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Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

SabreLi

Years ago
I made a mask and hid behind it
And each day that went by I came to rely
More and more upon it
But then after a while of wearing the smile
My own face - I couldn’t find it

There once was a time
My own true face, only my eyes could see
Until I began to believe in the lie
And forget what it was to be me

I hid in front of my own eyes and ears
Got lost in a fountain of fears
Not strong enough to see through the cracks
Where my own self was staring back
And instead of helping to break the shell
I sealed myself up in my own hell

Years ago
I made a promise I couldn’t keep
And each day that went by I continued to try
Even though it was in vain
But then after a while of hearing the lie
My own voice got lost in the deep

There once was a time
My own true voice, only my ears could hear
Until I began to believe in the lie
And forget what it was to be free

Hid in plain sight from my own eyes and ears
Got lost in a torrent of tears
Not strong enough to see through the cracks
Where my own self was staring back
And instead of guiding me to the light
My voice became whispers in the night

I forgot my face and my name
Became a number, a pawn in the game
I lost my voice and slowly became
Just like everyone else - the same
And in the end I’ve only myself to blame

Copyright © 2016-2017 KF

We should never hide our true selves. If someone won't accept you for who you are then they aren't worth a place in your life.

#lies #light #voice #whisper #promise #blame #sabreli #eyesandears

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

Spamming

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

Elizabeth Squires

Spamming

spamming your email inbox
with messages that harass
none of them do you wish
to have on your receipt's pass

these sorts of communications
you haven't requested
though the pushy sender thinks
of them you'll be invested

do you ever recall asking
for bedeviling telegraph cables
to be jammed into your
receiving stables

#satire #email #harass #spamming #pushy #bedeviling

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

My child...

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

agalwithwords

My child...

I am hurting my child,
I am weeping through the pain,
May be it is no big deal,
For me, I have lost my heart.

I am grieving for you my child,
Even though it was just four weeks,
I always wanted you in my life,
It was not just the moment.

I am hoping to see you my child,
During my life this time,
To hold you in my arms,
And look into your eyes.

I am sending you my child,
All the love I have for you,
I beg you to forgive me,
You too deserve the world.

I am waiting for you my child,
To call me your mother for once,
Even though my fate is unknown,
I want to feel your breath on mine.

I am fighting for you my child,
To live in this world of hell,
Because one day I believe,
You will be my saviour.

We will be united again,
because you already are mine,
From where you came and gone,
I am still yours, my child....

Vasuki

#mother #child

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

A flat tire...

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

agalwithwords

A flat tire...

We were flying across the valleys,
Searching the way through the alleys.
Suddenly out of no-where,
It came along with a loud bang!

Pulling the car in front of the house,
Two of us started getting into the rouse.
Luckily you knew how to fix the situation,
Changing the tire was a fun exploration.

You never know when along the way,
You will get a flat tire right away.
Stopping you along your life’s path,
Making you suddenly stumble across.

When a flat tire actually happens,
Nothing it is just a way to toughen.
Having a spare is always handy,
Change it and move ahead in a jiffy.

This is not literal but metaphorical,
Life is like the road and we are in a vehicle.
You will never know when the curves will hit you,
A flat tire is the block anytime you can fall into.

Instead of crying and throwing a fist,
Give the time and make it all fit.
There will be many flat tires along the way,
Always buckle up and give your best to the day…

#life #path #tire

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

Rantings of the time...

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

agalwithwords

Rantings of the time...

Right now at this moment,
I feel my heart is in pieces.
The strings I am looking for,
Out there somewhere in the world.

One day soon enough,
This will all go away.
I will be staring through the window,
With all the content of the moment.

When I read through my past pages,
I see I was aware.
Still I jumped ahead,
Thinking the thorns are all dead.

I shouldn't blame anyone,
I shouldn't make any excuses.
But should embrace my mistakes,
Learn and cherish those carcasses.

I am what I am,
Not to be forgotten.
No one is perfect,
It is all there to learn.

Time changes each second,
It is I, who need to change.
For better or for worse,
Again time will only tell.

One thing is for sure,
This is what is life.
Time is everything,
Time decides all....

#life #time

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

Lesson learned in hell…

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

agalwithwords

Lesson learned in hell…

Hold on and be strong,
After few months it will be gone.
As if for now you feel the pain,
Over the time a tiny scar will remain.

Everybody has to go through all this ****,
Life lessons can't be learned in the bliss.
You won't value what is in the front,
Till you fall hard, as hard as the runt.

Don't despair or do some mistake,
Try to fight and keep yourself straight.
Eventually that day will come,
You will wake up to a whole new sun.

Every experiences that you have,
Will make you wiser and make you brave.
Don’t ever let the fire die inside,
Fuel it with love and make it thrive.

This is the lesson I have learned,
When in hell I was being burned.
You are not alone in this world,
Everyone is there or has been gone…

#life #of #experiences

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

Unkind Mind

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

MellowMomo

Unkind Mind

My mind is like a recorder
One that keeps replaying
Every bad thought in order
Hope and optimism decaying.

My mind is like a giant maze
One with many turns and twists
Getting lost happens always
Does the way out really exists?

My mind is like a broken vinyl
One with scratches everywhere
Every damage seems so final
It looks impossible to repair.

My mind is like an eraser
One that makes me forget
Turning me into a disgracer
What's left is only regret.

#selfimage #fuckyouassholemind

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

voyage

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

chimaera

voyage

J'aime les ponts.
Ils m'obsèdent.
De tout âge, toutes formes.
Des eaux troublées
à en sécher les rivières,
la dérive de la mémoire
en l'hypnose de la pendule,
les branches des saules.
Et ce n'est même pas
la traversée du départ.
C'est plutôt l'arrivée.
L'idée d'arriver quelque part,
comme si c'était chez nous,
finalement.
La ville qui se réveille
comme le dessin pointillé
d'un ciel nocturne
dans une odeur de port,
à l'aube,
le navire emballé par la mer
qui se distancie.
Le contour du pont.
Suspension d'un mirage.
Comment ne pas en rêver,
des ponts?

~~~

I love bridges.
I am obsessed by them.
From all ages, all shapes.
Waters, so troubled
that rivers dried out,
the drifting of memory
in the hypnosis of a pendulum,
the willow branches.
And it is not about
the crossing to depart.
It is about arrival.
The idea of arriving somewhere,
like if it could be home,
finally.
The town, awakening,
esquisse in pointillage
of a nocturnal sky,
the scents of the harbour,
at dawn,
the ship, cradled by the sea,
lost in distance.
The outline of a bridge.
Suspended mirage.
How not to build upon?

27.08.2016

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

wording

Dec 2016 uzzi obinna

chimaera

wording

here, silence echoes
the vibratos
of distant forests,
its longing.

10 w
31.10.16