Thursday, 3 March 2016

LOVELY

I know you dont believe me,
But you were my first,
And have been my only love.
I know I should have moved on
And I thought I had,
But the touch of her
Reminds me solely of you


Your name lingers on my lips,
Even when it is hers I wish to speak...
Even her embrace reminds me of you,
Lucy, this heart longs for you,
Even when I know you moved on
And, may be, felt no such love for me,
I still have love for you


The next man you love,
Love him better than you did me,
And if he does really let you in,
Lovely, don't crush him like you did me.
Remember still,
I will love you more
than they ever will.

Lovely, the dozens after you
Complain that you left me empty
That my heart found a home in you
But you refuse to reciprocate.
If they knew you
They would say you broke a good man
Lovely, these are tears of a sad man.

Monday, 22 February 2016

SCARS

I am in love with my scars
The semi-healed wounds and scabs
The pain they once held
The lessons that they gave

i am in love with my scars
the stories of victories
and losses i endure
the testament of strength
that will spur me on.

I am in love with my scars
My version of events
That soothes the soul
The balm to my heart
The map to my mind.
i am in love with my scars

Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Disillusion

It is not I
that is lying on the barroom floor
Staring in to the darkness of space
Stating a prayer that is out of place.
The desolation of me
Marinated in beer, gin and rum
Listening to the din of an old drum
Declaring my disillusion

It is not I
Looking back at you
From the bottom of a glass
Asking for your inebriated ideas
Seeking intoxicated solutions
Devouring deadly portions
In hope of an answer

It is not I
You see bent over the toilet bowl
Retching my regret and depression
Begging for release
begging for peace
but getting none
so I go back to the bottle
No it is not I

It is not I
You see stumble and stagger
Holding a bottle of larger
Haunted by dreams unfulfilled
Daunted by life incomplete
Skulking in the dark alleys
Let the day reveal my mistakes
It is not I
perhaps a mere silhouette 

Doubt

Who was I to you?
The scapegoat for all your mistakes:
The one who kept pulling you back
When you strove ahead.
The inkling reminder
Of all that could have gone wrong
Of all that did go wrong
Of all that should have gone wrong

Who was I to you?
Was I your strength
Or your weakness
The deep breath you held in
Or the sharp sigh that took it away
The fleeting ghost you wished away

Who was I to you?
Because I was headed nowhere
But you followed me there
What for?
I had nothing to offer
sill have nothing to offer
so why not answer

Who was I to you?
Who am I to you?
I am lost to myself
So am I lost to you
A reflection of your worst
A portrait of a being so far from grace
who was I to you,
and why?

Wednesday, 3 February 2016

Angel

Broken my wings might be
but I am still an angel
tethered but unbound
perched on the ground
but I will be free

My arms are wide open,
follow me
or let me be
I will not embrace
nor slap your face
as long as you agree
to cause me no disgrace

I gave voice to reason
Silenced the rage within
the hurt that simmered
fizzled with the season
though I am still fallen
my pride is untrodden

I needed you once
when I was weak
when I was lost
and you walked away
gave me time to find my faith
to find my strength
Now I need you not

Broken my wings might be
but I am still an angel
and I will take my flight.
Leave you behind
as our paths diverge
fading in to the night


Monday, 25 January 2016

Despicable


When the royal aristocrat took leave of him,
Adorned him in attire befitting his new stature
As they did so many of his stray siblings
They baptized him with a brand new name
Ken Yah. Despicable huh
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They loved his deep green shirt
the flamboyant red belt
the black trousers
and the white tie
Ken Yah. Despicable huh
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He was full of promise
Showed immense potential
Was for a time the model
For all his stray siblings
Ken Yah. Despicable huh

They forgot to diagnose him
His tendency to self- cannibalism
Self sabotage and self destruction
His need for his own undoing
Ken Yah. Despicable huh.

His green shirt now faded
to the shade of pale diarrhea
His trouser shredded to bits
His once radiant smile
dotted in rotten, chipped teeth
Ken Yah. Despicable huh.
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He only looks at the past
and what could have been
his accelerated rush to the grave
his masters flee from him
Ken Yah. Despicable huh

Wednesday, 30 December 2015

ENDING FRIENDSHIPS

As the friendship goes resentment grows, we will walk our different ways- Bad Blood- Bastille

I am sure as everyone reads that line, you realize that there are always those moments in almost all of the relationships we have, be it with friends or family. The moment when you realize that there isn't much to hold you together. The dawning of the truth that your road together has come to its inevitable end. Take a minute and look back at how many of your individual relationships have had to meet this stick end.

Personally, as I look back on the friendships that I have lost- consciously or unconsciously- I discover that there is a lot I could have done differently to try and keep those that I valued close to me. Equally, there is plenty that I would not do any differently. This situation is the kind some might term as being at a cross roads. The time when you need to pick, albeit painfully, between those you need to push further away and those you need to keep close to the vest.

We have had to push some people away. People who either drag you down, weigh negatively on you and end up causing you more grief than joy. I tried to lend a hand to a few such individuals. Big mistake. Those relationships felt like being the Titanic or the Bismark, doomed to sink even with all the effort of the universe vested in it to keep it a float. Unfortunately, being perceived as a 'good guy' tends to draw these types out of the woodwork. The kind of people who bury themselves neck deep in shit because they know you will be there for them. The endless hoards of people sapping all the emotion out of you. The reason I send them off is, no matter how hard or well you try, they always end up doing something silly and drag you down with their baggage. The best lesson I learnt was to push them away as fast and as hard as you can. Burn those bridges so that they do not follow you.


Then there are the pompous types that believe that they know everything about you. They even believe that in their deluded way they can tell you who you are and how to be you. They even confuse themselves long enough to think that they can run your life for you. These are the friendships that fade into resentment so fast, lightening would feel slow. The people who develop an entitlement to your emotion and if you let them, to your being. If unwatched they may fill you with such self doubt and loathing that you will never move forward. The only answer for such people is to ask them to stick their opinions about you where the sun will never shine.

Next are the kind that get their heads in the clouds. The people who feel like they got ahead in life and no longer value or seek your company. I am certain that there are a number of individuals who are of the view that with growth there should be notable change in the company you keep. However, life been life tends to dish out quit a bit of karma. When the time at the top crushes down and you come tumbling. Word to the wise, its the same people you left at the bottom that you will expect to prop you up on your feet. Point is don't forget the people who helped you on your rise.


That being said, some friendships just come to a natural end. If you get to that point when you can neither enjoy the things that you did together nor find common ground to find joy in. this are the relationships that end with some, if not a lot of emotional pain. When you start to drift apart and none of you is willing to make an effort to keep the relationship going, then you need to accept that this friendship has for all intensive purposes served its purpose. When you cannot be there for each other at those times you need each other most, and the people around you change. That is a friendship that you can cherish for memory, but it serves both parties better is they willfully let go of each other.

Finally, are the friends who are as refreshing as sunshine. Those that brighten your life and offer a helping hand when you need one. The kind of friends who will give you the truth hard and bare when you need it. The kind who will have you back and not stab you in it. These are the rare birds, that if found should be dearly cherished. Important thing to not is that you need to reciprocate in equal measure. If not, then it will quickly fade into one of the relationships described above. I have been fortunate enough to have found someone that reliable and I do try my best to be as good as I can to them as they are to me. After seven years I admit she is extremely amazing company. May God bless her for it. {NAOMI}
 

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