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Nov 2013 · 545
The Rat Race
Pause .......... sit down ........... observe:
The rate race - cars and people
zooming past, hurry hurry.
Time is ticking, time is money,
faster, harder, scurry, scurry.

Breathe .......... smile ............ observe:
A futile existence - rushing
up and down, meet deadlines.
Hours running on caffeine
toward success, make headlines!

Lie down ........... eyes closed .......... think:
Who? How? Where? What?
What Time? How many? Three .... two?
How to get there? What to take with?
Stop! ............... Who are you?
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 454
Artistically Composed
Losing myself in a song
on canvas
the notes flowing through
my fingertips
Colours flooding my
vibrating soul
spilling through my body
soaring on
a cascading melody.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 687
Lonely Soul
You brush past, I can feel your intense
sorrow, the hurt you bury deep inside.
You may have shut your heart from
the world, but you can't continue to hide.
I see you, I sense you, feel your desire
to break down and just be human again.
Yet you've convinced yourself that you're
better off shutting out the world till the end.
You may think you're unlovable, incapable of
ever feeling like you belong anywhere, alone. . .
I see you, I know you, more than you'll
ever understand, I am your longing soul.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 339
Why Do You Love Me ..
When I keep giving away small pieces of my
heart that I know I will never get back?
When I love so easily and that love
is not always bestowed only on you?

When I set myself up for inevitable hurt,
and you are left to pick up the pieces.
How do you keep loving me after all
the anguish and doubt I put you through?
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 501
Loving ............
Who can tell a heart
what it's supposed to feel,
when the heart has the power
even to override the mind,
to make the logical
seem irrational and mundane?

Then again, why is it
that a broken heart would
surrender this ultimate power,
and leave it to the mind
to dictate to the body
the intensity of it's pain?

Why is the heart,
mind and body seen as a whole,
when the truth is that
I cannot love without my soul?
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 490
Tomorrow Never Comes
Postponing loving,
always leaving time
for loved ones till
tomorrow, but
Tomorrow never comes.
Procrastinating,
delaying your emotions,
holding back till
tomorrow, but
Tomorrow never comes.
Slowing showing,
sharing your true self
with someone till
tomorrow, but
Tomorrow never comes.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 668
In Times Apart
Make haste wind!
Carry my voice to my lover
so he may hear my sweet whisper
in times we spend apart.

Brush along his cheek wind,
and leave my lingering kisses.
Let him feel the warmth and
tenderness i hold deep inside.

Enfold him wind
as I would with my arms.
Let him smell my sweet scent
to still his longing heart.

Rustle through his hair wind,
as I would my fingertips.
Make him feel my presence
till I'm yet again at his side.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 455
Golden Landscape
Stretched out over golden landscape,
a heavy blanket of dark indigo
clouds painting the sky.
A glimpse of the towering grey city-scape,
my heart filled with sorrow
as nature softly starts to cry.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 373
Ode To Hell
Stuck in your web
of deceit and lies
hear the cries
of the long-forgotten.
Screaming a plea
to free them from
the chains they’re on -
their souls already rotten.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 319
Mr. Music Man
Hey Mr. Music man
Play me a melody
A sad song
For a loved one
To which I can sway
I’ll imagine his warm arms around my waist
The soft sweet
Feel of his cheek
As our heartbeats start to race
And we float around
The dance floor
To the rhythm
Of your love song
And we’ll lose ourselves
In each others arms
While we’re soaring.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 741
Maze Of My Mind
Misleading confusing thoughts
And ideas. Mixed emotions,
Muddled memories, scrambled
Colors turning to black
Nothing makes sense in this
Senseless whirlpool. Crying out!
A desperate attempt to escape
But it’s pulling and tugging
I'm slipping, i'm falling
I'm gone!
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 305
Suck It Up!
Has it ever occurred to you
That the world doesn’t dance to your tune.
That you are living a dream
Where everyone tells you what you want to hear.
Where you get exactly what you want.
Welcome to reality baby!
Take that smirk off your face,
Cause reality’s gonna hit hard.
You’re gonna fall at it’s feet
And beg it for mercy,
And maybe some day when you have
Been humbled,
When you have learned to be patient,
When you have earned some respect,
MAYBE then you’ll deserve better.
Cause right now you are getting
Exactly what you have coming to you.
**** it up!
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 439
Impact Of My Life
Like the winds leave a path of destruction
when they take their anger out on nature.
Like fire tears away at our forests,
leaving behind the stamp of strife.
Like water engulfs entire land masses,
in an attempt to still its all-consuming thirst.
Like the earth erodes and breaks and swallows.
Will this be the extent of the impact of my life?
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 356
Dear ...............
From the moment I met you, I’ve craved you.
I have hungered for your touch, for
your tender kiss, the fire of your
hands on my skin. For the taste of
you, your scent on my hands
your warmth on my cheeks. I have
felt you around me, heard your sweet
whisper. You are so real in these
moments, but as untouchable as a ghost.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 354
Untitled
Drawn in by the mirage
this, that used to be the subtle
divide between need and want.
Need has won the battle,
imprisoned every thought
in this all-consuming tunnel
of desire, eroding my soul.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 1.2k
The Journey
As you stand here alone
The winding road stretched before you
Say goodbye to your cozy home
Start the journey that will define you
Feel the excitement well up inside you
So much to experience, to take in
Come play, come learn,
The entire world as your teacher
Absorb that for which you yearn.

