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 Mar 2018
Siphumelele
Your vulnerability is so transparent i'm left with no option but to comprehend the authenticity that lies amongst these fragile words.
I'm tripping over anger, flaws and pain, in between your words I swear to God healing has not yet come. "There's a difference between running and trying to put something behind you".
It will hurt until it doesn't, it has torn you apart, but slowly you will realize the wound has scarred over. Wait for that moment, it will come.
I have never felt so broken at the sight of your words.
A human capable of calming each diabolical thought within you has seen life inside you and decided to crush you emotionally.
I won't go back and 4th about how she weighed her happiness over yours within split seconds,
love doesn't exist in doubt.
You jump in not knowing if you might be caught or left to be comforted by the cold floor.
I understood the cracks and the pauses in each sentence typed.
Emotional vulnerability deserves sacred warmth from the one you least expect to hurt you.
it will take time.
Public humiliation can't be forgiven and forgotten but the heart you've introduced me to has the strength to forgive.
No one is asking you to let go, there's no set time to do that.
The only thing that your surrounding wants you to do is not die in the process of wanting to forget.
Hatred has the ability of **** all traces of peace that exists from within.
The wounds are real!!
make sure you don't put a bandage over wounds that need nurture and time to heal because you'll see pain seeping through as a constant reminder that you quickened the healing process.
Yes words can make the pain go away,
but the moments shared will come rushing in different directions wanting to be remembered all at once.
Every song, picture, letter or scent that triggers her existence will unfairly want to overwhelm you.
Life is unfair, but don't bury yourself under all that pain...
#ALetter2MyFriend
#Healing
#Support
#This2ShallPass
 Mar 2018
Siphumelele
!
Cover me
   Have
my
Back!
For once show me loyalty without asking hesitation and doubt for confirmation.
Can i look you dead in the eyes and feel safe?
I'm not at home with you!
I'm wandering with no direction but can feel your fingers interlocking mine.
I don't mind the lies.
The cheating has become a norm.
The scars you left have rearranged my physical appearance completely.
That's all on me!
I allowed it to get that far,
I endured the pain instead of walking away.
What's on you
Is the broken girl caged in the corners of her mind waging war with her fury
You created that monster and now you can't bare the sight of her.
#IndescribablePain
 Mar 2018
Raquie
Disrespect
Is served best
COLD
Unless you want to leave a burn
Then put desire in her heart,
Lust in her eyes,
&
Do as he did to her

                       *

The sky's been white for a while
The wind's cold like trauma
First little flakes
Then in abundance
The snow falls with grace

Kinda sounds like us
Our love had me way up
When the sun was shining
I felt Irie  
But I noticed the leaves changing
Witnessed the rain & then the downpour came for me

All these doubts of mine confirmed
Didn't listen to what I knew
Ignorant & Niave

          'you just made it easier for him to
              TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU'

& sometimes he did
most times I didn't mind it
forced myself to be submissive
{sips tea}
so I could bear the pain
so I could play this game

Shots to the face,
As this ***** taunts me,
but I just look hydrated

'So, you think that you're ****, so you think that you know?'
{sips tea}
Personally , yes & if channeled indeed
Really it's you full of toxicity
I bet you wish that you were me
Never would you admit it so I'll stay HUMBLE
Growing up & growing old, you are the latter

Weary, yes I'm tired of maltreatment of my soul
Abused by those, who think they know more than me
Teach me then elder, don't you manipulate me
If I'm supposedly niave , then what does that make thee?
I say, "Guilty"
If we are talking legally.
In other words, that's foul play.
{sips tea}
A thousand kisses, I still wish you could receive
But I'm a queen , we are of different classes
You can serve but you may not sit with me , you fool.

How merciful I am
To even let you live
How far I've come
...
Like a rose
I've grown
Beautiful
& now dangerous

A step up from the disrespected tulip
I was,
I was
Picked & prodded at
He-loves-me-notted with

Reconcile before you come for me,
THE FORGIVING
Oh, I shall not forget ; the painful bliss
*** appeal, that's what gave you all of me
Exodus, I must voyage to a higher freak-queen-see
So you can see the vision
But I'll be out of reach,
preserving me
 Mar 2018
The Guardian
Thou my path I walk is bright
Sometimes I seem to forget and walk in the delicate night.
Darkness used to follow my shadow,
But now I walk with pride for I have fallen below.

