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I couldn't leave your side
My feelings for you I tried to hide
I don't know you
But I could love you
Won't you stay
for more than what you say
Cause when you leave there's no gurantee
That you'll come back to me
I don't know you
But I could loathe you
As easily as I love you
The time goes fast in our clock
You feel so familiar after all we've talked
But there's no gurantee
that'll you be with me
There's no gurantee that you'll stay with me
You could be a dream
You could be make-believe
like Santa Claus on Christmas Eve
But you're for real
I can feel
Your heart
Your breath
Your stare
That's how I know that you're still there
Yea you're still there
I can feel your hair
There is where I want to be
There is where I'll be
david mungoshi Nov 2015
his lean body promises something flawless
and his athletic gait and poise gurantee it
this dance carries the joyful pulse of centuries
filled with the aura of a communal choreography
driven by a pulsating talking drum in expert hands
the serene contours on his contented face -
how they belie the ostritch feathers ardoning his shaven head
such artistic grace and coordination are truly phenomenal:
his dancing head shakes in rhythm to the urgent vocals
of the melody section of the dance troupe
he blows a whistle to blend perfectly with the rest of the percussion
his right hand plays a pair of shakers with amazing dexterity
even as he directs affairs with a fly whisk in his left hand
his left leg does some fancy footwork in the dust
while the right one beats time in time to a silent dirge
the beat of the drum is insistent and demands obedience
to the dictates of heritage that require fluidity and excellence
the dancer is happy to oblige with a maestro's rendition
his smile and energy from the ages speak of art almost divine
who is it that speaks of multitasking as a tiresome diversion?
in this dance where one man does six different things at once
multitasking is an indomitable brand as well as art incarnate!
There is a community, in my country Zimbabwe, domiciled in such places as Plumtree, Dombodema, Madlambuzi and so on. Their dances are absolutely incredible and I have always wanted to capture each dance in words. Here we are at last. I hope I succeed in sharing some of the wonder of the Kalanga Amabhiza dance.
jeffrey conyers Sep 2012
Come boldly to the heart of love.
You will discover a true special love.
Someone who will place you first.

Love was meant to be shared.
And by sharing yours with me.
You'll find a man that cares.
Just come boldly to this heart of love.

Think of those love stories you often heard.
Behind some of them are hurtful tears.
And I can't gurantee I'll be perfect.
But will work hard to keep you cheerful.
And I will constantly make you the one I live for.

Just come boldly to this heart of love.
It is the music behind the parting doves,
decorated with cries and screams.
within the pauses ,including the hugs of love,
like singing the magic of spring kissing the autumn leaves.

It is in the heights to kiss,
and within the depth to get.
there it includes room to success,
followed by failures on the way to be met.

No gurantee ,in the next moment someone can decieve,
and also there are million moments when endless love and affection you recieve.
Sometimes you will have a hand to hold you,
and sometime you will lend your hand to hold someone too.

There is no margins to escape the vicious schemes ,
like no traveller could prevent to quench thirst in the mansoon scene.

It is like the painting hung on the walls,
where the painter drew his dreams.
Which has the tall standing mountains,
but between two successive peaks always a depth attains.
The magic he knew is life is of extreames.
And he paints a burning sun ,
shining bright crimson red,
and his picture can be seen.
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Hadrian Veska Feb 2017
You go now
Where none have before
Into the great depths
That yawn before us

The night is dark
But the seven stars will guide you
Along the path
That leads to our future

And though I will be gone
When you return to this place
Know that I thought of you
Each and every day

Though you are alone
I pray you smile
For you are the hope of man
In an uncertain world

All I can gurantee
Is that the world you come back to
Will not be the same
If indeed

