Life's Voyage - Adulthood & The Unknown, Page 2

  Before you can resist it, you mention your thought

  Now look what your actions has brought

  A never ending fight will be caused now that it is known

  You do not know the truth but wrong accusations are thrown

  The little green monster as it is known sits right on your shoulder

  Brings tears and sorrow into your home and makes it feel colder

  What was once a heart filled with love is now empty

  You have now started a war and it is deadly

  Every move is counted and every step is watched

  If only the words you have said could be squashed

  The little green monster as it is known sits right on your shoulder

  Satisfied with you as you have done exactly what he has just said with smoulder

  With a job well done and another heart broken in pieces

  He gets up and dusts of his clothes, getting rid of the creases

  With another soul destroyed and will stay fearsome

  Jealousy walks out the door to find his next victim

  Life in the house

  In the house with the rafters hanging on mercy

  Lives a man, lonely and ready to give up on the world

  Every day is a battle to breathe, to live and to thrive

  In the house with the rafters hanging on mercy.

  In the house with the perfectly kept front lawn

  Lives a woman, gardening while her husband works

  Every day is a joy filled with flowers and sweet kisses

  In the house with the perfectly kept lawn.

  In the house with two toddlers running free

  Lives a married couple, wishing for sleep and loving their saplings

  Every day is a rush and full of “leave that” and “stop running!”

  In the house with two toddlers running free.

  In the house with the alcoholic father

  Lives a scared mother and child

  Every day is filled with shouting and slamming of doors

  In the house with the alcoholic father.

  In the house with a single parent trying to feed her children

  Lives a child unaware of how difficult life can get

  Every day is filled with carefree play and bread for dinner

  In the house with a single parent trying to feed her children.

  In the house with a man caring for his dying wife

  Lives a husband and wife, trying to make the best of their last days together

  Every day is filled with silent tears and prayers for another day

  In the house with a man caring for his dying wife.

  In the house with no soul to keep it warm and live between its walls

  Lives a spirit, left seeking the love lost in time

  Every day is filled with wandering the corridors of the empty hall

  In the house with no soul to keep it warm and live between its walls.

  Love child

  I have carried you for nine months

  Sang to you and tickled your feet when you kicked

  I have endured sickness and funny smells

  To see your face I dreamt of each night

  My back has ached and sleep deprived me

  My clothes clung to my growing belly

  Where you lay, I tried to make it comfortable

  The foods I loved, I set aside for you I did it all

  Because you were made from love and love you are.

  I endured tired days and tearful nights

  All of this I did with the notion that I will meet you shortly

  I calmed your nerves when hiccups took your small body

  Massaged you turning around in your cocoon

  Made sure you were as healthy as can be

  We made a room for you and painted it blue

  Toys lined the walls and clothes of every kind

  Because you were made from love and love you are.

  When it was time to meet you, silently I felt the pain of your life

  With each breath I knew I was going to meet you

  On the bed I lay, waiting for you to make your presence known

  And there you were, finally I will meet

  But you did not utter one sound

  Your body lay still as you were put into my arms

  Your eyes did not greet me and your heart did not beat

  I have met you now my sweet child

  Because you were made from love and love you always will be.

  Marry me

  “Marry me,” he said, and sparks flew like doves being freed from a cage

  Be mine forever, I promise to take care of you every day

  Protect you and love you until the last breath escapes my lips

  Wear the ring I give you and promise me your heart

  “Marry me,” he said, and tears of joy appeared on her cheeks

  Build a home with me to make our very own

  Fall in love with me every morning that you open your eyes

  Let us make a family of our very own to cherish

  “Marry me,” he said, and make me the happiest man in the universe

  Keep your arms around my soul and carry me through the dark times

  Help me to understand you better and make it work

  Let our relationship thrive and learn others to love

  “Marry me,” he said, and let us grow old together

  Bring me to my knees with the love you so much want to give

  Let the gifts I have to give you rain on you in a thousand petals

  Never let my hand go, always stay right by my side.

