Love

I think the scariest thing to do in life is to fall in love.

To let go of all your inhibitions, all your fears, all your worries.

To love someone who can do no wrong in your eyes.

Senseless love,

Senseless emotion.

Those that choose to fall in love

Yes choose

Because the mere fact that you disobey your instincts telling you that breaking down all your walls can only end one way, most of the time – badly, is most definitely a choice

To all the lovers out there:

I salute you,

I applaud you.

Because what you do is brave

Very brave

Love exacts a pain unequalled on the rack.

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Defensive

She walks up the street

Head down

Hood up

The pavement is her catwalk and the rain is her music

She walks confidently

Taking her time with each stride

Dancing with the wind at her side

They are scared

Scared because her face is unseen

Scared because of the colour of her skin

But she is human

As real and as human as you or me

Yet they move swiftly to the other side of the street

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She continues up the street

She notices a bunch of men behind her

That does not seem to change her manner

But she is aware

Aware of the potential risk

She plans her escape route in case things should go awry

They see her

They laugh and giggle

She notices that too, so her pace increases by two.

They follow her,

and just as she was about to turn the corner

They pass in front of her, smile, and keep on walking.

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Frustration

My heart cannot beat for nothing.

I get all the attention but never from you

Like a nightmare, you torment me

Delve into my subconscious

When you say you will call, but don’t

I don’t even know if it’s because you’re genuinely busy

Or you just don’t care

You choose to call me when you want to talk

Am I just your side bitch?

But I still like you,

Still drawn to you

I can’t say no.

I need someone to brainwash me,

Remind me that I’m suffering,

Because you were older,

I thought you were going to be more responsible

Guess I was wrong.

And now I am stuck.

Do you love me?

Or do you not?

That is the question.

By Georgette and Shalom

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Fonder

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Little did I know that I can’t live any longer

Without you in my life I can’t get any stronger

As each day passes I contemplate about the days we had

What I thought was a ball of confusion were the best weeks I’ve ever had

My lover my friend, my soul mate…

Isn’t it funny that we never had a proper date?

Yet our conversations went on for hours talking about life, music and past liars

It was so easy to get caught up in the world’s prophecies

That it soon became their relationship and no longer ours

Hours and Hours of time had passed without a single word

A word from you is all I need to respire

Bring me back to life my lost choir

Your songs lifted my spirit and made all the pain go away

I’m sorry I hurt you, I hurt us, but not a day goes by that I don’t think of you

Absence makes the heart grow fonder

Little did I know that I can’t live any longer

Without you in my life I can’t get any stronger

In answer to your first ever question,

It’s “Yes!” 

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Confined

I really want to love you.

But I’m scared you might spoil me rotten.

Or chew me up like a dogs bone.

You might love me tenderly,

or let me go easy…

It’s all the same.

You are the risk.

If I was explicit you’d lose interest.

But if I don’t let you know, how can you know?

Boys are so slow in figuring out what they want at the right time.

A guy once said to me, “Girls know in 10 minutes, guys in 10 years…”

So far it seems to be true.

Your smile,

your voice,

you make me laugh,

Fill up my day –

You are who I think about.

I needed to let this out,

to let this go…

Cause the way things are going…

my love for you is confined to this poem.

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I

I want to be loved

I want to be held

I want you to hold me.

Hold me tight, hold me close, never let go

If you let go of me, I’ll fly away

Away from this place

A place unknown to you

You will ask around, ask to hear my voice again

But once again, I’ll be away, away from you

All I need is for you to be honest with me

And tell me, “Baby, I’m in love with you.”

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Player

Now you overreact, just because I had the guts to fightback.

Starry eyed and bushy tailed I was.

So naive to you, and all you represented.

Every time I caught you out and had the sense to comment,

You tell me that ‘It’s really not like that!’

Stupidly I stayed, still charmed by your ways.

I should have known I was being played.

 

‘I’m too emotional!’ I tell a friend.

‘More like gullable.’ She replies.

‘Just like I have told you a thousand times,’ She continues.

‘Be weary of the guys that go around like they own the world.’

That does seem like good advice, but one forgets the heart that tries.

Tries to follow common sense when all the feelings don’t make sense.

So I follow my heart and I don’t trip despite the obvious.

I should have known I was being played.

 

He took my heart and tore it into little pieces.

I am one of the unfortunate that loves hard when they do.

The worst mistake of my life.

He took my heart and broke it again, again and again.

‘I care about you baby…’ smooth talking me back into his arms.

So big, brown and muscular. I can feel them around me.

Those arms that caressed Lucy, Dolapo, Shaniqua and Kyoto.

I am just another notch on his belt.

I should have known I was being played.

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