Monday 19 August 2013

BURYING MEMORIES...

...I fought,
a good fight?
Perhaps not.

Down on my knees,
I shouldn't have brought you in,
I shouldn't have been open,
I sure shouldn't have told you are the best I have seen.

First time I open up to you,
and put myself up for loneliness.
Swirling in the depth of my own tears,
The same road that brought me here
Now all too lonely.

My calm you eroded,
My best you threw away.
I shouldn't have been your bait.

Wipe out all my makeup, 
Make up for all I've lost,
Bun up all my mane,
The freedom of my pony,
That's what I'll emulate.

Lose my sleek gown,
Fold up my farmer's shirt.
Be real to me, myself and I.

If I gave,
You deserved it.

Pull me up, 
Put me down,
A chance I have got, 
To search again,
For love I am yet to know.

Treat me right,
I'll pull you up.
Treat me wrong,
You'll die alone.

My axe is sharper than knife,
My spade all too the same.
Dig it up in depths that my love for you went.

Tonight,
I bury your memories,
Though the love lives on with me.
 

Thursday 15 August 2013

LONE ACTRESS...

Closing the chapter that is you,
Been writing this tale too long,
Two roles,
But all I see is one.
The acts and scenes,
Nothing but acts and sins,
Committed in lust,
While love should have been the main theme.

Directors of motion not our hearts,
But ambitions on your path yet known to me,
Head that way while I head this way,
In a bid to find ourselves together on the common ground that is life.

I'm standing here,
Holding the ball of love,
Ready to play catch with you.

But I keep turning and turning,
And waiting,
But all I see is trees.
I see shadows.
I feel fear.
My breath so abrupt.
I do not understand what is going on.
My whole world is in circles.

My book,
It's tearing to pieces.
I keep holding it together,
But I'm unsuccessful on my venture.

I can't see you.
It's getting cold.
I'm getting cold.
My pen is drying up.
With what am I to write?
With whom am I to act?

Scenes flash before me,
Of the aside I did not note,
While I switch to a mature role,
You declare another role,
To the actress that is not me.

I walk back from behind the scene,
And demand back my role,
But you are a million miles away,
Though I hold your hand.

My instinct warns me of a forthcoming storm,
Guard my heart it says.
Bear my pen and paper,
Out of the woods I ride.
It's time for new casting.
 

 

Sunday 11 August 2013

YOU SHOULD SEE ME NOW...

You should see me now,
I grew into a beautiful girl.
I have been told I have a charming smile,
But what they do not know,
Is I look exactly like you.

Growing up without you
Hasn't been easy,
But not once did I forget you.
All you taught me has been handy,
All you told me too useful,
Even though you were not here,
Not  a day went by that you were not in my life.

I brought  a boy home the other day,
You would have loved him same way I do.
I met a boy who cares for me,
Just like you do.

He is well travelled and speaks good english.
He holds my hand and makes me laugh.
Me, you and him would have made a world of perfection.
You should see me now,
See what I turned into.

Did I do it right?
Did I make you proud?
Did I put it like you like it?

Not a single day passes without you with me,
Even though you have been gone too long.

I step forward with pride,
Of all I've become,
Been struck down many a time,
Been too low for a while,
But your love brought me back up,
Pushed me a day farther,
To bring me closer to what I have become.

You should see how I turned out,
I know I made you proud.
Sometimes I swear it's the only thing that keeps me going.
To know you are smiling down on me,
Preparing a place right next to you,
Though not a day goes by,
When you are not with me.
You are not here,
But not a day,
Not a day goes by,
That you are not here.