  “Marry me,” he said, and let’s make the best of the life we are given to live

  Fill each and every day with your smile, like the sun’s rays on my skin

  Help me teach our children the lessons, that life teaches those who are willing

  Say yes and I will carry you forever like the angel that you are.

  Money

  In your pocket I ching ching ka-ching

  Your hand feels over me and I am picked to close the deal

  In return for changing hands with the shopkeeper

  You are now the proud owner of a new life

  If I could buy you a brand new life, I will do it in a heartbeat

  You have worked long hours at end to earn me

  You feel my texture as we are counted off and placed in your palm

  If only I could purchase you a brand new life

  I may be filthy and crumpled from years of extensive use

  But if I have the right number upon my face, I am your best friend

  You choose to keep me safe, tucked deep in your jacket pocket

  If only I could purchase you a brand new life

  You walk past the shop with the dress you so much want

  I burn a hole in your pocket but you hold on

  You have learnt the art of saving me for a rainy day

  If only I could purchase you a brand new life

  In your pocket I ching ching ka-ching

  Your hand feels over me and I am picked to close the deal

  In return for changing hands with the shopkeeper

  You are the proud owner of a brand new life

  My father’s career

  To his work he devotes his time and all the energy he has

  His father left him a mighty career to uphold and to run

  In an office he spends his time and never gets out into the sun

  A career he has chosen and ignores the call of love and family

  To himself and all the others he must prove that he is worthy

  To stand in these big shoes he needs to be the best

  There is no time for fun, games and fest

  Work consumes him and becomes his only drug

  To far places he travels to make his name and his career known

  In hotels he stays and lonely it may seem

  But it is not of a home, a wife and children of which he will dream<
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  His career is what he has chosen and happy he is

  Every night he takes his work to his small home where he continues

  To make his job better for him and for the others

  For a young lad, the older ladies seem like mothers

  Making sure he eats and keeps himself well

  A career - they say, is something you can use to care for the ones you love

  Try to find a wife and make a family of your very own

  But a career is all that mattered to him

  Not a wife or a child could fill the gap of keeping his father’s career

  Needing and wanting

  Needing food on the table to stay afloat

  Fishing for that morsel in a small, rugged boat

  Cleaning the small feed for the ones waiting at the table

  Struggling to make this vicious world look like a fable

  Wanting the brand new car you saw driving by

  Lying, cheating and stealing to make the money for it, try

  Desire clouds the mind and in its place a deep longing

  To have what someone else has worked hard to make his belonging

  Needing clothes to keep loved ones warm

  Covering them and protecting them like a bee’s swarm

  A piece of cloth here, needle and thread there

  Leaving your own body cold and bare

  Wanting a piece of jewellery to show the higher class

  Flashing it to anyone who might pass

  It does not mean that you made the money to buy it

  You just use it how you see fit

  Needing a penny or two to reach the next town by the bus

  To care for a sick relative without a fuss

  Selling bread and singing songs

  To make money from the songs that might belong

  Wanting a new life and tired of the old

  Not wanting to stay at one place and mould

  Travelling all over the world to see

  Never realizing that your own home is the key

  Needing life to give you a sure sign

  That one day everything will be fine

  Someday the hard work will be worth it

  Like watching a dying flower in a faucet.

  Patience (Ndidi)

