Tears of goodbye
Tears of fear
holding onto wewe
it consumes your heart
it rushes to your head
wewe shake and cringe
wewe stare and wewe wave
wewe grab your chest
as if it is now hollow
wewe whisper a note
wewe whisper a love
wewe turn to walk
but find wewe can't move
wewe take some breathes
and count to 10
wewe hold on to chest
once again
wewe start to calm down
wewe start to see
wewe find a mirror
and see what he now see's
wewe whisper soft
but yet still clear
wewe take one zaidi breath
and start to quiver
wewe shake away the fear
and begin to trust
'how come i could upendo wewe and still it was never enough?'
what happens inayofuata is very suprising
your sure its just a dream
because a girl with a broken heart
just stopped crying her fears
and its then that wewe realised
wewe were zaidi than enough
and wewe always had been
it wasn't wewe
it wasn't wewe and him
it was him that wewe didn't see
who played wewe along
and then who broke apart such a beautiful song.
Tears of fear
holding onto wewe
it consumes your heart
it rushes to your head
wewe shake and cringe
wewe stare and wewe wave
wewe grab your chest
as if it is now hollow
wewe whisper a note
wewe whisper a love
wewe turn to walk
but find wewe can't move
wewe take some breathes
and count to 10
wewe hold on to chest
once again
wewe start to calm down
wewe start to see
wewe find a mirror
and see what he now see's
wewe whisper soft
but yet still clear
wewe take one zaidi breath
and start to quiver
wewe shake away the fear
and begin to trust
'how come i could upendo wewe and still it was never enough?'
what happens inayofuata is very suprising
your sure its just a dream
because a girl with a broken heart
just stopped crying her fears
and its then that wewe realised
wewe were zaidi than enough
and wewe always had been
it wasn't wewe
it wasn't wewe and him
it was him that wewe didn't see
who played wewe along
and then who broke apart such a beautiful song.
As wewe know, I live in New Zealand, a place abundant with clouds, mountains, and kondoo (I know, right!!!). This means that whenever we go on a school trip we're seeing lakes, au mountains, or, and this is my personal favourite, kichaka ('cause that never gets old). This time it was Mount Holdsworth.
After the trip we were asked to write some poetry that the kichaka had inspired. There was all that "If beauty could speak" cr*p, and some "Listen to the whisper of the trees", wewe know, all that. This is what it inspired for me...
ATTEMPT #1
The water running over the rocks,
makes me want to pee,
I think of Niagra falls,
The pee trickles down my knee.
ATTEMPT #2
The wind whistles in my hair,
makes me want to itch,
I scratch my hair a little bit,
Whoops, there goes a flying nit.
ATTEMPT #3
The bird chirping in the trees,
Makes my ears real sore,
Dad pulls a gun from his bag,
BOOM! Birdy chirps no more.
After the trip we were asked to write some poetry that the kichaka had inspired. There was all that "If beauty could speak" cr*p, and some "Listen to the whisper of the trees", wewe know, all that. This is what it inspired for me...
ATTEMPT #1
The water running over the rocks,
makes me want to pee,
I think of Niagra falls,
The pee trickles down my knee.
ATTEMPT #2
The wind whistles in my hair,
makes me want to itch,
I scratch my hair a little bit,
Whoops, there goes a flying nit.
ATTEMPT #3
The bird chirping in the trees,
Makes my ears real sore,
Dad pulls a gun from his bag,
BOOM! Birdy chirps no more.
Drift apart, this world is an art.
How so many people can come together as one,
and they learn to have fun.
It's amazing how, in times of need,
we all can overcome, and be one indeed.
No one wants to remember the bad times,
but those things can rule our lives.
Happiness is all that matters
until the happiness is shattered.
All we really need is each other
to grow and upendo another.
I think too much time is spent being sad,
when all we really should be is glad.
We have light, color, beauty, sound!
So why are people sad when no one is around?
It's the thought that counts, that's what people say,
so we'll be fine as long as we keep them in our hearts everyday.
How so many people can come together as one,
and they learn to have fun.
It's amazing how, in times of need,
we all can overcome, and be one indeed.
No one wants to remember the bad times,
but those things can rule our lives.
Happiness is all that matters
until the happiness is shattered.
All we really need is each other
to grow and upendo another.
I think too much time is spent being sad,
when all we really should be is glad.
We have light, color, beauty, sound!
So why are people sad when no one is around?
