zaina-r
Kenyan
Poetry is something very unique to each person. I write poetry for myself, to my self, to the people in my life or things that inspire me. I like most of the poems i write because i know what they mean to me and that's how i believe poetry should be, a person should write only for themselves and for the enjoyment of this type of self expression. Feedback is always great. I know my poems are very vague and they might not be understood.
Its your birthday today,
The day is almost over,
i didn't wish you and i know i can't.
Yes.. I still remember your birthday,
Yes i still remember how we celebrated it last year:
Wow only last year.. In one year you became so close to me and in that same year so far.
I didn't forget this day and i won't each year.
Its your day and you have every right to enjoy it, but i still can't help but wonder if my thought crossed your mind and if you still remember our times together.
Happy Birthday.. I will always think about you.
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
I can see you jam at a song, i can see you take me and twirl me around
your expressions on that playful song. This is a new side of you but yet i am not surprised
say it just say it i know you can your face says all..
Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 8:20 PM UTC
There was a dream.
In the dream he was leaving, but not forever.
He would be back she knew that.
Still, she did not want him to go.
She hugged him, he held her, explained to her, and promised he would be back soon.
Something was still not convincing to her.
He leaned forward and gently kissed her as tears fell from her eyes.
That's all she needed.
Who knew though that in a couple of months she would be the one leaving and this time for long,
But forever.
How can she explain this to him?
would only a kiss be enough?
They say remember the feeling of your dreams.
The emotion of any dream is the key.
Nov 18, 2012
Nov 18, 2012 at 10:20 PM UTC
Pictures become burdens.
Memories that where once good end up being times of regret.
I will be careful next time.
I will be careful of who i take a picture with.
People can disappear from a life but their memories remain.
Their stories stay, that's why who you choose to pose with really matters,
I mean what kind of stories will that be for the kids?
Telling them of people who don't matter anymore or of who betrayed or hurt their parents.
Then why let those kind of people in our life?
Nov 16, 2012
Nov 16, 2012 at 12:04 AM UTC
I wish i could see me in your view, through your perception.
How did i look? What was i doing?
I felt a little more than usual, a little more than whats supposed to be normal.
My heart beat a little more, my smile curved a little more.
Curiosity grew, i wanted a little more.
No. I think i want a lot more.
Why do i go out of my way?
I'm crushing like a teenager?
Forever love, does that exist?
Darkest places could be lit.
Roses could grow in the dessert.
Its like Ecstasy without drugs.
Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 9:45 PM UTC
It's dark
It's flowing
It's hot
It's calming
It's in between, causing friction.
It's wild
It's affectionate
It's touching
It's body to body
It's its tight
It's enclosing
It's gentle but also aggressive
It's fixated
It's unsatisfying
It's greedy but also so sweet
Oct 7, 2012
Oct 7, 2012 at 1:10 AM UTC
Its raining..
When ever i see the rain i will remember you.
Will you?
Its been two days since i left you and now it rains.
Rain is just rain
What about other things.
I might have been selfish, but i was helpless.
Can you reflect on your actions, your thoughts?
Sep 17, 2012
Sep 17, 2012 at 2:25 PM UTC
"Never Touched you"
Why?
Maybe things would be different?
I walked away, i let you go.
Fingers slowly slipping away from yours.
I saw you for the last time.
Never will i forget your warm embrace,
Never will you forget my attachment and passion.
Its not about anger or betrayal.
Its about you and me.
What i had for you was so beautiful.
You were so beautiful.
Sep 15, 2012
Sep 15, 2012 at 3:19 PM UTC
A breathless face.
i forget everyone, the whole world.
The only thing i know and feel at the moment is my desperation to have you all of you.
My eyes fixated.
My body motionless.
Now moving on doesn't seem so hard.
Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 9:46 PM UTC
I smiled a lot today.
One day you ruin my night,
Then the next day you make my day.
Always finding reasons and ways to talk to you.
You make me feel content.
Now i know i was thinking to much into it.
All those times you wished me good night, You really meant them.
Sometimes its seems like you can't be with out me.
But i really want it from you.
Are you this attached too?
Sep 4, 2012
Sep 4, 2012 at 9:45 PM UTC