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Nov 2019 · 513
Perhaps
tompoet rwanda Nov 2019
Perhaps you introduced me to your mind.
Perhaps you came into my life,
perhaps we became friends
and I loved it.
          
perhaps you listened.
perhaps I still see your smile.
perhaps I dreamt about you
and it was awesome.

perhaps we touched
and your touch left me some happiness.
perhaps we hugged
and your hug made me relieve.
                          
perhaps you sung for me
in your cheesy voice.
perhaps you made my nights and days
and It felt great.

perhaps I learnt when to say sorry
perhaps you are still beautiful
perhaps we can talk.
                                  
Perhaps you made me love again.
perhaps you are happy.
and perhaps,
I am
alive.

-tompoet
Jul 2019 · 240
Last Words
tompoet rwanda Jul 2019
maybe i am doing this wrong
but you have to love me back.

I met you on sunday
on my way to church
I was happy and fine
and when i saw you
my mounth paused
my recent thoughts closed
my mind dissapeared
until  the time you faded.

I held in church
and when the choir started singing
I started thinking
about you
how your beautiful eyes looked me
how your natural black skin made my eyes stuck
how your smile destroyed my mind in seconds
and how i will see u again.

maybe i am doing this wrong
but you have to love me back.

I spent my whole day thinking about you
in my dreams and slumber it was you
more than thirty nights thinking about you
those chats and phone calls in bed
and outside the bed with you
no seen
no late replies
because i needed you
don't tell me that u didn't value that.

maybe i am doing this wrong
but you have to love me back.

all those days i cared about you
those birthday parties i made for you
the smiles and dimples,
I made them grow on your face
the gifts and poems
I made you swing and dance.

don't tell me that you didn't value that.

maybe i am doing this wrong
but you have to love me back

you committed three crimes
One,
you hacked the password to login to the acount of my love
Two,
you stole my whole love
Three
you immersed deeper in my mind.

you made me feel you on every single breath i make
in the morning.

maybe i am doing this wrong
but you have to love me back

I don't care if you love me
I don't care if you understand me
I don't care if you lie to me
or if you wanna go away from me
I don't care what you think
what I know is that
you are the reason that makes me
feel that i am still alive.

maybe I am doing this wrong
but you have to love me back

love me back
love me back
love me back
love me back
love me back

because if you don't...
shshhhhh
[Suffocating]
Jun 2019 · 806
unvoiced feeling No14
tompoet rwanda Jun 2019
I am fighting the inner self
i can only fell the smell of devils
I hold my breath
on the tip of my tongue
and pause its rhythm
out there in a grief
that causes my body to shiver
and shake abruptly
as my voice vanishes
like baby teeth.
I am fighting the inner self
with much sorrow and pain
i wish for a save
but what's coming is rain
GOD please listen
and help me
break these chains.
May 2019 · 216
lost
tompoet rwanda May 2019
what do i have to say
in this puzzled situation
what do i have to do
if it is destroying my ambition
what do i have to tell
people around me
if they keep asking me what's wrong
if the same question is becoming a greeting
for all the passerby and all human around me
what do i have to tell them
should i lie them
should i tell them that i am ok and fine
should i sit there stoically
pretending not to speak out about my problems
even when they trying bang my head
almost bursting

even when i'm alone in my room
and all i can do is crying
until my tears smear on my cheeks and
front surface of my pillow

i believe that speaking out can help
but i just lost the power to execute
my senses are telling me not to trust anyone
my eyes are only picturing evil things
my thoughts have drowned in negativity
all i can think about is commiting suicide.

i have a family that loves me
i have bestfriends that care about me
i have a sweat lover who promised to
stay by my side
but now i don't need anyone
i just wanna be alone
its all i think it can help
i just feel that i don't wanna live in this lousy world
and all the peoples are becoming annoying to me
i don't even wanna think about them.
Apr 2019 · 928
so did i
tompoet rwanda Apr 2019
so did i
break your heart,
so did i
say something bad,
so did i
let you down,
or i was just not
enough for you?
Feb 2019 · 251
belinda
tompoet rwanda Feb 2019
belinda

what can i be able to say?
where should i be stable
and lay
and describe this bae?
my mind is ready
so let me rhyme about this lady

her black elegant eyes
can only make her see
the world as a beautiful place

her brownish black natural skin
cannot make her mind spin
it only makes her voice sound
like vibrant violin
and always make her win.

