Sarah Salako Jul 16

i love you,
i truly do.

i love your eyes as they gaze down at me i see my reflection in your stare,
i see you see me.

your lips as they caress my name lovingly falling from you,
i revel in the moment.

your touch.
how it ignites my heart sending it racing trying to burst from my chest.
an answer to your call.

how i love you,
i truly do.

love is complex and simple.
Sarah Salako Jul 16

it's so easy to lose yourself when surrounded by people,

unable to truly express yourself and how you feel,

stretching out your hand but no one grabs hold,

they do.

haven't written a poem for months. Was lost now I am found
Sarah Salako May 12

what do you do when you feel stuck in a bubble?
your voice is muffled along with your cries,

this bubble of mine lets things in but is adamant against letting anything out,
so my space is filled; crowded; overflowing and completely overtaken by everyone- but me,
i reserved a spot for myself in the furthest corner of my mind,
put my body on auto and just... watch

i burn numb.

heated and unfeeling.

i'm alive

i'm the living dead.
and now i'm withering away

Sarah Salako Mar 3

i hid behind a mask everyday,
my true emotions unseen,
i smile at you with crying eyes,
but you could never notice that.

after all these years my mask started to fade,
that porcelain smile turned to dust and blew far far away,
...fear all now on full display.
what about your happiness?
it flew away.

Sarah Salako Feb 14

before i sleep swear to visit my dreams,
whisper broken promises up on my lips let me inhale the poisoned fumes,
i won't stop you,
i will love you,
i will become blind to the lies,
unfeeling to the ties that bind my soul to yours,
you stole my heart,
and refused to give me yours.

Inspired by one of the poems on the LEMONADE album. Hope you like it.
Sarah Salako Jan 17

i see the world in her eyes,
she is mother earth,
her skin the colour of the richest earth bringing forth a plentiful harvest,
her limbs long; beautiful and they flow like the waves calm and graceful but capable,
her hips wide bearing the greatest fruit; you; me and what shall be,
her feet are rooted strong and steady,
from her lips come the gentle winds or the thunderous storms.
mother nature in all her wonders

this poem is inspired by some imagery by Sara Golish.
Sarah Salako Jan 12

allow our minds to collide in a kaleidoscope of thoughts,
fear and love intertwined like overgrown ivy vines racing to the moon arms stretched out grabbing at the beams bursting.
peacefully we lay here in our own silence.

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