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  Feb 2015 Honeydrops
Craig Harrison
Why do you write asked the stranger
why do babies scream I replied

because we will not be silenced.

You can tell us to be quiet
you can put us in cages
you can cause harm to us
but we will not be silenced

I write to express myself
I write to be heard
because no matter what you do
I will not be silenced
Honeydrops Oct 2014
long to be with her ‎
She wants someone else
Her actions is different frm her wrds
Wen she's with me 
I find my haven in her
Re this all I wanted
Or dey're mirage
Wen she's with him
She becomes cold towards me
Get scared of calling cos her tone is scolding
She quickly wants to get  off d phone
Soft talk in pace 
Can I kip up in dis race
Crying becomes a routine
Can't find my rhythm 
Tot she's drifting away 
Didn't realise she's far gone
She came to say goodbye 
Nw I see d bye bye
Guess she's my rabbi
Cos I can see d byline
She made her hair going to see him
Me she didn't even flinch
Asked our normal question
Are u ok/cool‎
Her response shocked me
Why the question
Do I expect her not to be ok
Cold feet I had
Tank God I didn't get struck by a truck
Told her I had issues 
She didn't bother askin wat d issue was
I asked her to come on Friday 
She said it was too early
Today she went to see him early‎
Am I a fool
Or i'm being taken as a full fool
Well she's with her love
Why shouldn't she be hapi
I guess dat's wat she meant
Do I mean anytin to her anymore
Or i'm a tool being taken along‎
She once told me
Dat I shouldn't repeat d same mistake 
In my next relationship 
Oh my should've read the hand written on the wall
Is dis d voice of Jacob and d hand of esau
Forgetting her I can't
She wants me to move on
Move on to wat
Guess to my masters
After 4yrs tot it was worth the wait
Guess i'll neva. Be loved d way I want
Who knows may be i'm paying for the sins of my ancestors
They worshipped ifa 
Guess dey made some innocent peeps cried
And dose peeps are hunting me nw
‎Yet she said if I truly love her 
I wouldn't cry any
I found a place to cry in apapa
Was asked if anyone died
I said YES my love's feeling for me is
Dey all laughed
And said even in t,ears I still hav my sense of humour
Didn't want to try out loving again
Aina made me too
Do I regret
NO she's been awesome all d way
Even wen she leaves
Or has she has left
She'll hav her place unoccupied as long as I live
She wants She'll hav her place unoccupied as long as I live
She wants to stick around till I make it
As wat I ask
She has suffered with me 
She deserves to enjoy too
She said I should be ready for d worst
Guess she has made up her mind She'll hav her place unoccupied as long as I live
She wants to stick around till I make it
As wat I ask
She has suffered with me 
She deserves to enjoy too
She said I should be ready for d worst
Guess she has made up her mind long before now
Well i'm prepared for just one tin
Which is notin
All my readiness is to love her always
Whether she leaves or stay
If she leaves she can always come back
I long for no one else
Until she tells me to live without her
Even @ dat‎
I won't give up‎
This is not the end
It's just d beginning. ‎
Honeydrops Oct 2014
Lying with her, placing my head between her breast, was like a crest being placed on my chest, if dere's anytin I can chest, i'll chest she's d best, she's d best and I can rest, I can rest cos i've found a place to nest, she has eggs in her nests, all i've to do is to warm d eggs in her nest, she's my queen and I must not rest, i'll keep her abreast of all the test, in order not to test her aggressiveness, she seeks my progress I must confess, I must confess cos i'm depressed, i'm depressed and I want redress, I want redress cos I want to be blessed, need to be blessed cos I want to progress, i've to progress cos my loved is pressed.
To a strong black woman... Me
Honeydrops Aug 2014
The cloud thicken with distorted hope
Our flesh rapidly ****** out
In *******
In sicken rag with stinking scents
The odour of poverty
Repels Her souls

At the corner of Her broken world
Sat still with melted chains
Her tears
Driving a hole on her tattered skin
As Her backbone seems crippled
By hoarders

She yells in a low whisper
Claiming for empathy
Her voice also seems broken
And so, none luck up to her corner

While she sat in Her emptied shell
Stretching forth for a fight of faith
She watches her future lights outraged in darkness
As Her only Hopes re traded like betrothed Goats

With aching pain
Her silk in ***** lace
She strive hard for a starling bridge
Give Him a book "
Build up Her pride"
She moans with a strain of wreaking hope

Raise your head high"
A whisper then said
"Its called the good fight",because Faith is a fight..
Give our child a book!! They re our lamps of new resurrection !!
  Jun 2014 Honeydrops
Craig Harrison
If life was a day
I'd wake up kicking and screaming
opening my eyes to the world for the first time
seeing and meeting strange people
by 9am I'd be in my 20's and in my prime
but not for long before the day made me tired

By midday I would be wasting my life savings
buying a new car, holidays and fancy clothes
for I would have entered my midlife crisis
What had started out as a long day
was coming to an end quicker than I realised

The day would roll on and by late evening
I'd be a grandad, spoiling my family
spending what I had left to enjoy the time I had left
As I would struggle up the stairs
longing for my bed
the day would be nearing its end
11:59pm time for me to fall asleep
never waking up
never seeing tomorrow
That's what it would be like
If life was a day
Honeydrops Jun 2014
Bloomy as it seems the road to perdition
Hastening, excitingly
we match on in a Merry
Thought we toll in a roll to heaven
Little do we know that we sojourn down to
Hell.
     At sights we see tormenting pleasures
A glance or twice
couldn't quench our urges
Its succulent touch mount in deep to our soul
Little do we know
That we re riding down to hell
   The merry that flows through our vein in oneness
The lap dance that stir up intriguing moments
Driving our thoughts towards the gate of Hails
Little do we know that we head to an Halt

As time passes by,distance wails
Awaken me
And alas, it dawn on me
that those that we ride
Are but no more

The pleasure got cut with aching teeth gnashing in distress
The intrigue moments fades at I stare
At the gate of shadow
Locked with doom, agony and despair.
Seven devils bound the wretch with nine cords, and dragged him from the road to heaven, in which he had professed to walk, and ****** him through the back-door into hell. Mind that back-way to hell!!
Honeydrops Jun 2014
I'm I still awake
                          Or maybe
Its my unconscious mind
Yawning
The crickets voice whispers in loud pitch
drop a pin, bet its bang will scare the Rats
I've seen the cloud right from the windows blade
No stars, no moon all dark and wiped out
I'm I still awake
       Or its a dream I can't edit
Feeling a pinch on my elbow
My eye twitching, more like a blink
The dark pales wears off
  

My thoughts streams ahead of me
we both floating towards a direction.
A piece of me flares up in bizarre
Fighting a tug of wars with my Emotions
At the worlds unruliness
The words ve had from the one
That matters
Couldn't hurt more
Though, I hate him less...
               But
A string of jealousy binds me..

Deep down,
I know Some mate in me feels completely at ease
With this words
Coming from him...
                           The respect I owe him
Weighs more.
The Love we share means more
The feelings I get, though a bit bruised
But its never changing

Cos, only my heart can really tell,
The trend at wish it speaks his name...
Dunno if this is not confusing,but my heart understand it better # ZERO.# 23/06/2014


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