her natural beauty
with very brilliant face
makes her get ready to embrace
her grace
and know how to reach her
desired place.

behind her smile
there is a kindness style

and when her mind dissapears
her heart make it re-appears

she's not dorinda
or a daughter of chlorinda
her beautiful name is belinda.
Feb 2019 · 446
ode to big girl
tompoet rwanda Feb 2019
i know the world
will call you names
that maybe shatters your self-esteem

because you are
a big girl or fat girl
but it doesn't mean
you have big walls
around you

do not mistake your fatness
for kindness
or loneliness
or knowless
or elegance

you are beautiful
believe it
and be confident about it

know that you deserve better
a lover who cares
nice clothes to wear
right to go anywhere
so you don't have to tear
yourself up
because that's unfair

remember you've created in image of God
just go after your dreams
and remember that
you were born to build.
Jan 2019 · 189
if it happens
tompoet rwanda Jan 2019
if you leave me alone,one day
and your mind takes another way
your heart reminds you not to delay
and your feet tells you not to stay,
i don't know what i will say
maybe i will scream like yebabaweee

if you ever push me away
and you opt to run away
my eyes will become a river of much tears
and they will stack where they will smear
your beatiful words will never leave my ears
i will fell my spine cracking like gears
and my arms will be shivering with fear.

if our ways turn black
and our relationship seems no coming back
our memories will never leave my mind
such beautiful symphonies of super kind
they'll never be blown in me with wind
because
you have immersed deeper in the entire me
i will have no chance to stop
the lovely you
over
the haunted me.
Jan 2019 · 177
unvoiced feeling no4
tompoet rwanda Jan 2019
I am circled with awesome seeming symphonies
L ying my mind that nothing's special
O wing my heart an apology for these feelings
V ery hard to stop these
E mpty beautiful nothings
Y awning,overthinking,loosing sleep
O h God plz make me have some strength
U hmm strength,power and confidence.
Dec 2018 · 267
left
tompoet rwanda Dec 2018
If what i loved
Was loving you,

If what i wanted was only you

If all my pretedings was for
You to love me back

If my hands were there only to
Touch you

If my ways became lousy
Fighting for you

If you were the only light in my
Puzzled paths

If my thoughts were always about you

If only you knew my stealths

If the kind you, made me fall in deeper
And immerse yourself in my veins

Then,

Why did you leave me?
Dec 2018 · 209
only you
tompoet rwanda Dec 2018
And my feelings are here only
To Feel your hearbeat
body only to be with you
hands only to touch you
Voice only to talk to you
Eyes only to stare at you
Arms only to hold you
Words only to make you happy
I'm here for only you.
Nov 2018 · 190
when?
tompoet rwanda Nov 2018
When did  all crumble?

When did relationship became
A gamble?

When did all snuggles
Became struggles?

And  those cuddles
Became pain bundles,

And those kisses
Became awful hisses,

The better caring
Became the bitter missing

When did depression take
The stage?

And Anxiety dance with
epic courage,

When did Sorrow croans trying to hide
its savageness,

And Loneliness lavitate freely
like
An eroded bird from its cage,

When did your break up became
A make up?
Nov 2018 · 216
If the day
tompoet rwanda Nov 2018
If the day seems
A longing
A wish for the sun to shine
A throat to deal with red wine
A prayer for God to make
This day not be your deadline.

Sighs,
Breathings,
Or maybe suffocatings
Might feel the place

If the day seems
A crying
The time is running
And your toughts are escalating
From your inner they are
Smearing on your face
As they harden your skin
And pervade your way.

Whatever the day seems to you
It is another day
Another battle,
Another sad day
Remember!
Another happy and fun day
Remember.
Oct 2018 · 228
Moving on
tompoet rwanda Oct 2018
Loving her was like
Being in headphones
Listen to your brand new and
Favorite cheesy song
Full of her dulcet words
And melisonant melody
I grokked nothing

I used to fell my heart
Wandering in fantasy place
My spirit lavitating in paradize sky
Of her thoughts
Squinting a pierced glance
With pleasure and admiration
Of her love

I felt like she had made for me
I used to eye her in
My dreams
Together flying with wings
diving in daisy full of drainage
In form of the clouds
Smiling like bitten eggplants on top
I thought she was my answer
Until she comes and
Take them away from
My poor pate
And threw them away in horizon
Loneliness was the only mate
She left me with.

