Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, September 3, 2009

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!!!



‘Are you kidding me!!!!!!’
She shouted in a total rage,
Furious and foaming at the mouth.
‘I grew up with 6 brothers,
She continued ….
I had to clean, cook and fetch,
For each and every one.

I had to sweep the grounds outside,
And clean the whole house,
I had to cut grass for the cows,
And clean the sheds too,
I had to cut firewood for cooking,
Fetch water from the river,
rush home to do the cooking.

I had to wash their clothes,
Save their meals,
And as I grew older,
Serve their needs,
I never asked to be a woman,
I cursed the day I was born!
When I got heavy with child,
I didn’t know of which brother,
I still had to do the same.

And now I have 7 daughters,
With no father to raise them,
No man ever pleased me,
And yet I lived my life for them,
I see my daughters growing up,
With all the chances I had in life,
I boil with anger at injustice,
from everyone around me,
and you ask me this stupid question!????
Why can’t I read or write?
You ask!
Why don’t I care for my children?
You say!
Why do I curse and cuff their heads?
You ask!
I live in this nightmare,
In each and every day.
You know nothing of it!!!!

Family planning you ask?
Who the hell do you think you are!???
I’d rather slit my throat in peace,
Or drink some broken glass,
Than raise the anger of my husband,
Who saved me from those rats.
So yes he may beat me,
And I am pregnant every year,
At least I get some food,
Sometimes even a beer.

You don’t think I am so smart?
I try to save my daughters,
By being ready for my man,
Each and every night.
The pain doesn’t matter,
I never knew any better,
I have plenty of smarts,
I try to save my daughters,
Maybe they will still be virgins,
At least to the age of 10!

What does life have for them?
In this land owned by men?
My own father sold me,
For the bride price of a cow!
I never even tasted the milk,
As I was already gone.
I didn’t cry, what’s the use?
And you call this child abuse?
You don’t have no idea!

I am 16, a woman,
Pierced by my brothers,
At half that age!
What right have you,
to blame my husband?
Did he not pay a price?
Is he not feeding me better?
Do I not have a home?
Is it worse to be married
And save one man,
Than to be a ‘’child’’
And save all my brothers?

You call me a fool?
Are you kidding me!!!!!!
Go buy more trendy shoes
And be on your way!!!’

She finished in rage.

Friday, June 19, 2009

What do I want in a man?

Every woman asks the question
And yet we never stop to answer ourselves
What do I want in a man? I ask myself today,
I want a man who attracts me from the beginning
And be able to hold my attention everyday
I want a man who is charming and bright
And yet not manipulative or dishonest
I want a man who is intelligent and challenging
And yet not proud and hard
I want a man who listens to what I say
But even important listens to what I don’t say
I want a man who is an equal
And yet a shoulder I can lean on and feel safe
I want a man who wants me for me
Not me for sex, appearance or fame
I want a man who knows he is special to me
And makes me feel I’m special for him
I want a man I don’t have to question
A man who is not unwilling to be questioned
I want a man who accepts and loves me for me
A man I can accept and love for himself
I want a man who can stay up late talking
Or fall asleep reading a book
I want a man who can analyse serious world issues
And yet be able to enjoy a simple adventure or comedy
I want a man who is tall and has a great smile
I want a man I can be myself with
And enjoy making love with
Not only the traditional man woman way
I want a man who is in touch with his true nature
For nature has no limits and no boundaries
I want a man who likes making love in the woods
Under a blanket of stars , or on the beach
I want a man who enjoys life as it comes
One who can live on a 100 million dollar house
And yet enjoy the simplicity of a hut
I want a man who supports my true desires
For my desires are my dreams
To give life to those who have no hope
To create a life for those who will never have
For everyone in the world was created for a purpose
We all have to reach our true destination
And yet… every person is balanced by another
A true balance creates value
A forced balance diminishes potential
The truth of life is life itself
As souls live forever and go through recreation
Life after life after life
An incomplete circle of life
Is not the end of life as thought
Only the end of this life …..
I want a man I can laugh with and cry with
I want a man I can argue with
I want a man who is secure in being himself
And allows me to be myself
I want a man I can trust with my life
I want a man I can love till my last breath
Not only in this life, but after forever
For there is no forever…there is always more

TRUE LOVE IS A DESTINATION



Sometimes we take the wrong bus
and travel for a while
at the end of the journey
we realise it’s the wrong place

Sometimes we need to take a bus
get off and take a metro
with the right connections
you reach your destination.

Sometimes the trip is short
we don’t appreciate the distance
convinced a voyage taking longer
Must be worth more

Sometimes we pay a price
To reach that paradise
when we settle at the place
it’s all a fake pretence

Sometimes we don’t look
and true love is right there
The more we try to deny
The stronger it grows inside

Do you remember, the fist time you fell in love?