Thou my path I walk is bright
Sometimes I care not for my tomorrow,
Because today be the day I burry my deepest sorrow...
 Mar 2018
The Guardian
Why should you really strain my freedom?
Never prayed for much
Never wished for less
Why should my fellow sister do your chores?
You are always outdoors
While they wipe your ***** floors
Too lazy to work
You forced my fellow brother to labor
He totally left home and I lost a neighbor

Discriminated against
Pampered with racist insults my hand can’t prevent
Blood dropping with my instinct pulse
The feeling of power made you forget to respect yours adults
I waited on society for results
But In return I received a bag full of insults.

I ask why you should strain my freedom
Should I always stay silent?
While you keep on being as violent
Would my request be as granted?

All I ask for is freedom
Paradise stop
The sound from my furthers flop
Please unchain my Africans as you let them hop with joy
 Mar 2018
The Guardian
You should have cried when you still had the chance to,
You should have raised your voice as high to wake the black goons.

Black child the beautiful black pearl,
Never lose your root stay a good girl.

Never follow the pack for you might get lost in the mist of the night, stay natural and wait for the sun will shine as bright.

Black child the beautiful black pearl,
Never temper with your hair to pleas any man.

Rather than drawing your eyebrows, draw your shadow as dark, and let you confidence be on flick. Rather than applying expensive make-up, build your respect and self-love on a strong foundation. Rather than putting a high class weave on your head, let your mentality be of high grade.

Trust your reflection without looking on a mirror, because you are a template to a new era.

Black child the beautiful black pearl,
Never lose your root stay a good girl.
"trust in your reflection without looking at a mirror, because you are a template to a new era" poem inspired by perfection of inner beauty of a goddess
 Mar 2018
The Guardian
It's a fact not an opinion
An African within
Dark by skin
Its definitely not a sin
It's a start where I begin
 Mar 2018
Timon chukwuonu
The hate in me is dangerous
So as the love as faded away to any  man
The request for freedom and victory is like the end of a tragic old man dictionary
Stock in a old bar shelf fulled with 1958 bottles
The        hate.     In.       me.       is.        dangerous
The education of the mind is destroyed and my decision is given up
Dark lights as found me hold in a spot
In regards  of joy and happiness
All I really need as been destroyed as the axe hit against the woods by a strong woman full with passion in division of a trees height
Hate        in     me.      is.          dangerous
My body is broken and my baseline mind is without approval
As my mind Walk on  stones covered with roses like a king of England castle walls
My soul speaks out of shames and rejected saying “my happiness is my pain and my pain is the reason for my happiness.
Just as a souls walked round the four scales of the world with half coins in this pocket,
But ,all scales request a full coin in a grips of the other side to relax in  lighten darkness
So false
The emotions of my body couldn’t hear my soul, because
He was just drunk with a 1958 wine called “booths”
Am just wondering on his memories after the wine bottle.
 Mar 2018
Timon chukwuonu
Everything is going to be alright
Do you believe in my words
Or you just think am funny
I don't understand, why ?
You kept the secret between your heart
And forgot am in your heart
I know how you feels
What is on your mind?
Whats your needs?
But am not OK to fill out your needs
I can be whatever you want me to be but not a cheater and a criminal
I know, money will fall on you
don't think ,Davido knows the essential benefits of love
Lets learn to fall in love not fall with money
Because ,it will only bring confusions and sadness to us
One step at a time is the reason, we are still alive
But you will not like to be you !
Just acting so hard to believe love is inside of you
Times are like that, I don't love to be loved
But look at the bright side of life
Many people will die for you and you will not think of taking a bullet for them
All is money, All is flexible,
Nothing is rigid ,No trust ,no problem but
No money always problems ,
Why. I ask again and again !!
What is law without obey of money ?
Love,
 Mar 2018
Yata bionaka
bound by the singing whispers that didn't hum
and silent transition into sobbing tears
smearing sibilant sadness on such serenity.
we pretend a lot when the world is watching us....
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