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!
The siku is Ending
The sun is Setting
All is over
But i am sad
My moyo is still grey
My Marafiki are mad at me
And i am still sad
I go to sleep
But i can not stop thinking of what i have done
Will my Marafiki ever Forgive me
And i am still Sad
I Have hurt a friend and Choked another
What have i done
And i am still sad
Why have i done this why
I have been tricked
Betrayed even
kwa the Evil one
I must get him
Pay him for what he has done to me
When i have done so my Marafiki will be happy
And so will i
The sun is Setting
All is over
But i am sad
My moyo is still grey
My Marafiki are mad at me
And i am still sad
I go to sleep
But i can not stop thinking of what i have done
Will my Marafiki ever Forgive me
And i am still Sad
I Have hurt a friend and Choked another
What have i done
And i am still sad
Why have i done this why
I have been tricked
Betrayed even
kwa the Evil one
I must get him
Pay him for what he has done to me
When i have done so my Marafiki will be happy
And so will i
