Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Saturday, September 15, 2018

Broken but still living,


Broken but 
still alive...
I'm alive, and still loving myself,
I love myself, don't judge
 me when you see me
 broken with a missing
 piece inside me,
Don't love me if you 
don't like what you see.
I love me, so don't
 question my loyalty, 
It don't matter if you
 see a key in me.
If you can't turn it, 
then you can't turn me on,
You can try, but you 
need to put your 
love In all of this.
Please me, don't tease me,
 don't tell me your ready
 when you aren't 
ready for this mess.
The mess i made, 
are my mistakesAnd
 the mistakes
 I made You can 
take it or leave it.
Cause I been left for dead,
I've been dead inside.
But I still know how to fight inside.

By Tony Parks

GIFT OF FRESH LEAVES


(A Plea Song for Leah Sharibu)

If Leah, is a gift of fresh leaves,
Please, give us this gift,
Before the soulless scorching sun,
Harvested by the grotesque hands
Of bosomless savage beasts,
Turns our dear gift of fresh leaves
Into a gift of dried leaves: 

President Buhari, we beseech you;
Please gift us with Leah, and the others girl.
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Leah, is the young school girl, who (the so called) bokoharam is still holding in captivity, after releasing the other girls they 'kidnapped' alongside her in Dapchi, Yobe state Nigeria, just because she refused to renounce her christian faith -- and be converted to a muslim. Since February, 2018 -- more than 200 days now, Leah, is still in captivity...
#SaintLeah #FreeLeah #BringBackOurGirls
©Ogadinma Iroka 15/09/2018.
Image: The Cable.

Searching for you ...


Why is my mind constantly 
Searching for you 
Every nook and corner in my heart 
You left an indelible mark 
Which I tried many times 
To wipe out in vain 
You have become part of my
Life now leaving no room
For anyone,  my love 
Your charming looks captured my heart at the very first meeting 
Under the twilight glow 
An evening well spent 
Together in love 
You went away to another land looking for a job !
I wait for you day and night
In the hope you will be mine 
Very soon !
These thoughts are killing me every day losing my sleep every night !
I am ready to embrace you 
Leaving the past 
Waiting with beautiful flowers 
From the garden of my heart !

(C) Sarala Balachandran
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