Now i have a backpack full of
sorrow and pain
A bottle on the left side sac full
Of her lies and promises
Inside there is a book of our memories
Hanging with all staffs we did together
And a wax match in left back pocket of my jeans
And a black shovel in my right hand
I need to burn them all to ashes
And dig a long hole
And bury them painstakingly
To make sure they never haunt in
My mind

Cause i've realized
Maybe i need to love myself
First
Before learning how to
unlove the immersing her
And make her my sturdy confinement
So i have to follow my heart
And put the rest in God hands
Cause i know my God
Always win.
Sep 2018 · 217
When it gets cold
tompoet rwanda Sep 2018
"When it gets cold"

When heart gets cold
Your thoughts pretend to be sold
And you try to espy what you've told
But unfortunately you can't afford
Because your mind gets unbold

And you can only hyperventilate
No more love feelings,you only hate
And your darkned soul try to migrate
In search for a better mate
And you glow heat across your pate

When heart gets cold
An aroma of hell is well detected
And your eyes turns scarlet and affected
Your skin glows awful goosebumps
Unexpected
And you glow an evelish glance,

You'll always be incredulous
Until your heart gets cold
Where every hilarious thing will turn odd
And only your ink pen will be hold
And that is when you'll start writing.
#love #heart #depression #poetry
Aug 2018 · 234
Love don't care
tompoet rwanda Aug 2018
Why my thoughts are again
Being redirected to her

Why incuring myself into a dagger
That once stabbed me in back

Why haunted for someone who
Doesn't even care

Why falling for someone
Who doesn't deserve my love

It seems like
I'm in a swith darkness
That looks like a daylight

Why my mind realise all this
And still don't let it go.
Aug 2018 · 276
Love?
tompoet rwanda Aug 2018
If love do exist
Why not showing up?

Is it because it is blind
Or its actions are stealths?

Is love unique
Or its a kind of department?

If so
Then why not sending us
Its children?
Maybe it is dumb!

Where the hell is love?
Aug 2018 · 183
Broken
tompoet rwanda Aug 2018
Just a save of caramity
A dagger for serenity
A crush for the hatred mentality
A bribe for my ability
Diminishing my ample capacity
Breaking my desired apology.

Dark reddish,my eyes glowed
An avalanche on me just snowed
My insecurities are awakened
Like i'm being hypnotized
I don't even know how it started.

Just a fake love with gluesome acids
A sturdy liar with much pretendings
Drowned me into beautiful seemed longings
And left me with grieved feelings
Now there's no more cuddles and soothings
Until my shallow heart
eye a night of elegant lightenings.
Jul 2018 · 220
Dreamer
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
a wilting rose with dried petals
waiting for spring
to bloom

a starving homeless girl
graduated but contending for
a well paying job
willing to soothe his mother
and her siblings

a stranded grass blanket
with black aged fabrics
covers her cold body
laying on snithed pieces of box

a moon tending to shine
without sun
wishing a brimming light
from galaxy

a perplexed strong wish
from virtious hope
Based on True story
Jul 2018 · 291
The salvation
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
smile boy ,smile
raise your hand and praise
for your intimacy to jesus
brighten your life like
you're soul mate with him
for his love
you better have to long
no solitude,no sorrow
No sound of despair
because he cherish all of them
in his name
you've been wallowing in
the valley of sins
no thaughts of forgiveness
full of wrath and resentment
like a bank without guards
like a broken heart without the easer
now he has replaced them with joy
and a feeling of ecstacy
it's your time boy,
grab your bible and listen to his  voice
no more crying,
only feelings of his power,
from now till the end of your journey
it's time for your hallelujah.
Jul 2018 · 339
Alone in my city
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
"Alone in my city"

It is a silent night
I'm Standing out here on a reddish black lavander,
I'm Lonely and lights are creepy bimming,
The pleasant breeze of Gikondo
Are smelling like blossoming roses,
And i glance at the scattered
Low glimming lights of Nyamirambo,
And eye a surreal joyful avalanche.

I grab my phone and start swinging
around the front balcony,
recording my voice singing one of dualipa's songs,
My voice sounds ridiculous
and i hate it,maybe i have
to train it out In the rain.

And i'm Longing to dance like no one is watching,
Because nobody's around for me,
It makes me feel bored and anxious,
And i can't help but lock all the doors
And every familiar window,
my white short,brownish black jumper
and dark red nike sketchers are ready
i need to step out for a while,
And have an ounce wander down my city.

