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But I’m afraid to love.
My moyo is like the fragile wings
Of a tiny little dove.
I'm scared to get too close.
I feel that I can't win.
You'll upendo me for a little while
Then you'll set me free again.
I've lived so long on hopes and dreams
I don't know what to do.
I don't think I can trust my heart,
For it belongs to you.
I know you'll only hurt me
Yet, I still keep running back.
Between the paths of our hearts
There's a worn and beaten track.
You've got my moyo held on a string.
It’s breaking right in two.
Enough belongs to me -to hurt-
The rest belongs to you.
I know that somewhere in your heart
There is a place for me.
I just don't know how to find it
And there's no way to make wewe see.
I can only hope that someday
You'll wake up and you'll find,
That while my moyo belongs to yours,
Yours, too, belongs to mine.
" This poem is opposite to my mood as I am very happy in my life but I write this poem for the one who are not happy"
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
I feel the darkness in the place
the place which seems bright to them
These people are not mine
but other recognized me with their names
I am feeling miserable,horrible,terrible here
But they are feeling magical,beautiful,peaceful here
I don't resemble to them in any way
I don't belong to them in any way
Here I am living the life that I never wanted to live
here they are living a life , filling their desires things.
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
I feel the darkness in the place
the place which seems bright to them
These people are not mine
but other recognized me with their names
I am feeling miserable,horrible,terrible here
But they are feeling magical,beautiful,peaceful here
I don't resemble to them in any way
I don't belong to them in any way
Here I am living the life that I never wanted to live
here they are living a life , filling their desires things.
This world doesn't seem of mine
and I don't belong to this
Sad upendo Poems
Sad upendo poems are always one of the best elements of sadness. Nothing describes a broken moyo better than sad upendo poems. The poet’s poetic way uandishi may always find a rhythm with your inner feelings. And better yet if wewe are poet au at least feeling like one, why don’t wewe pick up your pen, in this case your keyboard and write your sad upendo poem. Your poem will help many others in times to come.
I'm so obsesses with poems so I wanted to make one too
I handed wewe my heart
when I handed it to wewe I
told wewe "be careful its
very fragile".
wewe held my moyo in your hands.
When I turned to go I hear
a shattering sound.
I felt a sharp pain go through me.
That instant I knew wewe had
dropped my heart.
I turned to see wewe on your knees
trying to pick up every piece.
I told wewe "forget it its my heart
.....
kwa Geoo (me)
Sad upendo poems are always one of the best elements of sadness. Nothing describes a broken moyo better than sad upendo poems. The poet’s poetic way uandishi may always find a rhythm with your inner feelings. And better yet if wewe are poet au at least feeling like one, why don’t wewe pick up your pen, in this case your keyboard and write your sad upendo poem. Your poem will help many others in times to come.
I'm so obsesses with poems so I wanted to make one too
I handed wewe my heart
when I handed it to wewe I
told wewe "be careful its
very fragile".
wewe held my moyo in your hands.
When I turned to go I hear
a shattering sound.
I felt a sharp pain go through me.
That instant I knew wewe had
dropped my heart.
I turned to see wewe on your knees
trying to pick up every piece.
I told wewe "forget it its my heart
.....
kwa Geoo (me)
They spoke sugar-coated words with a serpentine tongue,
Spun tales with a soft silken voice.
Drew her in with their songs that they sung, that they sung,
She was powerless, without a choice.
They whispered nightmares into her sleeping ears,
Tormenting her even in dreams.
In the light they seemed harmless, not one of her fears,
But these creatures were not what they seemed.
They told her of fire, they told her to burn,
Showed her fury, anger, and destructive things.
She couldn’t resist, she couldn’t escape,
A puppet controlled kwa their gossamer strings.
They whispered her lies and she did as they said,
A weak being destined to fall.
But she’s not alone, they’re not just in her head…
There’s a silver-eyed demon inside of us all.
Spun tales with a soft silken voice.
Drew her in with their songs that they sung, that they sung,
She was powerless, without a choice.
They whispered nightmares into her sleeping ears,
Tormenting her even in dreams.
In the light they seemed harmless, not one of her fears,
But these creatures were not what they seemed.
They told her of fire, they told her to burn,
Showed her fury, anger, and destructive things.
She couldn’t resist, she couldn’t escape,
A puppet controlled kwa their gossamer strings.
They whispered her lies and she did as they said,
A weak being destined to fall.
But she’s not alone, they’re not just in her head…
There’s a silver-eyed demon inside of us all.
upendo Is Like A Snake,
So Cunning And Sly.
Leaves wewe Asking Questions,
Who,What,Where And Why?
My Tears Are Like The Ocean,
Flowing Like The Sea.
Anything I Dream Of,
I Know It Cannot Be.
We Can Gaze Up At The Skies,
And We'll Carefully Listen.
As The Angels Above Laugh,
And Their Wings Shimmer And Glisten.
She Creeps Round The Bushes,
As They Play Hide And Seek.
They'll Hide When We Wake,
And They'll PLay When We Sleep.
They Hate To See Torture,
Poverty And Neglect.
But They're Here To Treasure Us,
They're Here To Protect.
Angels Are Special,
In Each An Every Way.
They're Are Harmless Yet Beautiful,
And They Grow Everyday.
