"welearnasweteach" poems
The Challenge
(Day 18)
What is it you stand to gain?
Playing with hearts like cards, is this a game?
This isn’t poker, this isn’t snooker, why you playing with these hearts as if you’re playing soccer?
This pain my heart can no longer nest
Can’t believe I was a pawn in this game of chess
How did I get caught up in this mess
Believing you were pure good nothing else
Alas you are evil with the “d” I would belittle your cruelty if I called you anything less
Who takes a breastfeeding child from its mother only to dump it in a slum with no one to cater to?
Who cuts open a stitched laceration only to watch it rot so a limb gets amputated.
When did love become so merciless and unkind?
When has God ever played games with His likeness, their minds?
Why say I do before a crowd of witnesses only to act like you don’t behind closed doors?
Why promise forever when life with you makes a visit from death better?
Why pretend you’re gentle a dove, when you’re a vulture, all claws?
Why wear a robe of integrity when the skin underneath is only known for breaking the law?
What’s the prize?
Why do all these hearts have to pay the price?
Are you ever going to end this cycle
Is this going to be an endless vicious circle?
r3d
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 4:51 PM UTC
I've failed you once again
I really am that wild one that can't be tamed
It's not you this time, I'm to blame
The picture of my dreams are too humongous to fit your frame
Your excuses have long become lame
I've found a shelter, a hedge from your cruel reign
There will be a draught from your abuses that never cease to rain
Your insanity got me wondering if I ever was sane
You and I cease to be, nothing will ever be the same
This time I choose me, I have trained hard enough to beat you at your drain-game
I am the grand prize, I, will I claim
Never again with your toxic love will I remain
I'd aim to fail you again
This time with showers of love I'd pour on myself to burn out your toxic flames
I"d fail you once and for all, rather than fail myself
Never again!
What's there to lose when all i stand to do is gain?
I've picked me off of your shelf
This time I'm doing me, stop looking for flaws in everyone else
Find you again, do it for yourself
r3d
#yararewa
#northernstar
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#writingright
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Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 12:54 PM UTC
The Challenge
(Day 17)
The villain was once a victim
The abuser once was the abused
The bully once was bullied
The hunter was once a prey
These are the ones who neither possessed the will power nor the required support to fight the negative effects of their experiences
These are the ones whose voices were drowned by the screams of stigma
These are the souls left to sail away in the rivers of anger and hate.
Who is to blame?
Society?
Environment?
Religion?
Tradition?
Ignorance?
How do we break this cycle?
How do we end this vicious circle?
The villian, the victim must all be helped.
No one should be left out, all deserve to be helped.
r3d
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#northernstar
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#writingright
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 9:56 AM UTC
The Challenge
(Day 19)
“RITJIMWA:
Something good/beautiful, joy has come to them!“
Something eccentric, something whose drama might be considered Oscar worthy, something unbelievably beautiful, something awesome, something amazing... for everyone reading this, you've got to be atleast one of this to someone, you've got to mean more than all these words to a couple of people.to say the least.
So next time someone tries to be condescending or silly, look them square in the face, and then smile and walk away with your head high knowing you're beautiful!
And you owe no one an explanation cause your smile has done enough already.
Remember, sometimes you'd forget but try to remember as often as you can that no one else in the world can offer the uniqueness you've got!
#yararewa
#northernstar
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#writingright
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Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC
The Challenge (Day 21)
Words!
The reason I ended up in this ward.
Words!
The reason I threw away my self worth.
Words!
In whom I hope to find the strength to break free
Words!
The reason I must flee
Words!
In the beginning was the Word
When I was created I was made of God,
I was with God.
A ward of God until I lost my way
With my reckless abandon and the things I failed to do or say
I made a cocktail of truth laced with lies to top the mix
Believing my deceit was made up with just enough wit
With which I could make a deft bargain
With the devil, He said riches and wealth were mine to gain
I took the bargain.
