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 May 2017
Blackheat deShanti
windmills churn,
the ocean blue-
my love is sweet
and so are you
 May 2017
Blackheat deShanti
if these walls speak,
they will tell of silent tears,
cried when you are at work
the heart-rending pain of a cheating partner
 May 2017
Blackheat deShanti
lustrous sky
framed by my window
master brush-strokes
Sun kisses Cloud
 May 2017
Blackheat deShanti
You made me feel unwanted
by all the things you did not say,
a simple goodnight, how was your day?
sometimes silence can break one down. say something!!!!!
 May 2017
Blackheat deShanti
fade to black-
when all is sore.
fade to black,
renew the core!
I like to think of poetry as a warm burrow I wriggle into when I go through painful emotions. My space, where I redefine myself.
 May 2017
Blackheat deShanti
I love my *******
One, slightly bigger than the other
I could not live without them!

All my love to all the women
saved by mastectomies,

Sisters, allow me,
to sip,
at the well of your Courage.
Dedicated to all the strong beautiful women who are living pockets of love and strength who have lost their ******* through mastectomy.
Everywhere you go,
Here i am Facebook,YouTube, and Twitter
Is me this and that.
So here we go ,

What is social?  mmmm you understand it better,
so will i be wrong if i say  SOCIAL  means SO SHY?
So shy to express in mouth...
Then YouTube? nice you correct.
And i think is YOU  TABE.

So FACEBOOK? Yeah you right
In my book is FACE BLOCK.
You always block people to see your face by nodding your head down.

All the answers was based on how we use social medias.
They are very helpful in a way that i cannot talk to my room wall
But FACEBOOK is the only place where it's acceptable to talk to a  wall.
It is very good to socialize,not to sacrifies our sleep.
Too much time on social medias IS NOT GOOD!!!
The focus should be on how to be SOCIAL,not on how to SOCIAL,
One day  YOUtube,TWITter and FACEbook will combine and be called
YOUtwitFACE
Better be safe than sorry!!
Avoid being ashamed...
thanxxx for being my follower by reading this!!!!!!
What I thought things will be before I met you?
I thought am lost,
I thought I left all alone...
I lost faith in love
But you made me believe that the is always a way for broken hearts.

When I first  saw you..
I glanced on you as if it was superglue that holds our eyes,
Truth is it wasn't superglue
It was just super you.
Handsome of mine.
You are my all in one package..
I found something inside of you I thought I will never find..
Handsome of mine...handsome of mine...
Bravo babe...you handsome.
Handsome of mine.
Creator creates men
Then men creates problem
Did you notice that all of our problems begin with men?
Men-tal Anxiety
Men-tal   Breakdown
Men-strual cramps
Men-opause
Where the is a men the is a problem
The is a problem where the is man!!!
 May 2017
Realeboga M
Somebody save me,
Before I pull my walls up and before my pride takes over.
I'm in need of saving.

Usually I'm not one for these humble words,
I'd rather ramble, stutter and diverse the topic
Throwing jokes in mid air for you to catch and forget the situation
Only to quickly build walls and listen to my inner demons telling me that I'm alright and that they'll save me.

Somebody save me
Because who I was is not who I am
And that's terrifying,
It's petrifying
And I can't help but shake.

Okay stop.
Truth is right now as we speak, I'm building walls.
Regretting every word that utters,
My inner demons are telling me to stop, they are telling me that I'm fine.
That these thoughts are just non existent.

And trust me I want to believe that.
I want to be able to follow their instructions,
Because truth be told they are the greatest distractions.
But these subliminal thoughts are killing me,
Taking away everything that defines who I am.

I don't know what to do.
'Talk', they say.
' I do' believe me I do.
But talking does not help when they don't listen and try to understand.
I am on the verge of losing myself.
And I keep talking, talking but they keep brushing me away.

"It'll get better, it's all in your head", they say.
Sometimes to be spontaneous they throw half heated "sorry" or "Wow, I never knew", but they did.

Somebody save me.
Because my inner demons are fighting my subliminal demons and it's tearing me to pieces.
One minute I know I'm not okay and the next I say I am.
A few seconds later I'm ****** up and I want to cry and the next my own tears make me feel awkward because I'm okay.

I'm afraid of going home.
The thought is bitter,
It makes me sour.
My inner demons say that it's because I'm a city kid it's a phase feeling.
My subliminal demons tell me , I have not accepted and therefore I'm haunted by what is not home.

I'm afraid of being alone.
Sure my inner demons are on high alert.
They make sure that I am distracted.
That I'm always busy, fiddling, reading,  something.
But the minute I zone out,
Like now, I don't breathe, I Witness my pain,
I feel it.
I'm not alright.
But thankfully just like now. My inner demons take those thoughts away.

Nobody save me.
I'm alright
Finally over writers block. I think
 Apr 2017
Mari-Elle
He fell in love with a walking hurricane
Putting a face to heartache as a name
She had a war going on inside her brain
She never knew that he'd love her all the same

'Cause fractured pieces
Can still make art
And wine will never cure a mistake
But choker chains
Made out of self restraints
Were worn by this runaway train

She was a runaway train
 Apr 2017
Mari-Elle
Why is it strange?

Well it's the feeling of happy hopelessness
It's acceptance of the end of all ends
And the beginning of goodbye

They told you not to wear it
Your mascara runs like free children
In abundance
It tells them all how much you dread the leaving

Walking away
Is easier when you're convinced
You're walking towards something better

But darling how could you not see
That you just walked away
From the best.
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