phenyo-makgabo - Hello Poetry

I've never quite known how to describe love. Somewhere between an unsettling ease crashing against a deep sense of belonging. The constant beating of the waves making me unsteady. I don't quite know how to navigate these seas. A masterful captain at everything else. I find myself unable to instruct my own footsteps. It's a feeling of suffocation mixed with rising excitement. The thought of you sends my mind into overdrive. I'm not safe to do nothing else, but meditate on you. In that moment when your name crosses my mind or comes into earshot, I am ruined for any task I have busied myself with. And when we finally meet, your face shines more radiant than anything else, throwing me completely of balance only to be caught by the nets of your touch. I suppose the only thing I know is that I'm falling in love with you...

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Aug 1, 2015

Aug 1, 2015 at 3:28 AM UTC

phenyo-makgabo

A novice's take at love

I've never quite known how to describe love. Somewhere between an unsettling ease crashing against a deep sense of belonging. The constant beating of the waves making me unsteady. I don't quite know how to navigate these seas. A masterful captain at everything else. I find myself unable to instruct my own footsteps. It's a feeling of suffocation mixed with rising excitement. The thought of you sends my mind into overdrive. I'm not safe to do nothing else, but meditate on you. In that moment when your name crosses my mind or comes into earshot, I am ruined for any task I have busied myself with. And when we finally meet, your face shines more radiant than anything else, throwing me completely of balance only to be caught by the nets of your touch. I suppose the only thing I know is that I'm falling in love with you...

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Flaws don't give birth to people Mistakes can't go into labour Hatred can have spawn Judgment can't consumate Labour is what brings life Labour pulls an idea into existence You are not born for the knife You are not born to give up on the distance Your are not born of a flaw or mistake For you were not mistook You were labored for You are not your flaws, but you are your laborers greatest creation!

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Jan 23, 2015

Jan 23, 2015 at 4:21 PM UTC

phenyo-makgabo

Birth

Flaws don't give birth to people Mistakes can't go into labour Hatred can have spawn Judgment can't consumate Labour is what brings life Labour pulls an idea into existence You are not born for the knife You are not born to give up on the distance Your are not born of a flaw or mistake For you were not mistook You were labored for You are not your flaws, but you are your laborers greatest creation!

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This longing is no secret Nothing to be kept in the dark I'm going public with this Stepping into the light! This is not a want it's a must It's not a feeling, it's a burning desire I must put pen to paper Before the words consume me I must turn thought to word Before the words overwhelm me This is no tingle, it's an electrocution My secret desire exposing all truths within!

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Jan 22, 2015

Jan 22, 2015 at 2:35 PM UTC

phenyo-makgabo

Desire

This longing is no secret Nothing to be kept in the dark I'm going public with this Stepping into the light! This is not a want it's a must It's not a feeling, it's a burning desire I must put pen to paper Before the words consume me I must turn thought to word Before the words overwhelm me This is no tingle, it's an electrocution My secret desire exposing all truths within!

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Keeping warm through the night as friction turns to hear causing a blaze, a flame Bright colors entrance and enchant as red mingles with orange creating a spectacular romance Only to be put out, young flame your life ended to soon and your light never travelled far enough Smoke leaves the only trace of your existence, let it suffocate those who scorned you!

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Jan 12, 2015

Jan 12, 2015 at 4:26 AM UTC

phenyo-makgabo

A flame

Keeping warm through the night as friction turns to hear causing a blaze, a flame Bright colors entrance and enchant as red mingles with orange creating a spectacular romance Only to be put out, young flame your life ended to soon and your light never travelled far enough Smoke leaves the only trace of your existence, let it suffocate those who scorned you!

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