her shoe laces
tears mingled.
I could feel her ordeal
She saw him....the images were more vivid at night
Though I didn't want to cause a fight
I have tried to say but he said they is no place to run
We must have fun..
As he switched off the lights and opened my thighs...A MOMENT OF SILENCE....
She took her shirt off. Her chest was covered with cigarette burns
That ****** coward used her as an ashtray.
She lived in a persistent poverty..
He lured him with his car...and his luxurious goods
HE WOULD SAY.."GO talanyana ko gabone..
I'm sorry for calling him a coward.
My only weapon of seeking justice is to write about abuse...Abuse must fall..
I HAVE said it all.
My tears are worth the pain...I SHALL NOT FORGET THE STORY OF CYNTHIA SETH..lets protect the girl child.
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 9:13 AM UTC
I'm sorry but falling in love with you was the biggest mistake I wish to bury and forget
How can I forgot when you are the first person to get between my thighs
Though we were high.I was too stupid to see
You helded my breath
I was lost in your spell called Lov
*** was the only language you knew. I so think you have phd in it
You treated me like a tool
Though I realized too late that I was a fool
I left my book and changed my looks for you.
Was it worth it?
I remember when you told me I wasn't good enough
Yet you saw the parts that my mom labelled privates
My mom knew it was only a play
Yet your spell told me you will stay
It's true that I was your ride
Our foundation was built in lies
you see I would love to hate you
I just cant for my love is too sufficient for everyone
GOOD bye old friend.
HEART MENDED NOT BROKEN..WRITTEN BY Doreen Kgomo 23.05.16
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 4:37 AM UTC
They were created on the 6th day
Given the 6th sense
Sometimes they become tense
When some do not understand.
They feel that pain
Even to some it may be plain
They have their highs and lows
They do accept flaws
So they perfect their art
Their words are felt deep within
Look inside you..In a mirror,,You are a poet...
DoreenK;20.05.16
May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 4:51 AM UTC
Congratulations you are going to have a child
As weird as it sounded
it touched my hardest spots
My stomach was going to be a home to a living creature
I thanked God..Im a mother..yes.
I prayed that s/he resembled my features not
Im a shy and outspoken.. yet I want him to be a warrior
I do pray he knows that love is just an idea
Yet he should fear
I will wipe away his tears
AND show him/her paradise
S/he will be my glamour/a pearl that I will treasure till I die
I promise I will try not to lie
For a home built on lies will always be weak.
...Dear God..give me strength for it will no longer be me but we
My unborn world..welcome to a place called earth..
written by Dkgomo..20.05.16
May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC