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someone Nov 2015
your voice; it envelopes me.
emotions,
so evident.
so much expression from speech you don't express in.
words never mean as much before you speak them.
ah, you're one articulate *******.
words are only of meaning when you use them.
                                                             speak to me.
tell me about your fears, and i'll tell you how i only feel brave with you by my side.
                                                          ­   speak to me.
tell me all that goes through your mind. i've never loved hearing someone's thoughts so much before.
                                                             speak to me.
i want to know what you love the most. talk to me about your mom. your brother's dog. talk to me about which sibiling you'd prefer to talk to when there's no one else home. then, define home. tell me about all your favorites. i have them memorized unconsiously.  what keeps your blood racing? tell me. tell me, i want to listen. i want to know how you've grown to be so beautiful.
                                                      ­       speak to me.
i want to know what you hate the most.
tell me about those behind your undying rage; those behind your anger. so i can burn them to ashes.
                                                         ­    speak to me.
talk to me about what overwhelms you the most. what emotion drains you? i want to know whether it's despodency or hollowness that cripples you. is it both? i want to know whether you fall in-between self-hatred and self-love or on either end of both. in other words, are you aware that you're ethereal.
                                                      ­       speak to me.
i'd love to hear your voice again. tell me more.
a series about what i'm in love with.
Autumn Dec 2012
with every smile you do not relize what it takes out of me,
                                                       with every wod something is taken away without my concent,
with every waking up in the morning you do not relize the war it induces throughout my thriving viens, throughout my skull,
                                                         with every word you say, every word i hear from you, i crumble to pieces, yet to the eye, im perfectly fine,
                                                      with every "Are you ok?"
i crumble.
                                                          yYou do not relize how much i have screamed for you,
that now my throat is raw,
                                                      that now i cannot function as i use to or could i simply never function.


Was it all just one big delusion?
Lakhana Mnyani Apr 2018
Gidi gidi
The sound of their dusty feet
Oversized overalls with gumboots
Sweating,anger all over their face
Sore lips, puffy eyes, tremble voices

I watched their action
I heard their shouts
Yelling, grumbling and threatening
''Increase our salary,increase our salary''
They know thy self
They know thy enemy

I heard a thunderous voice shouting
''We should fire them''
Tears rolled down my cheek
Why so easy to put one down
Sifelani isizwe ngenxa yemali?

I heard gunshoots people screaming sadly
Yhoo yhoo yhoo
The scene was like genocide
All run for their lives
But too late to escape the deathline
They were killed like flies
Blood gushed all over the place
Their life flashed with the blink of an eye

Tears rolled like waterfalls down my cheek
Why so easy to **** someone?
What about their loved one?
Griefing,suffering,anger they will have

I fell down unconsiously
Thoughts crooked my mind
Why killed when you save your life from the yoke of slavery
Why killed when you ask for equity

Marikana you drained our power
Kids are now fatherless
Wives are now widows

-LakhanaMnyani
leah Feb 2017
i am unconsiously
looking for him
in the nooks &
crevices of you .
hm, i'm unsure of how to feel about this one. as always, leave feedback!
Shields and shields of ice,

On every inch of your skin,

Hiding sin after sin,

Combining two losses for every single win,

Such shame to hold vice,

And to not renounce virtue,

Naively walk in to the lies you unconsiously pursue

Give in to what we all do,

Sense of happiness and control,

Over time your little charade depletes and gets old,

Presenting those smiles covered in gilded gold,

Only fools them,

But the face in the mirror always knows,

And I can always tell

That the look on your faces never cease to echo,

In the part of me that's less dark and less shallow,

You and I,

We  aren't so different,

We both wish you'd break and be yourself,

Prove to everyone that you are capable,

Let all that ice melt into the  cracked pavement,

Finally free you and I from this self-enslavement.
Frankie Newton May 2016
i think,
about everything
every little thing
wether it be the way I walk
Or how best to converse

So much that I unconsiously remove myself from the world and everything in it

Yet even then
I end up thinking,
About nothing at all
Throwing thought aside

And depending on feeling alone
kinhanyon May 2020
Walked through the crowds, carry on thoughts, bring a lot cups of the words

The eyes has stopped and contemplated the purple-orange shorts

And then I'll write to you what those people will come to tale

Twenty two months together, bring pictures to remember

But unconsiously cant run closer - as if they were something I want to bring back home

And it all seemed like it  was yesterday,
We dont know how to speak and win the streak
You're my true friends, may we be found smell of rain
in grey veil-face the gale

And it all seemed like it was yesterday,
Both we create new beat and that's all just repeat ...
If it could be the day - when they say - people will changes but memories stay ...
Asominate Jan 2018
Sleep

It is a portal
From reality
To our dreams

Sleep

Sleep

It's a state of mind
Eyes may be closed
Like you are blind
And your mind works on, unconsiously

Sleep...
(to be continued?)

— The End —