Thinking I was smart enough to beat him at his game
Swift enough to cross the finish line without her burning gaze realizing I had switched lanes
I was rewarded with shame
The excruciating pain
Oh how this became the death of me!
Words!
Rit!
My word!
Not the writ of law
This Rit must be an exception to the writ of law
Words!
STOP! The word that might've saved me from this castle walls.
The ward I war to break free from
Oh! If only I had listened
Listen! Whenever I was asked to be Silent..
These anagrams!
Silent a cause, Listen the effect
I never knew cause the only thing my eyes fed off were the sights my eyes heard on Instagram.
I had taken enough hits
I was deemed unfit
But the comments all read "lit"
No one calls me dope anymore in this ward
You dare not say that Word in here, lest you end up in ropes
280 characters are one to many to say "I quit"
Words sentenced me to this ward
Words showed me no mercy
Words made me
By words, my death I'd meet
r3d
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#firesofr3d
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 9:12 AM UTC
THE FOIL
He hurt me
The pain was bad
So bad it was excruciating and left me wanting to return him the favor
Even if it was at least a figment of all the pain he had caused this frail heart
So I started to scheme
I began to plot and I gave it a theme
A theme of revenge
I would reverse time, I planned
I would take him back to 1983
Where I happened at the Russian Vostok Station
I called subterfuge
Asking her to be my refuge
On this chivalry quest
I welcomed him back into my home
And did all that I had done when I had loved him
Only this time I did even more
With a burning desire his heart to freeze
This surely my pain would ease
I thought to myself
After all, that’s what he had done to mine
So I acted like all was fine
Better than it had ever been
I cooked him dinner
A three course every time
I never asked him for flowers or for a dime
I wasn't fazed when he stayed out too late
I just went about pretending to love him
And with such pretense came my fate
A fate once I came to understand I would love to hate
Days turned into weeks
And the weeks became months
It was just a game of revenge
Nothing was going to change my mind
I was a vulture, out to scavenge
Or so I presumed.
As time passed,
I didn’t have to make a conscious effort to pretend
I was slowly becoming all I was pretending to be
I gasped and fear gripped me at the realization
I was a creature of habit
Usain Bolt when it came to running in circles
Here I was back to where it all began
Back to doing that which had gotten this senseless heart broken
With every intent to please
The person whose carcass I had hoped on to feed
I was “She-lock”
I yearned for a pound of his flesh or maybe just a little more
But I had failed like I did the time before
I had become everything I was pretending to be
I had repeatedly caught myself sabotaging this mission
I waltz gleefully as I make his dinner
I find myself deserted by sleep on those nights he came home late from work
I had butterflies whenever I heard him call my name
I had lost once again
I, in desperate hope had fought another losing game
I had fallen, fallen not just so hard but this time I had fallen in too deep
How could I betray myself?
How could I let him defeat me once again?
I had fallen in love with him again
And sadly this time around, he was also stupidly in love with me.
All my plans have been trounced
I never planned to surrender but I have been shackled by the chains of love,
The only soft spot my heart has for his…
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#firesofr3d
Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 11:41 AM UTC
The Challenge
(Day 16)
I'm hungry! Famished! Starving and I don't wanna be satisfied.
I wanna always hunger for more
Yearn for more
Strive for more
Be more
Love some more
Forgive some more
Learn some more.
I hunger for more confidence
For prudence
For divine guidance
To lean on you alone.