Hot teens of my age are here,
I'm not standoffish,i do some cares,
Beautiful girls with black hairs
and pile black eyes are wandering here,
With skinny ripped jeans
fitting their big sized hips
And my eyes can't help but stuck on
Their cleavage and woow silently,
My city is really too serene and surreal.
Jul 2018 · 255
She was like electromagnet
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
her brown hair was like
non-insulated
stranded copper wires
of high current carrying capacity,

her dark-black eyes were like voltage,
and my resistance was very low

her hips were like power supply
with two step-up transformers

the dulcet words she whispered
were like electrons flowing
in my ears

when she approached me,her gait
was like magnetic attraction,
and we had unlike poles

her hands on mine were like
magnetic sparks,like that
of a short-circuited contactor

the magnetic field was the
dark-grey carpet we were standing
on

and her red sappy lips
were like ground wire
as she kissed my cheeks
and the shock was neutralised
Jul 2018 · 311
A re-united family
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
I can see streaked hot tears of happiness,
I can see the even gruns feeling our
Enthusiastic faces,
All i see is an impaccable throng,
I can see a serene family,
A coherent family,
Been waiting for this surreal moment,
No more jarrings and envies,
Cynocism is chased away,
We are now cemented none is
Gonna break us,
Our teardrops have turned into  snowflake of a joyful Avalanche,
We ain't gonna be parted again.
Jul 2018 · 406
Friendzone
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
Friendzone"

A very perplexed area,
A prison for plitonic love
Where you long for chance to
Escape.

A tighten belt for one's wishes,
A room of much pretending ,
A stoical relationship for two
In search for the best way to
Offer the on heart matters.

A zone of jealousy and resentment,
Chewing over both kind of outcomes,
A loose or win region,
A zone to be eluded by the witty ones only.
Jul 2018 · 316
I won't kiss her
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
I didn't kiss my girl and i won't
Cause that'll be like a quick shower
I'll snuggle her in my couch
Cuddle her with my both hands
soothe her with my dulcet words
Meneuver her stranded black hair gently across her Earings and
move them to her spine
She'll glow a want to want me Look,
And she'll pull me closer
Until my eyes are near her cleavage
And i know my iris will stuck there
She'll raise my chin and ask me
What's wrong
And i'll tell her that she's beautiful
That she deserve a boy like me
A boy who love her as she worth
And we'll go on a holiday cruise
That's where i'll woo my girl
I'll give her a pluck of roses and lilies
And we'll be coherent and surreal
This time i won't be patient
But i won't even kiss her
I'll only eat her bottom lips for sure.
Jul 2018 · 276
I don't blame myself
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
The fact that i didn't care
The lisses that i didn't share
Was just a matter of welfare
And so she sat sadly on her black chair
Waiting for my spare
So that she doesn't hear any sound
of despair
And i had gone to work somewhere
Not cheating her ,i swear
But she didn't listen not even dare
She took time to get dressed
And brush her black shiny hair
Sitting there in a short armchair
She took all  her clothes even the
Underwears
Then she left me unware
I should have released all my tears
but i realised that what she did
was not fair
and i had to move on for better.
True story
Jul 2018 · 258
The power of book
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
when i open up the book....
my mind gets sturdy and weary,
and i feel derf and merry,
like girls in summer party,
feeling sober but not really,

my eyes change their look,
and i can only see the consonant
and vowels as a great cook,
my ears get connected to my
optic nerve,
so that the rhymes are the only thing
I can observe,
and i get focused straightly, no more curves,
so that i can be able to serve
my brain and get something to love,

when i open up the book ......
the pain goes away
like a patient being told that he's gonna leave hospital today,
like a surprised ******* her birthday,
and i can only feel a better
future coming in my way.

when i open up a book.........
i embrace the real meaning
of life,
knowing that i should never end it
With a knife,
my soul become so sensitive,
So that i can only think positive,
feeling strong and competitive,
because i embrace something to give,
and i do this silently,not talkative.
Jul 2018 · 277
I'm a star
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
in a jail full of
darkness i diminish
my plasma cells and let
my mind lavitates to
release my glim

in a box full of liars
i maneuver every single
hand on me
to reflect my light
to their glooming hearts
and burn the seals.

in a bottle full of
fortified wine,
i release my helium
to nullify the alcohol
and evade their devils.

