My Dearest Love,
This morning, as I listened to the birds chirping outside my window, a gentle thought crossed my mind, that even their sweetest melodies cannot compare to the beauty of your lovely voice. Their songs may fill the air, but your voice fills my heart in ways no sound in nature ever could.
And when the morning sun touched my skin with its warm rays, I found myself smiling softly, because even the sun’s warmth feels faint beside the gentle comfort of yours. Your warmth carries a tenderness the sun could never hope to imitate.
Yet as lovely as these thoughts are, they reminded me of something even more certain, that no thought, no memory, and no imagination of you could ever equal the joy of your presence beside me. Being with you is a feeling far greater than merely thinking of you.
Until the moment I see you again, know that every song of the birds and every ray of sunlight simply reminds me of how extraordinary you truly are.
With all my love. ❤️
Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 1:28 AM UTC
I have all the faces,
Tacked away in my black subtle tunic
A face for beauty and splendor
Or treachery and despair.
A triumphant face,
A face of a victim,
A face of a boss,
A face for it all,
So take heed
For when the time is right
I will be your worst night mare.
Or your night in shining amour
You'll never seem me coming.
For I am what I am,
Amorphous.
Dec 3, 2020
Dec 3, 2020 at 8:35 AM UTC
He looks at her
She smiles
He buys her lollipops and new shoes
He buys her dolls
He lifts her up against his body
And the crowd doesn't care
Because he's her ankle
And she's his niece
She's young, beautiful and cuddly
She's pure of heart
Sure she has learnt a vice or two,
The concept of deception, a sliver of selfishness
But that is not her true nature,
She only turns to it when frustrated.
He's broken but no one knows
He's twisted yet no one sees.
He's eyes crave for the untainted soul
He's mouth waters for the callow spirit
He lusts after her
He grooms her, day by day
Lollipop by lollipop
Gift by gift
Hug by hug
She's blind to all this
She comes to the hospital with a pain
She says it hurts below the belly button
The doctor checks with his probe
He looks at the screen with the black and white picture
Hes does not believe it
Its impossible, It cant be
He cant say it
He doesn't want to think it.
She's quiet
Tears rolling down her eyes
She wants her mommy
She wants to be in her arms
It's where she feels safe
"Give it to me straight Doc.", says her mother.
Doctor, "Mum, your daughter has PID".
"What does that mean Doctor?"
Doctor " That she has an STD."
"But she's only 8 years old,
has not had glanced at her first mini blood bath"
Doctor, "And yet here she is, violated."
Why
But why
What have you done to her
You ruthless man,
You were supposed to be her uncle
Hope lost, emotions crippled
Only 8 but feels ashamed, esteem broken
She'll never love, will always be broken
Yes, now she'll forever be , emotionally impotent.
Ruthless man, you were supposed to be her uncle.
Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 10:16 AM UTC
A preacher on Wednesday night
A fornicator on Friday night
A candle in the darkness
And yet a wolf amidst the flock
Who am i
Yet not guilt do I feel
Wading through the motions
Effortlessly, like falling rain from above
Emotionless, like a brain dead elder.
Who am i.
Am i simply the unfaithful husband
Am i the hypocritical preacher
Am i the lad with a disociative personality disorder
Am i the devil
Who am i.
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 6:34 AM UTC
Oh My God
Have you looked in the mirror lately,
You Glow,
The world doesn't need the sun,
Because its already in your eyes.
By Kiwalabye Collin
Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 6:43 PM UTC