Our pupils met at 90 degrees
We exchanged hands to shake
But before all that happened
You were just a rumor in my life
Later evolved to become a crush
Little did I know about "love at first sight"
An opportunity to meet you came
I wouldn't let it escape ,
I grasped it with my amature hands
Hoping for the best because
I hardly knew you
And disappointed was not the emotion I wanted to feel at the end
Our pupils met at 90 degrees
We exchanged hands to shake
But before all that happened
You were just a rumor in my life
Later evolved to become a crush
Little did I know about "love at first sight"
Your laughter promised so much to my heart
Promised to bring a smile to my face daily
Promised me that i'd be hearing it more often
Promises don't last
But I realized that too late
Too little too late
It only took me 3 seconds to notice you
And 3 months to know that promises don't last that long
Guess we passed the friendship cycle
You know, "strangers - friends - lovers - break up -"
Now we are back to being strangers
Thought we'd be family soon
But guess I drove past too fast to the finish line
I needed a reality check.
Friends we were
Lovers we became
And Strangers we chose to be
After all its life right
It all started like this...
Our pupils meet at 90 degrees
We exchanged hands to shake
But before all that happened
You were just a rumor in my life
Later evolved to become a crush
Little did I know about "love at first sight"
Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 3:27 PM UTC
Banish
Banish me
Banish me from land near you
Banish my tears from pouring out with no command given
Banish my heart for indescribable emotion so intense that it leaves me to wonder
Banish me from the land of dreams as I always leave my pillow wet
Banish me
Banish me from land near you
But before you banish me
I plead for one request:
To see you once more
Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 11:07 PM UTC
Don't promise me you'll stay forever beside me
Don't promise me that we'll bind the lose ends with gold
Don't promise me happiness
Tell me the truth
Tell me how you hate waiting for me when I'm late for our dates
Tell me how you wish we'd never separate
Tell me how you wish I'd never gaze upon another guys figure but yours
Tell me how you envy seeing me with guys unknown and known to you
Tell me that you'd hate to lose me one day
Tell me how my beauty has nothing to do with me and you being together
Explain how it was never love at first sight because the moment you saw me, it was just like meeting any other random being
Tell me how I had you smiling as I tried too hard to cheer you up and every joke of mine was lame
Tell me how every girl hates me because of our love
Share with me how you hate the chocolate I always thought you loved
But you were silenced only because you loved seeing the smile on my face as I handed it to you convinced that it is your favorite
Now let me remind you :
LOVE is nothing but true emotion, I feel for you
This is why I tell you that I love you
But I do not expect it to be thrown back to me with letters foreign to its spelling like Luv or symbols <3
I do not appreciate the disrespect for the word as that carries your attitude towards me too
Is it hard for you to say it out right?
Its LOVE
Now tell me what forces you to engrave such words of value to me, falsely?
Once again if you do not feel the emotion of love for me
Tell me, don't pretend you "love" me
Tell me that you only "like" me
Love and like differ but that's another tale
Be honest
Tell me the truth
Don't hand me promise in gold
Don't try too hard, be yourself
Your speech should not be provoked by my emotion, tell me your feeling honestly
Be realistic
I don't like these comparisons used to describe our love
Its too cliché
Feels like we trying to please media,
Seems like we aim to become one of their materialistic couples
Be yourself !
Tell me how you hate spending most of your time committing your lips unto mine
Tell me how you wish to just hold me in your arms
Not forever though because my heart won't beat faster to the misleading words of your charm
You'll just make me wonder whether words carefully chosen like those aren't said to many who have come before me
Let me share a secret with you:
I hate the feeling of being in love
No let me rephrase that
I hate the symptoms that carry on for like a month or two:
The feeling of loving you more than you do
The feeling of missing you more than you do
Thinking about you more than you do about me
Ending up with your name tattooed right onto my left ring finger
I hate it,
I hate it all
Its all crazy, weird
Really makes me feel like a fool
Like an amateur stepping into unknown territory
Or like a child lost in the presence of beautiful nature.
But I've grown up, I've seen nature spike venom into my veins, I've heard it all
I've seen it all
All I crave for is:
Honesty,
Real life love
Real love
Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 5:19 AM UTC
With THEY I am labeled
Because they are to blame
THEY make a noise
THEY act like barbarians
Pointed fingers are aimed at me
THEY
Scornful voices shout
Why label me with such derogatory manner
Black I am
Proudly I pose
No attempt you make to establish friendship
Because of the dark flesh I wear
And with THEY I am labeled
My name is my identity
Pronounce it with integrity
My flesh is no different than yours
Treat it with dignity
Spontaneous I am
But you will never know
For you choose to label me with:
THEY
Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 10:58 PM UTC
The City is good
The City is bad
You were good,
But now you're bad.
Just like your city.
Just like your city.
I can not recognize your ways no more
They have intersected with my thoughts
And have fully occupied the area of my heart
Your City is good
Your City is bad
You were good,
Why have you become bad -
Just like your city?
Care to explain what went highway?
Care to pave my feelings away with your sweetened words?
Construct your decisions to land you in better positions.
The City is good
The City is bad
You were good,
But now you're bad.
Just like your city.
Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 10:55 PM UTC
Beauty runs along the coast n core of the heart
Many mistake that by the soft color of the skin
Every night she reflects on the faces she's seen
And she stares at the mirror
Right before her she sees no beauty
Searching for a smooth spot is her desire
Pimple free
But her face is nucleated with pimples
The faces she sets sight upon daily
Haunt her
She looks back n criticizes her face again
She's not that yellow bone
She's not a size 0
She is curvaceous
She is darker than her knee
But her skin is one of rare soil
She could bleach
Eat greens
But she believes much that she was born to be different
She learnt to Love herself
She Felt it inside
And it shone outside
Outlining the curves of her dimples
Surrounded with her beauty spots
Her freckles
Every one of those freckles retold a story of where she started
When media was centre stage
Questioning her whether light she wanted to be? Or dark as the cave of Africa was her desire ?
She found light
Saw her true beauty.
She was once a victim
A dark victim
But now she is embracing her dark lashes n hazel eyes
Accompanied by her gorgeous dark face
She's proud
I'm proud
True beauty is rare
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 6:45 PM UTC