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I love pencils
Every tiny stroke tells a story
But never shares the glory
We are nothing but pencils
We are the clay, He is the potter
Just when I thought
I was the worst scriber there is
One line from you changed everything
You made me a believer again
I can never forget those words
"The world needs to breathe
The soothing air your wonderful words provide"
I almost jumped out of myself in excitement
When I heard you say that
Your heart is beautiful
The sweetest thing I have known and seen
Your words can make a dry bone live again
Thank you for bringing me back to life
You are God's precious gift to me
To my friend Ame Agami. Thank you!
When I fell
Nobody thought I did
Because I picked something
On my way up
There's no space between us
I feel such a great force
Binding us together
Like a cord that can't be broken
Hold my hands my lady
Let's go on a journey
To a city full of love and passion
No distraction
You're my one desire
You take me higher
Every thought of you sets me on fire
Can't retire
You have a home in my heart
A song in my mouth
What a joy that wells within me
When I think about you
Like a seed I was sown
In a soil deep and dark
hopeless and helpless
Like a prisoner in a dungeon
At the mercy of the guard
Keep me or discard me
My fate uncertain
Till the day of harvest
Alone in the midst of fellow inmates
Sentenced for life
Observing their state
A tiny hope filtered into ribs
Fed via a tiny hose
My only source of strenght
I slept in darkness
And rose in darkness
Counting my pulses
Hoping one day to see my kind
But like the plumule
I had just one target - the exterior
Waiting impatiently for the set time
Suddenly I heard a sound
The prison gate thrown wide open
But still I couldn't get out
From the other side I heard a deep voice
'At the count of three, push'
'One... two... three'
Whoever did the pushing I knew not
All I knew was that I was out at last
Though in the hands of the commander
But that bothered me no bit
After all for the first time
My innocent eyes saw the light
Tears followed a path down my cheek
I'm sure they wondered why I wept
Tears of joy of course
If only they knew my ordeal
These uncertain weeks
In my quiet heart I whispered
Free at last!
Also subtitled, the lamentation of the unborn.
Voices in my head
Beckoning on me to wed
The me I left and fled
Far east in tears
Till months turned to years
And outgrew my old wears

Be still my soul
To never look back, my goal
Till my life is whole
Shout all you want
To be one with you I can't
It's not easy but I have learnt
She wears a mask - a multi task
Living in two worlds, what a life!
In the spotlight, flashligts
In the closet, torch lights
She cries at night and smiles in the light
But none can feel the pain she feels deep inside, so sad!
She hides her shame, lives In fame
And bears a name that no one knows
She sobs right behind a smiling mask
But none can see
She lives alone in a world full of pains and emptiness
With no real friends
The more she tries to hide the tears from falling
The more she dies within
She's just a perfect lie
And hides behind a smile
But deep inside she cries
But none can hear her

— The End —