Sometimes It's Hard,
And It Cuts Like A Knife.
But Your Angel Stays With You,
Right Through Your Life.
So Cunning And Sly.
Leaves wewe Asking Questions,
Who,What,Where And Why?
My Tears Are Like The Ocean,
Flowing Like The Sea.
Anything I Dream Of,
I Know It Cannot Be.
We Can Gaze Up At The Skies,
And We'll Carefully Listen.
As The Angels Above Laugh,
And Their Wings Shimmer And Glisten.
She Creeps Round The Bushes,
As They Play Hide And Seek.
They'll Hide When We Wake,
And They'll PLay When We Sleep.
They Hate To See Torture,
Poverty And Neglect.
But They're Here To Treasure Us,
They're Here To Protect.
Angels Are Special,
In Each An Every Way.
They're Are Harmless Yet Beautiful,
And They Grow Everyday.
Sometimes It's Hard,
And It Cuts Like A Knife.
But Your Angel Stays With You,
Right Through Your Life.
wewe hear a normal name...
And the butterflies start.
That feeling in your soul,
That wewe just can't outsmart.
The one wewe think about every minute,
every single day.
wewe feel like picking flowers....
Your moyo skips a beat.....
And when they look at you,
wewe get covered in a lovely heat.
That great feeling, wewe always get...
Cupid just got himself a clean hit!
wewe feel yourself blush,
wewe know this isn't just a crush.
wewe smile, and just think
of what is to come
When wewe hear that voice, wewe now the truth,
Your the one for him, and he's the one for you!
kwa Susie Reeves Copyright 2011
And the butterflies start.
That feeling in your soul,
That wewe just can't outsmart.
The one wewe think about every minute,
every single day.
wewe feel like picking flowers....
Your moyo skips a beat.....
And when they look at you,
wewe get covered in a lovely heat.
That great feeling, wewe always get...
Cupid just got himself a clean hit!
wewe feel yourself blush,
wewe know this isn't just a crush.
wewe smile, and just think
of what is to come
When wewe hear that voice, wewe now the truth,
Your the one for him, and he's the one for you!
kwa Susie Reeves Copyright 2011
This lie's become a part of me
For months, I've played this game
uigizaji like it doesn't hurt
Each time I hear his name
Ignoring what's inside of me
Pretending I've moved on
As if the feelings I once had
For him are somehow gone
Spending each and every day
With happiness and laughs
Forgetting all our memories
Avoiding photographs
But last night when I saw him
For the first time since he left
My moyo stopped for a moment...
I couldn't catch my breath
When suddenly it hit me
As the tears started to flow
That even after all this time...
I just can't let him go
For months, I've played this game
uigizaji like it doesn't hurt
Each time I hear his name
Ignoring what's inside of me
Pretending I've moved on
As if the feelings I once had
For him are somehow gone
Spending each and every day
With happiness and laughs
Forgetting all our memories
Avoiding photographs
But last night when I saw him
For the first time since he left
My moyo stopped for a moment...
I couldn't catch my breath
When suddenly it hit me
As the tears started to flow
That even after all this time...
I just can't let him go
Life can be miserable, cruel and worthless,
It can be the thing wewe dread the most,
But,
Life can be happy,
It can be what wewe look mbele to,
Life can be carefree,
Life is what wewe make it.
Life is a portrait not done yet,
Life gives wewe the paint, your emotions, sanity
The portrait may have it's bad spots,
It may be blurry, and not understandable,
But in the end,
Life will make sense.
And the ones wewe left behind will see your work of Art,
And not judge who wewe are.
-Akiko_the_Cagon
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This is what I think, its not valid fact I believe. But the mind is the center of both your pains and joys, right? Well, this is supposto help.
It can be the thing wewe dread the most,
But,
Life can be happy,
It can be what wewe look mbele to,
Life can be carefree,
Life is what wewe make it.
Life is a portrait not done yet,
Life gives wewe the paint, your emotions, sanity
The portrait may have it's bad spots,
It may be blurry, and not understandable,
But in the end,
Life will make sense.
And the ones wewe left behind will see your work of Art,
And not judge who wewe are.
-Akiko_the_Cagon
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This is what I think, its not valid fact I believe. But the mind is the center of both your pains and joys, right? Well, this is supposto help.
There is a horizon for you,
To onyesha my upendo for wewe from any view,
wewe are my treasure I guard,
I’ll never let tears fall from your eyes,
Whatever wewe want, ask me and I will raise all fit,
Just Say it, I will do it.
Limitless upendo I can give wewe anytime,
Trust me with your moyo every time,
wewe see at a glimpse of me when in want,
I am always ready for wewe to give wewe what wewe want even a bit,
Just say it, I will do it.
I don’t want money, leisure, carefree life,
The only is what I strife,
Is YOU!
To onyesha my upendo for wewe from any view,
wewe are my treasure I guard,
I’ll never let tears fall from your eyes,
Whatever wewe want, ask me and I will raise all fit,
Just Say it, I will do it.
Limitless upendo I can give wewe anytime,
Trust me with your moyo every time,
wewe see at a glimpse of me when in want,
I am always ready for wewe to give wewe what wewe want even a bit,
Just say it, I will do it.
I don’t want money, leisure, carefree life,
The only is what I strife,
Is YOU!