It's the thought that counts, that's what people say,
so we'll be fine as long as we keep them in our hearts everyday.
P1 - I swear i stil do
Is this the way we are going to end?
I still remember those days when we held each others hands.
And let out our feelings.
Those days when we never had a fight,
Those great nights we spent just looking at the stars.
How can we just leave like this?
How can we not believe one another?
Because everything I alisema was true.
And when I alisema I upendo you, I swear I still do.
P2 - Catch me
I thought wewe would be there through the times that I needed wewe the most.
I thought wewe would be there to help me
When your upendo was needed the most,
But I guess I was wrong.
I guess I was just so blind to see that I’ve never fallen so hard thinking wewe would be there catch me.
Is this the way we are going to end?
I still remember those days when we held each others hands.
And let out our feelings.
Those days when we never had a fight,
Those great nights we spent just looking at the stars.
How can we just leave like this?
How can we not believe one another?
Because everything I alisema was true.
And when I alisema I upendo you, I swear I still do.
P2 - Catch me
I thought wewe would be there through the times that I needed wewe the most.
I thought wewe would be there to help me
When your upendo was needed the most,
But I guess I was wrong.
I guess I was just so blind to see that I’ve never fallen so hard thinking wewe would be there catch me.
some amature suff
Dream Of My upendo So Far
Through my dreams,
I see you,
And me,
Kissing and holding hands forever.
On this roller coaster
i'm so scared
but your right there
holding my hand so safely
But they don't agree
This upendo is out of hand they say
I am taken away
And our connection is broken
But zaidi dreams to come
Say you're okay
But I wish always
To see wewe someday
Butterflies
The gracefull butterfly,
Flies so very high,
Her beautiful winds flapping in a rythmic beat.
Sometimes I wish,
That I could fly so gracefully,
And to leave my fears down on Earth.
To Forget all my troubles,
To let go of all grief,
To be as free as a butterfly.
My feet would list,
My head held up high,
Soon I would be in the sky.
To fly like the butterflies,
Is all I ask for.
Freedom at last.
Dream Of My upendo So Far
Through my dreams,
I see you,
And me,
Kissing and holding hands forever.
On this roller coaster
i'm so scared
but your right there
holding my hand so safely
But they don't agree
This upendo is out of hand they say
I am taken away
And our connection is broken
But zaidi dreams to come
Say you're okay
But I wish always
To see wewe someday
Butterflies
The gracefull butterfly,
Flies so very high,
Her beautiful winds flapping in a rythmic beat.
Sometimes I wish,
That I could fly so gracefully,
And to leave my fears down on Earth.
To Forget all my troubles,
To let go of all grief,
To be as free as a butterfly.
My feet would list,
My head held up high,
Soon I would be in the sky.
To fly like the butterflies,
Is all I ask for.
Freedom at last.
I don’t think I could ever upendo someone like I loved you
wewe are my first and last upendo
wewe go I go
wewe stay I stay
And wewe might think that’s weird but that’s the way it goes
That’s the way upendo is
And no matter how hard we try to let go
wewe will always find your self coming back.
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Let’s go on a first date
Where it’s cold in the night
So wewe can hold me close in your arms really tight.
Let’s wait for the train.
And if it starts to rains wewe can be my shelter.
I will tell wewe my feelings and wewe will tell me yours.
We can laugh and kiss and imagine always being like this.
And when the train comes
wewe can take me home
I will let wewe hold my hand until we arrive to my doorstep.
Were we will say our goodbyes?
And with a touch wewe give me
I will be satisfied.
wewe are my first and last upendo
wewe go I go
wewe stay I stay
And wewe might think that’s weird but that’s the way it goes
That’s the way upendo is
And no matter how hard we try to let go
wewe will always find your self coming back.
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Let’s go on a first date
Where it’s cold in the night
So wewe can hold me close in your arms really tight.
Let’s wait for the train.
And if it starts to rains wewe can be my shelter.
I will tell wewe my feelings and wewe will tell me yours.
We can laugh and kiss and imagine always being like this.
And when the train comes
wewe can take me home
I will let wewe hold my hand until we arrive to my doorstep.
Were we will say our goodbyes?
And with a touch wewe give me
I will be satisfied.
Black roses;
They became the roses that where once red,
They became this Black when my moyo bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my moyo follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful wewe are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe wewe like them (:
They became the roses that where once red,
They became this Black when my moyo bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my moyo follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful wewe are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe wewe like them (:
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