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Sabene Nov 2020
To the men,
You were taught men don't cry,
You were taught men are brave,
You were made fun of for being scared,
You were made fun of for wearing pink,
You were treated horribly by some women just for your gender,
Yet you move on,
Yet you keep the house moving,
You're the reason why everyone remains fed,
You're the reason why everyone remains warm,
You work from 9 to 5 every day,
You're exhausted when you get home,
Yet you sit down with your children and watch TV,
You sit down and help them with their homework,
You sit and have a cup of tea with your wife where she complains about her day,
You follow the same unhappy mundane routine,
Just so your wife and kids are happy,
Just so your kids have a better future than yours
Hey y'all. For those of you who don't know, today is international men's day. It's time we celebrate the men around us
Sabene Nov 2020
It seemed as if the wind was more exasperated as usual,
its coldness brushed
against her skin.
The leaves were completely
in sync with wind,
angry as ever.
The sun it seemed had
disappeared
and people on the streets
craved the warmth of the inside,
as they tried to hide in their heavy coats and jackets
but she took a heavy breath and stepped out.
Everything around her seemed to have meaning
and Everything around her was joyous,
she didn't care about the wind.
Her hand tightened around the
coffee cup
that was completely empty and she walked on...
Sabene Nov 2020
My mother's shawl,
She wonders why I steal it sometimes,
I steal it because its smells of her,
Her earthly scent brings warmth to my heart,
It reminds me of her embrace,
My father bought her that shawl,
It reminds me of him,
How he cared for her,
And it reminds me of what love is supposed to be
Hey y'all. My friend Riya wrote a poem and it inspired me to write this. Follow both of us on Ig:
@rihahah
@poetrybysabene
Sabene Nov 2020
I don't want your money,
I don't want you to open your wallet to buy me roses or to buy me dinner,
No,
I want the most expensive thing you have,
I want your time,
I want you to pick up the phone when I call you,
It was never money for me,
Remember when we were two broke 12 year olds with absolutely no money,
I wanna go back to that,
I wanna see that smile on your face,
That passion in your eyes,
I don't want you to slave your life away,
I want you to enjoy it with me,

I wanna dance with you,
I wanna sing with you,
I wanna be those two drunk 20 year olds dancing on the club floor,
Without a care in the world,

Remember our first fight,
We yelled at each other,
But then we were quiet,
One sentence that's all we could get out before we shunned ourselves,
Because that fight wasn't worth seeing the pain in the others eyes,

So when I say come home,
Don't tell me your earning money for us,
Come home means come home,
Sit down,
Watch a movie with me,
And between the two of us share a nice bottle of wine
Hey y'all. Hope you enjoyed this.
-Sabene
Sabene Nov 2020
You're a dream,
I can't stop seeing,
The world makes fun of me for it,
But I can't stop falling in love with your blond hair and Hazel eyes,
My Hungarian warrior,
My knight in shining armor,
Mine,
Only Mine,
Yours,
Only yours,
Honey I love you
Hey y'all. I just wanna remind you guys that Don't listen to what the world says, love who you love.
Hugs and Kisses,
Sabene
Sabene Nov 2020
I've seen so much death in my life,
So much pain,
So much misery,
That it no longer hurts,
When someone dies,
I am not crying but rather I am numb,
It hurts but not as much as before,
Why is that?
Because I've consumed pain so much,
That's its now a part of me,
And it scares people away
...
Hey y'all. Somebody died in my family so I wrote this poem. Love ya and please feel free to inbox me, if you wanna talk to someone. XOXO Sabene
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