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 Jan 2016 wablah
Bianca Reyes
Arriving in a lonely dark room
In which my misery loom
Unpacking a suitcase of doubt
No windows nor any way out
I take off the coat that protects me
It was made of your laughter and glee
Now I settle atop of this bed
Supported by things that I dread
I took the path that lead me here
For love and joy was all that I fear
I will forever live in a room full of sad
When I ran away from the good that I had
Shared on Hello Poetry on January 28, 2016.
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 Jan 2016 wablah
Little Bear
Meeting you today, after all these years.
Well my heart almost stopped.
I turned the corner and there you were,
with your beautiful little family.

I was stunned, they are all so beautiful... your children.
I just needed a moment to take it all in.
And that smile you gave me...
**** I didn't think it would take me back so many years...
just like that..

It must be 18.. no.. no 19 years..
You haven't changed,
not one bit..
not to me anyway.

You stood there, holding hands... so in love.
I was... I am.. so happy for you.
My first kiss... with you...was actually so perfect.
My first kiss... with you.

But you are married and happy.
Your children have their Daddy's dimples..
And their Mummy's blue eyes.
You are all so happy.. I love that.
I truly do, with all my heart.

And so as we said our goodbyes,
you looked at me.
Just for a moment too long.
I know you thought of it too, that kiss..
And I blushed.. **** it...
After all this time, you can still do that to me.

And as you walked away,
I watched you go...
I know I might never see you again.
But I will always remember my first kiss...
with you
That and your beautiful blue eyes.
My first real kiss was with a girl, we were best friends :o)
 Jan 2016 wablah
Ntwari Poetry
I hoped she would stay
But that's all that ever was
Just another wish
I just need to learn to let go
 Jan 2016 wablah
Lovelust
L
 Jan 2016 wablah
Lovelust
L
I was there when you were at your weakest,
Always their to pick up the pieces,
To you it was everything,
To me it was nothing,
I only did it to see you happy,
That was all the help that I needed,
We have now grown older,
Something has changed between us,
Like there is a spark,
That we've never felt before,
Question is will this spark turn into a fire?

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