in a room full of enemies,
i multiply my hydrogen
to demolish their glimpses
with my fantastic glare.
Jul 2018 · 252
I pretend
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
i pretend the billboards
of kigali are your face
so that when i look at them
i can feel your honest smile
and your sheen black eyes.

i pretend the crescent moon
is the soft curve of your heart
so that i can count  on every
single part of it at the night
to feel your emotions.

i pretend the flowers
in my garden are your clothes,
so that i can feel the pleasant
fragrance of your perfume
when i water them.


i pretend the rhymes of your poems
are your voice
so that i can feel every single
sound of it's cheesy tone
when i read 'em
In love i do
Jul 2018 · 414
The haunting
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
the haunting"

standing out here
in this silent night
a glare of the star gleams
to my silhoutte
like magnetic sparks on
an electric circuit
and i dream how we used to be

a sound of your voice
with that crooked smile
reappear in my taughts
like i'm being hypnotised

and i hear you calling my name
with gentle and sappy lips

i miss the aroma of your
pleasant fragrance
that smells like spring roses
of kabuye

i dream nestled in your hands
on that curly lines sliding me side to side

i miss your softest skin
with tiny pores
brilliant like wedding flowers

i hate the day you left,
a shadow that brought me sorrow
one of the things i regret
but it lavitates in my veins

you are my confinement
i want to break the rules
and beg for one more chance

there is no chance to stop
the immersing you,
because i've failed to defeat the haunting you.
Jul 2018 · 421
Changes
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
grace is now my mate
happiness is now a habit
joy is now a must
i lived,i loved, i hated
i did the most ****
now it's time to change

i embrassed the wrong me
i bowed before the naive me
i failed to defeat the immersing her
i failed to change the fearful me
now it's time to change

i disrespected the blessed me,
i was meant untrustworthy,
i took my best friends for granted
i never had a thought about me
i was unkind and discarteous
now it's time to change.

i've heard a lot of unfamiliar voices
sounding like  a landing airplane
big bass of it's beat itching my ears
and i finally realized that
it was an alarm with severe ringings
saying that,
it's time to change.
Changes are now
Jul 2018 · 292
Impenetrable
tompoet rwanda Jul 2018
our sky is bright
like new born baby,
the light shines to the hearts of the hatred,
the darkness is nullified,
people smile with hope of a better tomorrow,
no more division and conflicts,
_ unity is among us
peace smells in each of our beloved
villages,
security is now a habit
not a dream,
education is now a must
not a myth,
great thinkers are born without
any puzzling circumstance,
Bright is our future,
cause we've got
true seekers,thinkers and leaders,
forgetting our past is licentious
never,
we all certainly say
never again genocide
developing is what we endeovor for,
we'll never ever take this great nation for granted,
we were tought to be ceased and detested,
but we still here standing on our feet,
What didn't **** us will make us stronger,
unstoppable
we'll never die again.
A liberation based poem 4th of july
Jun 2018 · 307
Promise
tompoet rwanda Jun 2018
my love blossoms like,
flowers in autumn,
being caressed by the sun,
yellow flourished and having fun,
like a mother and her elder son,
i don't know how this has begun,
but i'm sure it'll never end up by a gun,

at my first sight ,
i thaught i'd aught to fight,
but in your dark black eyes,
i found there a worth try,
even if i was needy and shy,
i'm a lyon of 27 july,
and i was able to magnify,
my feeling and fly,

i'm delightful for your solitude,
cause we're made in same mood,
like twins at their crawling stage,
cause we are kind not savages,
from now and then,
i promise to be with you,
till the end of our mission.
Jun 2018 · 379
Selfish
tompoet rwanda Jun 2018
My eyes glow high red
can't help but only write
my mind full of regrets
like i haven't lived for a day
sorrow inside my heart like
a mother who lost his son
why me?
is this the forever you've promised?
all you ever wanted was only gains
gain like you were taxing,
like a 3pm anophele on my neck
holding me with a pretty smile
like you loved me.
all your i can'ts and i won'ts
was full of lies
and you left me with
innumerable sorrows
because i loved you
i didn't know that you was
playing me like a tennis ball
with a deadly fictional
selfishness,
while
i thaught that we was like
covalent bonds,
maybe it was meant to be,
and for now
i'm refraining back to who
i used to be before you demolished
me like what cruck did to green
even if it's cumbersome
remember!
my God always win.
This poem is about a girl who was selfish she wanted money and lied to his boyfriend
That she loves him.

— The End —