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Mansa Aug 2016
Have you ever loved a friend?

Unbeknownst to him, waited for his words

To play havoc on your heart..



Have you ever loved a friend,

Laughed at all his silliest puns,

Cried for him your secret tears

And yet egged him on to touch the stars?



Have you ever loved a friend

Cherished his thoughts, worshipped his laughter,

Never daring to open your heart

Shared his wildest, craziest deeds?



Have you ever loved a friend

Who pried open all your secrets except one,

Silently loved him in all your lonely dreams

And yet let him free to love?



Have you ever loved a friend?

Unbeknownst to him, waited for his words

To play havoc on your heart..
Mansa May 2015
How do you die
Inch by inch
Cell by cell.
Do your atoms crash and burn
That being scientifically impossible.

It is not physically dying, I know
Just your being ceasing to be.
It is when that thing deep in your soul
Whose voice lifts your day
It is when the voice stops its song
That you notice you are no longer you
Just a shadow where you used to be.

Your dreams are ashes blown in the wind
Your tears are rivers you cried dry
You have left behind that shell
Of faith, and things that loved.
Mansa May 2015
words fall
like ashes from cigarettes
and i am left
wanting for more.
there's this despondency
this hint of madness in me,
when you, with that wistful nod,
refuse to let me in.

and i wait again,
for the sun to melt
my frozen world.
i think i understand
why you cannot open these doors,
the way you understand
what lies beyond mine.

and there will be days
it won't rain
when the wind will
no longer howl
there will be days
with no poetry
or the fire of
all-consuming desire.

do let go then,
and tell me of your dreams
as i lie beside you
in wide open fields
and let me weave in stars
again, in our forgotten skies.

— The End —