Break Free

You fell in love with your pain that you can't tell the difference between agony and affection

That you can't turn off the voices of doubt in your head, you carry them in the space that should carry my heart with the same hands that should pat me to serenity

You have made music from every echo of misfortune that all your limbs fluently bend to the tunes of calamity

You have become so trapped in your tales of failure that you despise the reality of how you have won my heart

Have become so accustomed to defeat that you spit venom at the idea of victory and flee from the sounds of happiness

You have confined yourself in the yesterday's fall

and have become sightless to the love I spatter you with every Sunday morning

 

How to love a woman

“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.


Bob Marley

The sun came looking for you
Yet again you were nowhere to be found

Could it be that you were under someone else's sheets
 Again?

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It was a sad day

that day

when she realised

there was

something better

than the love

we effortlessly shared

That painful day

when she threw

the portraits of our love

out the window

from the 7th floor

that best kept

the scent of her new love

she thought out loud

Oblivious to the sounds

that escaped from her lips

It was a cloudy day

that promised rain drops of my tears

enough to feed the soil

to destruction

that I realised

that perhaps

it was okay

to not fight at all

for the milk that already

adorned the tiles

of our house

the minute she uttered

"please don't wait up for me"

I don't want the sunshine

if it doesn't shine in your eyes

I don't want warmth

if it's not in your arms

I won't worship the moon

if it won't lead you home

how I envy the winds that bear the traces of your scent

I bless the soil that taps to the tunes of your footsteps

Blessed are those who bask in the sounds of your voice

as you partake in conversations

that should have been with me

I still remember those moments

when we laid awake at night,

our forms flawlessly adorning the lawn,

when we counted the stars in the sky

and you said the brightest one was mine

 you kissed me a little

we ended up making love

our bodies in sync with our leaping hearts

and the neighbours almost saw us

those moments haunt me

to the edge

of destruction

as I mourn

the absence

of your affection

My Kinda Lover

She sang lullaby to my blues

and

Popped the worries outta my mind

The thought of you
Makes me cringe
With excitement
As I wander
On the lanes of memory
Reminiscing on how we became
That crazy day
Still makes me laugh
That crazy day
That began you and me
Against all odds
No support from the community
We became
On that faithful day
That marks anniversary
to our strange kinda affair