I hunger to keep running after you
To bring to life that vision you gave to me
To inspire another
To try again
To breath again
To be great
And to in turn inspire another
I hunger to stand tall
To rise to higher heights after every fall
To look beyond the prison of my mind and to break down its walls
Walls of fear
Of pride, of anger, of hate
And to never get sated till this hunger becomes the death of me..
r3d
#yararewa
#northernstar
#roadtorecovery
#everythingipretendtobe #realrawandsimple
#welearnasweteach
#writingright
#firesofr3d
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 9:08 AM UTC
The Challenge
(Day 20)
Reject me
Despise me
Ridicule me
Dear foe
Compound my woes
I'm in the throes of a reckless abandon
Be merciless, be brutal, this slavery leads to freedom
Cast the first stone, lay the foundation
Let me feel the burning hate in your eyes melt the ice in my soul and start a fire inside
Tell me I won't amount to nothing, tell me I can never be easy on any eye
Say all the nasty things don't mince words, be precise
Hurt me, throw me out
I'd thrive on your rejection, let me strive alone
I need your rejection to be the cornerstone
r3d
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#northernstar
#roadtorecovery #everythingipretendtobe #realrawandsimple #welearnasweteach
#writingright
#firesofr3d
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 10:06 AM UTC
The Challenge
(Day 12)
When you pour the liquid content of a 35cl soda into a 50cl bottle it will never fill it up
If you pour it into a 15cl bottle it will fill it up and overflow.
Same thing with when you pour your love, energies, vibes or share your space, sanctuary and essence with the wrong people.
You’d either end up being too much or never enough.
If this is the case with you please find a way to detach yourself from this person before the damage becomes irreparable.
No matter how much you give someone who doesn’t value you or holds you in contempt it will never be enough.
Save yourself before you start to second guess your worth and shatter your esteem.
The only way to help a toxic person is not to shield such a person but be firm and ensure the person seeks the help ***** needs.
This is a show of love.
Love will always want you to be the best and have the best you can get and not let you plunge into troubled waters while it watches you drown without lending a helping hand.
We cannot give what we don’t have which is why we must always check ourselves and be accountable for and to ourselves before daring to do same for others.
May the week ahead bring us all peace and fulfilment.
Salaam!
r3d
12:35
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#yararewa
#northernstar
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#firesofr3d
Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 7:03 AM UTC
There is his cabana
I laid my head on his shoulder
He whispered something to me and it made me begin to wonder
Wonder why something suddenly didn't feel right
"Did you ever read "Anthills of the Savannah" he asked in his rich textured baritone voice
Jolting me outta my reverie with a tiny shudder
"Yes, but never really found it captivating"
I said
What's your take on the book I queried?
"I never really enjoyed it myself"
I knew he had a lot more he wanted to say to me cause art was always his window
I turned to catch his gaze and said "so spill"
"What?" He asked
"Oh please Harry! Miss me with the BS and tell me what's on your mind"
I only forgot his pet names when I needed to get something outta him
He heaved a sigh, certainly not one of relief
And looked away from me.
"What's wrong babe?" I asked trying hard to conceal my worry
"I'm sorry, this wasn't what I promised you when when we married"
"And I could never love another like I do you"
"What are you on about?" I asked my voice trembling barely above a whisper.
"She's carrying my baby...
I'm sorry but it happened just once and now she's carrying my baby"
"Who is she" I whimpered
Seeing as we never had a child of our own .
Everything inside of me came crumbling down
Minutes passed, the silence was too loud
Almost deafening
I tried to steady my breathing but my heart was beating so hard I feared it might break free from outta my chest.
"Harry Ese Williams! Who is she?"
This time around my voice betrayed me
And just when he was about to respond
My bestfriend walks in, our eyes locked and I knew he didn't even have to utter a word for me to know who it was he was talking about.
r3d
10:09
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#everythingipretendtobe
#realrawandaimple
#welearnasweteach
#writingright
#firesofr3d
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 8:51 AM UTC
The Challenge
(Day 14)
Come on in
Or get the hell out!