Each destination
Welcomes you with open arms and loving care
Friendships to be created and mended
Take the leap if you dare
The exhilaration that you share
This is your adventure, your journey
Experience the adrenaline rush
The exhaustion, confusion, laughter
The heartbeat of your first crush.

Explore the history
The cultures and languages that surround you
Unveil the lurking mystery
Of myths and country laws that govern you
The boundaries of independence and freedom too
Go ahead, make mistakes
You have to learn from those
Situations that bring you to your knees, to be humble
It directs you to the road you initially chose.

Then a second road appears
You become aware of a shared purpose
The merger of your hopes, your goals, your fears
Another meaning to life, a new compass.
Buy your ticket, enter the circus
Clowns and acrobats
Animals and trainers, the show’s a blast
Learn to juggle, to prioritize
Create memories of your present and past

Stop............ steal a quiet moment
Pull out that old, wrinkled map.
Look back at the road you have traveled
Gather your belongings, pack your bag
Take some time to recover from the jet lag
Close your eyes
No more time to lend
Rest in piece
This journey has finally come to an end.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 606
Bliss ...........
White shining sunlight through my bedroom window,
The warmth tugging at the sheets,
Turning to greet the morning, I'm aware of your shadow,
Your body, your lips, a good morning kiss.

Your manly scent enfolds me, your hot breath in my ear,
Safely tucked against your heaving chest,
Birdsong pulls us from our dreaming, hear
your soft sigh, your rough chin on my hair ......... bliss.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Nov 2013 · 1.5k
World of Fantasy
Dancing on leaves of flowers.
Swimming down water so clear.
Sleeping in cracks of an oak-tree.
Dreaming of things so dear.

Clutching hands as we jump off a mountain.
Getting lost in a maze of love.
Watch the display as we’re kissing.
Flying high on the wings of a dove.

Hide-and-go seek in the forest.
Whispers of words in secrecy.
This is the world I’ve imagined.
Our world of pure fantasy.

Chasing after blueberry fairies.
Wearing their wings on our backs.
Swooping through thistledown fields.
Making up for the things you lack.

Building sandcastles by the river.
Drinking dew from a redrose leaf.
Cuddling at a warm, cozy fire.
Creating memories in which to believe.

Eating white cream and strawberries.
Laughing at elves in a tree.
This is the world I’ve imagined.
My world of pure fantasy.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
I WISH I COULD WRITE YOU A POEM,
TO THE LIKENESS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.

I WISH YOU COULD SHARE MY PASSION,
AS I PUT MY PEN TO PAPER.

I WISH YOU COULD READ MY THOUGHTS,
AND MAKE ALL MY DOUBTS DISAPPEAR.