Do you remember the first time you fell in love?
I remember at the time, everything felt different,
The excitement during the day, the pounding heart,
mixed emotions, day dreaming, heated dreams,
The feeling of expectation and uncontrollable passions,
The wildness, innocence and unlimited possibilities.

Remember the first time you fell out of love?
I remember the time, everything seem meaningless,
The tears all day long, the sleepless nights,
The feeling of despair, the heaviness of the heart,
The desperation, and the wish to die,
The uncontrollable pain, the endless aching heart.

Every time I fall in love, it is the first time,
The endless possibilities of a new love,
The desire to please the one I love,
The wish to have my first as last love,
Down deep inside, we all long for first loves,
who one day, may be our last loves.

Yet the time comes again we fall out of love,
And with that end we learn a another lesson,
to love who is worthy a day at a time,
to treat each day as a special gift,
Love gives life to a beautiful day,
As the sun shines inside your heart.
I remember the first time, I fell in love.....

Reminiscing on love

I remember when love used to be simple
Meeting a guy and knowing just by looking at his eyes
He is the one I love, because my heart speaks.

From the very beginning I always listened to my heart
No matter how wrong my past choices have been
I still listen to my soul … my heart.

But now I let my mind ask …why?
Why do I love this guy?
Is it his eyes … always my great weakness :)
Or is it the sound of his voice, which makes my heart melt ?

Is it what I see in the nature of his character
That shows him to be ambitious and hard working,
Courageous, loving, kind and honest?
These are qualities I can live with.

Yes, I remember when love used to be simple
Now luckily it is complicated
Even more so, as I know what I want
And I could never settle for less.

I hope now I’ve answered the question
Which many keep on asking me
Why don’t you make up your mind?

All I can say is, the day will come, someday …
He will be my soul mate, my friend, my love
When my heart speaks and my mind agrees

He will be, The one.

There is no love greater

Sometimes love hurts so much
It makes you wish for life to end
Sometimes love feels so right
You wonder why one doesn’t love you back
Sometimes love makes one so mad
You end up saying things you don’t mean
Sometimes in love we feel confused
And end up hurting the ones we love
Sometimes love runs it’s course
yet we hang on to it as a habit
Sometimes love turns to hate
When one is made to lose self respect
Sometimes love seems so near
And yet some things blinds us
Sometimes you love and lose
And yet with losing you find yourself
No matter how much you may love
There is no love greater
than of yourself.

LOVE AS FLOWERS



Love as flowers grows with roots
Some roots grows on the surface
Some roots grow much deeper
Those that grow deeper are usually stronger
Love as flowers grows and blooms
Some flowers bloom faster
Some flowers bloom slower
Those that bloom slower, withers slow as well
Love as flowers needs nutrients
Sunlight, air, water and attention
All the attention you’d give to love
Some might grow some might die
Love as flowers changes with seasons
Some blossoms in spring and die in winter
Some blossoms all the year round
Some need the right touch or the right person
Love as flowers has no owner
It lives and dies as it pleases
Love as flowers is beautiful or not
Yet the world will be a duller place without

Life remains the same

Life, has a mind of it’s own
Sometimes we follow it’s path
Sometimes it follows along
Each day brings miracles
Sometimes we get to see

Life lies wide awake
Even when we sleep
Memories lives in life
Time and time again
Another life of the same

Nothing is ever lost
There is much to learn
challenges seem new
solutions remain the same
determination, courage, hope

Every soul has a story when it comes from a life once lived

Souls are part of history, with other souls,
Some pieces complete each other’s story
Some pieces conflicts with another story
We are all part of a story that never ends.

Dreams don't lie

Dreams do not lie
Some live in our waking hours
Some live in tomorrows
Some live in previous pasts
Some we try killing today
We grow up and realise
Dreams don’t lie
Dreams don't die
We simply bury them alive
and live another life
until we live again
and dream again

1 minute

1 Minute could change everything
Maybe for good maybe for worse
I could tell you no matter how much I love you
I’m always scared of losing you forever

1 minute to tell me how you care
Can change the way I feel about us
Maybe make me strong and secure
and make me love you even more

1 minute to share our worries with each other
Will make us more understanding of each other
and help bring down the wall in between us
And accept the challenges that come with love

1 minute to think of me and search your heart
You will see me as I am and know that you are my heart
My love for you will always be true
and no one can take it away, except you

1 minute to understand my heart desires
Will make you the only man I need
The one who loves me for who I am
The one who chooses to be with me

1 minute can change our lives
1 minute of doubt, 1 minute of love
1 minute of understanding, 1 minute of fear
1 minute, is all it takes to change everything.

1 minute thinking of the man I love
Made me write this poem for you
For I wish to show you my heart
As I always long from you …