~~♥~~
I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...
If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding
A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...
It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!
It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!
It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!
It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs
to walk away.
But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.
Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.
Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.
It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.
So now I think on it again...
... *I think BOOKS should be
more like MEN!!!*
SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 12:01 PM UTC
I wish I could feel love
like how i feel pain.
raw and real
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 3:21 PM UTC
I've found the place where we can be,
With you finally wanting me...
For i will reach that destination today
Because I have ultimately found a way
For today i die to be with you
Once and for all;
No reality to destroy they hopes of me and you
With the decision made, objective set
Endless dreams is where I hope to get!
- Rufaro Kaviya
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 9:44 AM UTC
Mirror, Mirror, on my wall,
I just want to be thin, pretty, and tall.
Mirror, Mirror, if I change my hair
Maybe someone will start to care.
Mirror, Mirror, If I starve myself,
at least I'll be beautiful, forget my health.
Mirror, Mirror, If I cut my wrist,
will I feel like I exist.
Mirror, Mirror, Don't you see?
what you show, is ruining me..
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 9:25 AM UTC
People cheat,
people lie
To get ahead
or
just to get by.
They do it out of deemed necessity
or
have made it a successful habit.
Some would feel bad,
but
some wouldn't lose sleep over it.
Some lie to protect...
Some lie to infect...
With little remorse
or
full blown guilt.
Either way
risking
all they've built.
A lie is an accessory
that most tend to abuse.
A convenient mask
for the ugly truth
that most would misuse.
Lies are...
The bane of relationships
Destroyer of trust...
Conveyed by irresponsible lips.
So have I ever lied?
Have I ever desecrated
honesty's pride?
Have I ever wielded it
to save others from harm?
Have I ever employed it
to boost my charm?
No I haven't,
now that's a lie...
Spouted that so easily,
I didn't even need to try...
Honestly,
YES I HAVE.
**I am no exception...
I am no saint,
I'm only human**...
with an ill sense of direction.
I have lied...
How about you?
Search deep inside...
You know you have too...
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 9:24 AM UTC
You're staring daggers
Right at me.
Your tongue,
a sword.
Your mouth,
a gun.
Your words
Are bullets,
And you never miss a shot.
I am stripped bare
Before you:
No shield,
No mail hauberk,
No helmet.
I am stripped naked
Before you.
My skin pockmarked
Blue, violet,
And in some cases black,
As I suffer the bruises
From the punches and the jabs.
My body covered
In exit wounds:
Bullet wounds,
And knife wounds,
As I endure the
Metal piercing me.
My fingers bleeding
As I hold on to the shards
Of our broken hearts.
You are my downfall.
My undoing.
You are the
Bane of my existence.
And everyday,
I die
A thousand deaths
Because of you.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 9:23 AM UTC
Mentally encased, 6 by 6
With hope of an escape,
But only with the impending danger
Of returning
Leaving without resolution
without closure
Only left scarred with memories
Even with a new-found 'freedom'
Never actually leaving the prison.
Left confined within our minds
Even whilst unbound.
left in solitude to cope
Left to eventually drown,
Losing your last breaths,
Your last hold on sanity....
Fighting a lost war
So I wait, till such a time,
For a release unguaranteed
But will know for sure
Of freedom and peace
- Rufaro Kaviya
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 9:09 AM UTC
In my a journey
Doubt; a constant recurrence
Plaguing my sanity
My last tether to existence
A continuing struggle
Questioning everything that is:
My Family, My Religion
Myself
Left with more and more regrets
Only left to look back
But desperately trying to look forward,
To Tomorrow, To the future
Left hanging on...
Fighting for an existence not worth fighting for
- Rufaro Kaviya
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
I'll be okay
Why can't i believe that.
I'll be okay
Why do i keep lying to myself.
I'll be okay
Why do these words make me feel worse.
I'll be okay
Why can't I be hopeful.
I'll be okay
Why can't anyone tell i'm not okay.
I'll be okay
Why can't i be okay.
- Rufaro Kaviya
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 8:57 AM UTC
I've been ******
Into a black hole
No escape, given no remorse
Trapped; for all eternity
Doomed; to be forever alone
Gone; fading to a memory
Stuck in a swirling, never ending
Black hole
- Rufaro Kaviya
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 8:56 AM UTC