It yet remains
I dont want to be single but i will patiently wait.
Lord whom is the girl that you want me to date.
Ive tried it my way but i havent found that girl whos willing to appreciate .
Ive tried to be sincere and to make it clear.
That i want to love you girl without any fears.
Am i not good enough to a women on earth.
I mean does any female know nowadays what a good mans worth.
Do i gotta cheat  on you to cause a lil hurt.
So that you will stick around and try to make it work. Do i gotta yell at you and fight with you to show that im a man
. I mean why cant we just have conversation  keep it real and get some things understand.  
Doea any female truely even know what they want.
Kuz when they have a good man its just not wat they want. Does a man have to degrade you  and bring to your lowest point.
For you to fall in love when thats not even  the point. Maybe i just see it wrong because thats not what i wanna do.  
I want to hold you kiss you and be gods man to you. But in my generation i feel as love between a man and women has really been *******.
I mean just because your my girl doesnt mean i own you. You've  been heartbroken and lies have been what you are accustomed to.
So when a man opens his mouth and hes speaking out the truth.
You revert back to everything to when youve been lied to. But if you never take a chance then you will always be  the same you.
And you will never find that man whos been standing right in front of you!
So go ahead girl and let  lies have control of you. Let everyone tell you that all men are the same to.
God has placed good men among the bad to.
You just gotta break out of the past kuz it really is controlling you!
Lord how do i love in this generation of  lust.
How do i show a girl im real when her hearts been crushed.
How do i tell her lets slow it down when everyone else is in a rush.
How do i open up to anyone but you for you are the only one i can trust.
Lord help me understand how to live in this world while im still here.
Lord show me how to love and lord you must make it clear.
Lord i know you are close and always near.
But i dnt want be single yes that is one of my fears.
but trying to explain my affections to a female to them my intentions dont appear . But you know my intentions lord the good and the bad so no need to fear.
So even if the one i want doesn't understand  one day she'll see it clear.
Well the'll be no gurantee that i haven't disappeared .
So before you shrug me off listen to me dear
i am who i am because of the god upstairs!
I know that lies have made you fear love and demolished your trust.
You've given up on realtionships because you couldn't relate.
Your fed up with the arguments and daily debate. You say your searching for the pefrect man but he doesn't exist.
See we all come with baggage from the past but act as if it doesn't exist.
But there will come a time when you find a man you cant resist
and he will take on your baggage as if it didnt exist
but will you tolerate his when he lays out list.
Fran Sep 2015
Listen up little one
Times have change
For nothing is sweet or tasty
Where dreams are turn to haze
No one will love you
Many will judge
For one false move
I gurantee you
You will be charge
I'll love to save you
Teach you and guide
But you have to learn
From failure and nasty noise
For this is the cold hard truth
I can't explain why
So after you falter
And grow weak in your knees
I hope this poem
Would give you a hint of what life is
Do grow into a strong person
Deep deep inside
So if one day I meet you
I'll know for sure
You've grown into a cold blooded person
And nothing more.
Time no longer has value
It once took hours to do what merely takes seconds
It once stopped for the lovers who first met now let's them walk right past each other.
I can't help ease my heart from the question you fear to ask.
The question your heart holds but eyes ask,
The question I wish I could truly awnser .
"How long will you love me?"
I can't give an exsact date or time if any .
But I know this for as long as there's a beat in my heart I will love you,
As long as there's fish in the water I'll keep coming back to you
As long there's life on this earth I'll protect you
As long as there's life in me I'll always be by you
I can't gurantee any of this but I can promise that for as long as you and I are together I'll always , always love you
Sitan Oct 2019
im sorry if i left i never thought i was your light
leaving you was my decision and it wasnt right
i shouldve stayed for you and fight
now im alone without you by my side

i was blinded when i seeked for another
i deemed myself brave but i wasnt a fighter
i didnt fight for what truly mattered
im sure it will haunt me forever

i miss your smile that u disliked
i know i shouldve tried
now i regret that i wasnt satisfied
but now i have realized

l miss your eyes that was dark as night
it was always a beautiful sight
i depicted it as a gateway to you my light
but now its all dark which i know isnt right

my light please give me another chance
i know i left you not just once
now remembering it was twice
i promise ill never leave and wont make thrice

i know you're still in the dark
i also know coming back wont just be a walk in the park
but ill do everything for you to take me back
because i dont wanna go mister stark

i wasnt beside you by the edge
but as you fall of the ledge
i gurantee im at the bottom i pledge
this is not a story thats too farfetched

darkness surrounds you as you fall
ill be here throught sunshine and rainfall
i apologize for causing your downfall
but now im here and with you im ready to face it all
Mateuš Conrad Jun 2018
didlo *******
because you coulnd't get
a *******?!
short story short:
why did you text
my ex-g-f
     pictures of
                  your genitals?!
while i was dating her?!
sure...
  off cut...
    i love... pregnant
women exfoliating their
sexuality with tummy....
  like louis xiv waiting for
his fisborn...
          came the man,
the crucifix... the woman
and the stake....
                  i just need to
gurantee a word of mouth
across this stratum...
                and...
no... death would be a liberty....
what you want is...
         what history
doesn't allow...
justice...
a death by a waiting game...
your....
         gatekeeping take
on placimg: whims.

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