Don't stand in the doorway like a ****** footmat
Say you will
Or say you won't Keep your "I just mights" to your self so we don't end up having a fight
Say good morning,good afternoon or goodnight
Say the truth, oh please say it right
Don't lie beneath canopies of lies saying its diplomacy
Your indecision is a decision in itself
It's amusing you don't even know what you're about
Please get out and don't forget to shut the door on your way out!!
r3d
#yararewa
#northernstar
#roadtorecovery #everythingipretendtobe #realrawandsimple #welearnasweteach
#writingright
#firesofr3d
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 10:40 AM UTC
The Challenge (Day 7)
Woman,
No woe, no *****
Descendant of eve, made from man’s rib
Man of Sand, then the Creators breathe
Not the devil, not to perpetuate evil
Why do you sow discord among yours
When you have been empowered to sew hearts hate has rent with love?
Woman,
Feminine, feline
Made to create, bear fruits
Fruits that nourish
Not to poison another to perish
Woman,
When will you realise that when you tear down one of ours, we all fall down?
Woman,
You’re called;
Mother, Daughter,
Teacher, Lover, Healer, Partner
Not killer
Don’t ****** ’er
Not backstabber
Don’t Torment ‘er
Not Dementor
Don’t mock’er
Not naysayer
Don’t Hat’er
Woman,
When you sit among man and slay your sister with your tongue
Just before you let him see beneath your thong
Do you think he’d treat you as royalty when you can’t practice loyalty?
Remember just as he sat to spew venom about her
So would he with another about you.
Besides he sees you and your sister as same
This stupidity won’t change if you think you’re a saint and your sister is to blame..
Woman!
You are your sisters biggest problem
And with her lies your solution.
Nothing will work if you don’t agree to walk with her
Woman,
When you stand for one, you stand for all.
If it can happen to one, others can also take the fall.
Woman,
Stand firm so another will have the courage to stand tall.
r3d
311017
17:49
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#firesofr3d
Oct 31, 2017
Oct 31, 2017 at 3:28 PM UTC
You left before we could even begin,
A lig ht that shone bright but burnt out too fast leaving me behind in the dark
Ending the thought of a beginning,
Losing a war I thought I was winning.
a beginning whose end was no where in sight
With the words goodbye
I knew we had lost our last chance to try
Try to start
Before we part
You left and you left behind meaning
Meaning than hurts while it's healing
Healing old wounds and piercing through the vessel that blood pumps with a sniper's accuracy making its kills fast and painless
It must have been the way my being your eyes caressed
As your lips took mine in a communion of the unworthy but blessid
Watching you walk away
With the words our eyes held but our lips would dare not say
I knew you weren't going stray
Cause soon again, in your arms my head will find a place till my hairs turn gray..
r3d
16205
#museyilnen
#yararewa
#northernstar
#roadtorecovery #everythingipretendtobe #realrawandsimple #welearnasweteach
#writingright
#firesofr3d
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 1:02 PM UTC
The Challenge (Day 6)
A gypsy she was
Constantly tipsy because
Her fantasies paused
The curse her realities had caused
****** Mary was Hersolutiongel before ***********
Devil’s cut her femgasm if she ever wanted to hit ******
Always numb
Until after a few shots of bourbon
Wild she’d turn
Haunting her preys with desire as from her touch, they burn
She leaves soon as she ****
Breathless, they lay long after she’s gone
The mystic menace she’s become
Some say, she once was Queen
Whose crown shone bright and her smile a beam
Until her king was slain by his twin
So his throne he would claim
Held down by her guards on his command
She must be his Queen was his demand
She spat on him and cursed his grave
A slap, she recieved across her face
taking her against her will to satisfy his rage
She writhed in pain
Her cries drowned in her drought of tears
He had cursed her with shame
Timid, she’d become imprisoned by fear
Months after uncontrollably she bled
So much her poker faced midwife admitted she was scared
The queen had lost her seed
With which went her appetite and sleep
One day the new king was found dead
His body missing a head
The kingdoms was filled with dread
And the queen panicked she might be silenced so she fled.
A gypsy she became
The haunted became the hunter
The best in the game
r3d
30/10/17
14:15
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Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 11:36 AM UTC