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This Poems picha might contain utukufu shimo, lazaretto, glory hole, and shimo ya utukufu.
Dear Mom, this is a poem for you. Hope wherever wewe are, your with your dad and wewe can finally have the birthday you've always wanted, I upendo you, we all miss you.
Your silly cutesy smile,
Your crazy actions that wewe did were oh so wild!
I miss you,
every time I think of you, all the memories that I have with you...
I reach for a tissue.
I don't care if this sounds really sappy,
all I care about is if this made wewe happy.
I upendo you, I miss wewe especially that damned
smile,
that damned crazy smile will be here even if wewe haven't been here yourself for a while.
Happy birthday,
oh how I wish I could've been there with wewe when wewe needed me... then maybe you'd be here with all of us today,
today on your 43rd birthday.
Your silly cutesy smile,
Your crazy actions that wewe did were oh so wild!
I miss you,
every time I think of you, all the memories that I have with you...
I reach for a tissue.
I don't care if this sounds really sappy,
all I care about is if this made wewe happy.
I upendo you, I miss wewe especially that damned
smile,
that damned crazy smile will be here even if wewe haven't been here yourself for a while.
Happy birthday,
oh how I wish I could've been there with wewe when wewe needed me... then maybe you'd be here with all of us today,
today on your 43rd birthday.
The carousel of lies, In which we all ride.
Prohibiting us from upendo so abide.
wewe cannot see clearly, take a closer look.
At the words in my sad, endless book.
One lie after another, It comes so easy.
Unfortunately the outcome may not be so pleasing.
The truth hurts, heals and stores.
The lies which we have made before.
Lies of love, lies of hate.
Maybe soon we will be set straight.
Candy coating lies to muhuri the truth.
au painful lies to stain our suits
The mask we are behind is ought to break,
As well the carousel of lies we rode yesterday.
Yeah so um if anyone wants to request a poem topic then go ahead. maoni ? Thanks (:
-OfmiceandDes
Prohibiting us from upendo so abide.
wewe cannot see clearly, take a closer look.
At the words in my sad, endless book.
One lie after another, It comes so easy.
Unfortunately the outcome may not be so pleasing.
The truth hurts, heals and stores.
The lies which we have made before.
Lies of love, lies of hate.
Maybe soon we will be set straight.
Candy coating lies to muhuri the truth.
au painful lies to stain our suits
The mask we are behind is ought to break,
As well the carousel of lies we rode yesterday.
Yeah so um if anyone wants to request a poem topic then go ahead. maoni ? Thanks (:
-OfmiceandDes
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
