I prayed To the sea for a feeling so deep blue To the volcano for a feeling so Amber, it burns To the moon for a feeling so fluorescent It lights up a devil’s heart. I prayed to the sun for a feeling deep yellow
And memories of me with my friends come to heart. The moment in the sun The heat blazing on our faces As we ran ourselves into dehydration Swam in muddy waters to the dismay of mother Summer smiles so joy filled Disregarding the ass whipping waiting at home.
The moment under the moonlight The calm of the night under the twilight So blissful, Love blossomed Two by two cartapiller by two We could barely see where we set foot I guess love is truly blind
The moment we fought over silly stupid things Yet we remembered that we were more than those fights could ever be. Loneliness still accompanies these memories
The moment in the sea The cold water soaking our skin Kisses, snuggles and tight hugs Keeping us warm in this cold sea
The Sand Beneath our feet Siavonga beaches so hot Samfya beaches so warm Dancing our hearts away Like toddlers in the sandpit
The smell of the rain Every drop on our faces was Devine Soul cleansing like a bath long yearned for And yearn for it we did Our souls needed it
The dust on our faces Linen Stained beyond washable Like wine stain on a rug Mother will get angry Care for mother’s wrath we threw to the winds For we were thirsting a cleansing so deep and sensual
We were joyful little creatures of the moon & sun I wish I could stay longer my friends But now its time to grow Sing lullabies to my little ones For they too need to make FRIENDS LIKE YOU.
Why do you love me? She asked. You say my name like you know the dark side of me You engage my Demons in the art of dancing in the rain You quench your thirst with my tears Their taste is second to none My fears you mock not My heart you guide in the dark Shelter in the rain. When the storm hits In my embrace you find a home. The Art of dancing on infernos You perfected on my hellish rage.
Let the breeze undress you Let your garmets fall like autumn leaves Expose the naked truth of your soul It’s cold touch will caress your burning desires cool It’s dark kisses will linger Like a tangy sensation A reminder of the love we once had A Memory in the Shadow.
A place where I trust the toilet seat enough to not cleaning it before I sit on it.
A place where I feel safe to cry when I can’t take it anymore.
A place where I can be weird around people without feeling weird or awkward.
A place where I know I don’t have to prove my worth because everyone there knows my worth.
A place where I can dance without feeling awkward and sing with no worry about who is gonna laugh or sing along
Lastly a place where my siblings annoy me, make me happy, misunderstand me but understand me because we are all at different stages in Life so we don’t have pep talks unless its too deep to be shared with a friend.
My dirty oily hands, You kiss as though they were made of gold smeared in honey My tools, You clean with gentleness as though they were a sword of a Knight of Knights My work, You marvel at as though I was commander of armies of Knights
The touch of my greasy hands, You yearn for as though they bore the warmth of the sun at dawn My dirty feet, You grovel at as though I was a god My dusty head, You crown as thought I was King of Kings
My eyes, You look into as though in them lies salvation My dry lips, You kiss as though they were manna of life My embrace, You hold onto as though it was the breath you breathe
My dirty greasy lap, You sit on as though it were a throne for a Queen of Queens You honour me as though I am royalty For many dare say, I deserve no such honour For I am but a mere MECAHNIC
She promised to come for him He waited like a patient man he was It was too late When she arrived Time was not on his side So his last breath Hopelessly she witnessed. For time was all they needed Yet they had none.