Monday, May 27, 2019

Trouble presented

Silent shivering words
Escapes out of the vault
Murmuring stories
Best kept to the chest

Said in the cold of the night
Trying to ignite
The passion of the lost
Hoping light would
come back to the darkness
Consuming the soul
Into unknown universe's

Propelled to live among strangers
Though a villian you seem
For their ways ain't yours
But trouble is what they presented
On a golden platter

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It's Alcohol's Fault

She was my queen
Though I blame it
On the alcohol

For it pained me
That black eyes
Became her trademark
Every m'rning

For I knew not
What dusk fiat
She would have faced

For she told me
A monster always come
At night
And in the m'rning
Prince charming emerge

At my hands
A victim she was
Though trapped
In a vice of love
For I was her monster
And Prince charming

A knight at dawn
And a villain at dusk

A vicious animal
At night
As I yenned for her blood
To quench the thirst within
Only to regret in morning
For I was her doctor
Nursing the wounds of yesternight

For grief was the trophy
I gave her
Hidden in a veil of love
Coated in a diamond carat ring

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Friday, May 24, 2019

Mother's Touch Sob

For your touch I sob
Pain on my heart
As I wish you were here
To love and protect me
From this cruel world
 
All I am left with
A vague memories of you
Hoping I had shared more time
For vivid you would remain on my mind
As I continously sob to know you

For time was a thief
For it never afforded me
A chance to know you
Only awarding me dreams
Of how it feels
To have a mum

Everytime I see
Other kids get warm embrace
From their mum's
I always feel
Like I'm left out
Alone to nurse the pains of this world

All I ever wanted was
To feel your love and care
To hear your empowering advice
To feel your embrace
To hear your reassuring words
In this cruel world we live in

But you left me sobbing
With a vague memory of you
Alerted at a tender age
That life ain't easy
For cruel was the world
As it played
It's number on me
Exposing me to the cold

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Sunday, May 19, 2019

Can I Borrow A Hand

Don't sugar coat my pain
For I need to be healed
Instead of being mocked

Don't stage manager my grief
For I need to be comforted
Rather than being paraded

Don't distort my troubles
For I need to be assisted
Instead of being backbitten

Don't cosmetically dress my depression
For I need to be helped
Rather than being neglected

For who is to save me?
When you busy
Mocking, parading, backbiting and neglecting
For your hand was required
If I was to sail through

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Saturday, May 11, 2019

Ordained In The Stars

Why do you love to hurt?
While pretending to care
When did hate turn to love?
For all you claimed
Was you love me
Yet your actions told another story

A maid I became to you
And if I stood up for myself
You saw me as rebel
All you ever wanted was to entrap me
So I couldn't be what I was meant to be

For scared you were
Of what was in me
So you tried using seniority
As vice to incarcerate me
And yet you still hid behind the veil of love
To fool me
For my success was pain

For your desires
Were see me down
Begging for scraps
Rather than winning
Wrecking my ship
Hoping that I sink and drown
But way up!
Was my only destination
You couldn't stop me
For it was predestined

Greatness
Preordained in the stars

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Sunday, May 5, 2019

Sweat To Starvation

They told me to work hard
If I was to make it
And yet they wanted to bleed me off my labour

They told me, "if you work for us"
They were to give me everything
I ever desired
And yet all they cared about was my sweat in their bellies

When I tried to stand up for myself
They pounced on me with their powers
Leaving me in fear and depression
For murder they promised

So I sweat for them to grow bigger
While my family languishes in poverty
Starvation being my everyday cue

They claim to be my heroes
Yet they enslave me
With their shackles of greediness
Killing my generation's future
For the sake of their own benefit
Incarnating my dreams in their bubble of corruption

Was it the cost of freedom?
They claim to have given me
How was I to live?
When hell is what they awarded me

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