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I didn't see it there!

the kitchen chair

You hit me in the living room

where there was so much space

a solid lounge

a coffee table made from oak

a television cabinet

protecting life's assets

but you hurled me

into the kitchen

with just one stroke

and I rolled laughing

until I hit the chair

that splintered fine pieces

of rough hewn stakes

into the air

that fell around me

like a cage

I didn't want to escape

but when a spine is broken

the only sound to make

is

a

sigh

It was a nice day to die
"What am I supposed to do
when the best part of me
is always
*you?"
In the moments before sleep
I lie awake in bed
Reminiscing
Some things are forgotten
Some things I wish I could,
but others are sweet
like chocolate kisses
placed upon ones lips.
I hear whispers from the trees,
telling me to close my eyes,
and sleep.
So with a final thought of my beau
I drift off into my dreams
of a future unlike the world
I've come to know.
What is the past?
A moment to be forgotten?
A moment to be shared?
I'd say either may be true,
Life is life and we take what we get.
It may not seem fair but it's true.
Things may not be perfect,
You might even call them horrid
But even so life is a gift to appreciate.
Memories can seem wrong,
But future can be changed.
When life may seem scary,
May even seem worthless,
The future will be there to catch you.
Stay alive, breathe again
Live with truth not with lies
The time will come
And the pain will finally disappear.
Have you ever had
this feeling that
your heart is about to burst?
So much joy is flowing
through you
that you just don’t know
what to do with yourself?
This feeling of bubbles
rising up from below
and cascading down
from above?
When you feel
all of your cells
humming the harmonious song
of the universe
sending rainbow shivers
up and down your spine?
That split second infinite moment when
the illusory veil of

separation

is …

That moment when you
just have to shout:
I LOVE YOU WORLD?
When you’re so insanely happy
just because you’re alive
and know your purpose
for being here?

And have you noticed
how these moments start to
S P R E A D ?

I’ve got it big time.
The Love Bug.


Jasmine, Amsterdam, March 27, 2014
Beware! It's contagious!
You gave me two
Yes! Your two *******!
And I suckled at will
Till my teeth got in the way
Parting me
From your protective *****
Against infant wills!

Patiently, you led me
Through my first tears
Through my first smiles
Through my first steps
Through my first words
Teaching me by example
To love, respect and trust!

No words can convey
The values you've bestowed
The sacrifices you've made
The pain you've endured
Your love, can no woman mimic
And though boys have become men
To you, a child I'll remain!*


© Raphael Uzor
Happy Morhers' Day mom! Love you to bits!!!
She can see her dreams
But cannot reach out to them
She is the bird in an open cage
With wounded wings.
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