I WISH YOU COULD SEE THROUGH MY HEART,
SO YOU'D KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU DEAR.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 442
The Missing Piece
Silently I sink into loneliness. An
age-old cycle finds its way back
into my life. The thought of
“us” returning to “me” causes tears
to flood my heart. A sinking
feeling jerks me to fall. I pick up
the pieces of “me” lying in a dusty
old cupboard. Slowly I wipe off
years of hurting. I restore my soul.
And I’ve built the puzzle halfway
through. But one piece is missing
YOU!
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 592
Breathe .........
Breathe in...... inhale the love of your loved ones, the sorrow and the loss, the laughter and the joy, the anger and the hurt, the silence..................

Laugh, laugh out loud............ laugh at the mime, at someone else’s expense, at someone else’s sorrow...................

Cry, cry your heart out........... at the violence and the crime, the hurt, the joy, at the loss you feel for selling your soul, cry out for forgiveness....................

Breathe out......... exhale, let go of your old life, your negativity, judgement, your self-righteous ego, the mess you’ve become..........

Then........... breathe in the LOVE.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 391
What Do You See?
Look into my eyes, do you see me?
Do you really see ME?
Do you feel my passion, my fire?
Can you feel it burning inside you?
Do you feel my sorrow? Cry!
Hear me cry out to you.
Do you understand me?
Can you understand where I’m coming from?
Do you see the good in me?
Can you forgive all the wrong?
Look past the confusion
Past the facade, to my inner being.
Strip away this empty encasing.
Capture and love the real person you’re seeing.
Enfold me.
Hold me.
Save me from this cruel reality.
Look beyond this material existence.
In my eyes you’ll find the clarity
You’ve yearned for.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 706
Missing You
I scream. A lonely crown surrounding me,
but no one hears my struggle
to break free, free from
missing you.

The drumbeats of my heart
sends a heartache, only I can feel
all because . . .
I’m missing you.

‘My lips two blushing pilgrims’,
but my blushing, it shows on
the outside, when I’m caught
missing you.

Parted for a brief moment,
and I get lightheaded with a
feeling of desire, and . . .
I’m missing you.

Sweaty palms and racing heart.
Is this really true love?
It must be when the whole time I realize:
I’m missing you!
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
why did he cause me to fall?
Brokenhearted I’m standing here,
I try to cry, but there’s no tear.

My mind's a blur and all is lost,
I didn’t know this’d be the cost.
All twirls around, I’m in a daze.
My eyes a blur, my love a haze.

My feet are lost, my heart is dead.
Within his words I was misled.
So mirror, mirror on the wall.
Help me up, please hear my call.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 404
Image
My eyes saw a shadow of
you. I created my own image
in which good and wrong
cannot be distinguished. For a
brief moment that image
brought Happiness and
Contentment such as I have
never known. My soul was
captured by the light of Peace
And in that second of
fulfillment I became a whole
person again. My heart
overflowed with an unknown
passion and then . . .
My eyes saw an image of you,
but that image was a lie.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 704
Full Moon
Her whitening light
Makes nights worth while.
Her glow comforts my soul.
And in that light
A teasing secret
No human can unfold.
In treasure chest she gently
Keeps, my every hope and dream.
And every night my secret lies
In softcast silver beam
She’s cast her light upon my life,
And shone away my tears.
Brought joy and love and peace such as
I’ve never known in years.
Tonight I yet discover
Her long-lived life to be
A quest to find a lover,
My soul mate fit to be.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
I can’t control the drum, my heart
Whenever you are near.
And when you feel that drum, my heart
You whisper in my ear.

Is not for me your drum, my heart
Beats so much of fear?
‘Tis not of fear it beats, my heart
But loving you so dear.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 857
Cleansing Rain
Silently the droplets fall,as I lie in my bed.
Instead of being fast asleep,
I lie here feeling dead.

But as the rain increases speed,
my cheeks are washed with tears.
The droplets get entwined somehow
to wash away my fears.

Softly, gently, the peaceful sleep,
makes its way to me.
I wake with newfound joy,
peace, love and . . . me
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 536
Some Thoughts
How do you define life?

Oxygen? Breath? Or does life entail adventure, danger, adrenaline rush? Do you need to cheat death to feel alive? Or do you just pinch yourself from time to time for some reassurance? What does it mean to be alive? Why does it take near-death experiences to make us appreciate the life we have been given?

