Poems and writing

Missing piece 

In your arms you held me ,

In your arms you wondered how someone could be so tiny and wee,

In your arms you promised you'd always be there,

In your arms you gave me peace in your loving stare ,

In your eyes you seen me grow,

In your eyes you seen me love the world I love, understand and now know,

In your eyes you whitnested laughter and tears ,

In your eyes you showed concern for how months soon turned to years,

In your mind you pondered the futures will,

In your mind you wish time would just stand still,

In your mind you started to worry ,

In your mind you were scared and the darkness made our future blurry,

In your heart your heart I think your love for me was strong,

In your heart I wonder how could you make a decision so wrong,

In your heart do you ever regret ?

In your heart did you just  want to leave and forget ?

In my eyes realised I you were gone ,

But in my eyes I wiped my tears ,grew up and now a woman have moved on,

In my mind lessons have been learned ,

But in my mind I still think about another life I have now yearned ,

In my heart I still have these faded memories that come to show,

But in my heart I'm not alone and your presence is now just part of my story from long ago.


Down the street

 Down the street, down the street 

Carrying thoughts from my head to beneath my feet,vastly pacing in fear of who I may meet , because of my inability to fairly greet.

Wondering if it’s ok to talk,

I ignore my conscious and continue to walk.

If only I had an invisible cloak, in which my anxiety would not provoke.

My head in a haunting haze, I could not make contact with a those with a-friendly gaze ,for my concentration is a never ending maze.

Down the street, down the street

Wondering if this was a battle I would ever beat,or should I accept defeat as punishment for my own deceit .

Like a flower about to wilt, I could not survive without surrendering with guilt , for I’m in a cage in which my own mind has built.

All I want to do is hide, constantly concealing tears I have cried , in order to set my true reality aside so I can keep what’s left of my pride.

Down the street, down the street 

I have no conceit I’m tired,society’s views are hard to compete,like the concrete beneath i keep my opinions discreet .

The voices in my head so loud, I look at others how they can vocalise theirs aloud, as they stroll ahead so proud.

One day I pray that I will have a say , and this voice I will disobey , and with much will I will climb the hill and find my own way.




My canvas

Dear come near ,

Yes mother I’m here,

Listen very clear , 

I want to know now is the photo the thing I fear,

Mother why do you have interfere ,

And make accusations so severe,

Be grateful don’t be so hateful,

Wow what a choice of words very tasteful 

What is wrong with you?,

Nothing I’m grand?

Really I give you an arm you take a hand,

My god your state , 

And you once a girl with a promising fateIsn’t any wonder ,

These voices in my head are as loud as thunder,

When you point out my every word and blunder.

I see you stare ,

With your glare of disappointment, 

Me ! be different do I dare,

That is true I don’t know you , 

My own daughter ,

Who has let her life go to the slaughter.

What is you used to say be who you are and live  every day

 I paint my canvas and you colour it grey ,

You always said be kind and have faith , 

You now blind to who I am and i am disgrace ,

How is it fair in order to spare your despair of me 

Is to not declare who I want to be ,

Just because I colour my hair ,

And we’re different clothes  and don’t really care , 

How is wanting to love someone like me unfair,

You ignore my expression ,

And and expect me to live my life in repression

Especially with great discretion ,

You want me to change ,

In which you exchange your intercession ,

so I may abide and obey with concession,

You say Light a candle, 

Really ,this is the cure to my life I can not handle,

I have a soul in which you think my sins have taken a toal, 

but for who my heart burns for you can not control,

We like to sing ,We like to dance ,

And in that moment captured we were  in a trance ,

I could go on my knees and pray for salvation,

But nothing will ever cure my love or infatuation,

I’ am the sky and you are the storm that make my colour disappear, they are the sun and together we make a rainbow appear.