Wake up, take a breath, say thank you for life. Give thanks for the many gifts and blessings you have been given.

Stop comparing yourself to others. Their goals are not yours. Their lives not yours to live. Turn inward, find life within yourself. You are alive you are the most important aspect of your life. Take care of yourself, then take care of those around you. You are your own best teacher.

Take notes out of others’ experiences, but learn the lesson for yourself. Take risks. If you don’t try you will never know. Look your fear in the eye. Make it your friend, take it by the hand and have some fun together. You’ll both be surprised of what life has to offer.

Laugh. If you can’t find anything to laugh about, laugh at yourself.

You are your own worst critic. Give yourself some slack. Look yourself in the eye and tell that ***** to give it a rest. Then, smile and take each day as it comes. Congratulate yourself on a job well done. As long as you live up to your own standards, it’s good enough. ***** the rest.

Then, breathe .................................
Oct 2013 · 675
Vulnerable People
As unpersonal rain
floods my whole existence
and my eyes can not hold back:
I dwell upon myself to see
a whole new being in you.
A fatal image of us both
reminds me of a cold winter
and a mirage on a hot summer's day.
Caught in a flash of another
world where we became one.
And the noise is overwhelming.
it tears us apart, we are left
standing . . . .
and we are two vulnerable
people in an unknown world.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 572
Promise Of A New Day
As the promise of a new
day awakes me, and the
sounds of a longforgotten
note fills my head,
I remember:

We were strangers, not
knowing what lay ahead.
Our love made us blind.
We had painful memories
and hurting dreams. But
the note in my head fills the
hole in my heart your
passing left.

And I rise with the
promise of a new day.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Always turn your face to the sun
as the clouds roll in like thunder.
Feel its rays on your skin,
rising courage from within,
That no man can put asunder.

Always turn your face to the sun
as it simmers over the horizon,    
Feel its rays on your skin,
broiling hope from within,
standing tall in the arms of Orion.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 1.4k
Twin Flame
All my life I've felt like an outsider,
never quite fitting in,
when would my life begin?

My soul on an endless journey,
constantly searching,
forever longing.

Till I noticed you
from across the room,
my life finally begun
when I found The One.

My heart found a home in you,
my soul stopped racing, finally at rest.
Now you've turned your back on our love,
my world crashing down since the second you left.

But I'm not moving on now that I've found you.
My soul back to its longing and missing, no longer searching.
just a little lost, just a little broken.
I will wait forever for your arms to re-open.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 912
Going Out Of My Mind
Sitting here going out of my mind
where are you now, what are you doing
who are you thinking of, who are you missing?

Do you think of me when you kiss her?
Has she occupied my place in your heart yet,
Is she the one now sharing your bed?

I'm going crazy, my mind an endless maze,
my thoughts never ending, my heart never mending.
These ticking, blurring seconds turned to days,
my soul constantly pacing,  my heart never stops racing.

I miss you!
I need you!

I'm going crazy, my mind an endless maze,
my thoughts never ending, my heart never mending.
These ticking, blurring seconds turned to days,
my soul constantly pacing,  my heart never stops racing.

My mouth wants to taste yours, my arms want to hold you,
my eyes miss meeting yours, my heart needs your love too!

Sitting here going out of my mind . . .
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.
Oct 2013 · 1.0k
Closing My Eyes
I don't want to close my eyes my love
for when I do I see your soul
illuminated by the sun
transparent, open and loving.
My last memory of you before
you walked out of my life,
before you put up your walls again,
before you shut the door.

I don't want to close my eyes my love
for when I do I see your love
and I feel every emotion I felt
on that perfect day.
Every way you made me feel free
before you forced my heart
to be locked away in this cage.

I don't want to close my eyes my love
for when I do I see you in front of me
so vivid, so real that I reach out
to hold you in my arms again,
to tell you I love you,
but then you disappear
the way you've disappeared from my
life so suddenly.

Closing my eyes used to lift me up into dreams of our future.
Now it crushes me on the cold floor of reality.
© Annilda Esterhuysen. All rights reserved.

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