  Patience is not something to learn overnight, it is learnt in a lifetime

  It cannot be felt but without it there will be not a dime

  Patience is what any person needs to control the world around them

  Nothing can be done without it but condemn

  Patience is an ability to wait for the good to come or the bad to pass

  If you have it you fall under the infinite class

  Patience comes with not putting yourself first but another

  Like your mother, your sister or your brother

  Patience is the growth of a seed into a flower

  It may be small now but soon it will have endless power

  Patience is being able to tolerate the bad that may come your way

  To not lash out at all the things there is to say

  Patience is problem solving with more than just a word

  Without breaking down what is heard

  Patience is the endurance of pain, physical or mental

  Rather receive it and persist to be gentle

  Patience is waiting for love to find your heart

  Without any hasty decisions on your part

  Patience is the fulfillment of the great art of life

  Something you will for the rest of your life strife

  Patience is waiting for time to stand still

  Which you now know never will

  Patience is longing for someone you will never meet

  Waiting for the day they come around to greet

  Patience is willing yourself to keep the words you wish to scream within

  Touching the patience string, so fragile and thin

  Sias’s wife

  Sias found her next to the lake, reading a book

  It was love at first sight or she was a great cook

  Many kisses later the wedding bells rang

  Everyone cheered and Sias was happy, together they sang

  He carried his love through the door of their brand new home

  They worked together to clean it with water and foam

  Sias was a teacher and at home his wife stayed

  Washed the dishes and wonderful food she made

  At night Sias sat down to enjoy his new wife

  They were just beginning together their life

  A baby was on the way soon after

  They were so blessed and celebrated with laughter

  Their brand new home was filled with who they were

  Kids on the street would stop by and say “Hello Sir!”

  Sias’s wife made cookies and tea for them

  They all thought her a real gem

  Sias one day came home from his class

  He walked into the house and saw a glass

  There his wife lay with blood, the reddest red

  Never leave your wife alone at home, they had said

  A frail soul she was, but he loved her so dear

  Never did he think, but now the fear

  Sias’s wife took her heart right out of her chest

  And laid it out for the first guest

  Now stands the house that they made together

  Lost in sorrow and pain forever

  Spilled love

  I spill my heart right out in front of you on the floor

  Waiting for you to turn and walk out the door

  I once thought I would be with you until the end

  Yet I never saw the undeniable bend

  The love we had will never die

  The love we had, so strong it made me cry

  We tried to look past our differences

  And look rather at the preferences

  That fairytale feeling quickly subsided

  More that I could ever describe

  You said you loved me but you lied

  The love we had, had long died

  Now I stand here in front of you

  Asking you why we have wasted all these years

  Planning a family and watched how they grew

  Lay late at night telling you of my fears

  Spent every waking moment loving you with everything I got

  Making your favorite food, pot after pot

  Believing in you when no one else would

  I would do it all over again if I could

  You told me there are no second chances

  To hold each other and dance life’s dances

  Now I watch you walk out on all we had

  No more feelings left except the mad

  Upon the closed door I now look

  Waiting for you to open it again like a book

  I need you to hold me tight and tell me it is okay

  Smile at me and bring me a bouquet

  Once again in each other’s arms

  Protecting each other from all harms

  But all I see now in my heart spilled out on the floor

  Looking at a closed door

  The fight for love

  One simple word can create havoc in a home

  It can cause tears of sorrow never to be forgotten

  The more words that flow from our angered mouths makes me groan

  My tears make the dry summer dirt sodden

  You say things to me that my heart will never bear

  You push me to the floor in one huge thrust

  Our relationship has another huge tear

  The look in my eyes for you - total disgust

  As I try to get up from the wooden floor

  A flash of remorse glides across your face

  Instantly you turn around and head to the door

  With one “so this is how it is” in your voice I hear disgrace

  You are gone again, leaving me with another wound

  I get up
and wash the tears from my heart

  Head outside to plant seeds in the ground

  It is all that makes me forget the invisible dart

  Even though I know you deceive me and hurt me

  I still love you with my every being

  The love I have for you made me blind to see

  In front of others I pretend to be cleaning

  I wait until you come home again and beg you to love

  Leave the violence aside and make amends with your wife

  Make me once again as it was before, your dove

  Let us continue this violent love life

  The song called laughter

  Laughter begins as a tingle in your stomach

  Seeing the reason for this tingle makes you wriggle

  It feels like the waves of an ocean on a stormy day

  Rolling and weaving its way into your mind

  Laughter moves through your veins and spreads like a virus

  Covering the inside of your heart and captivating your soul

  As it reaches your eyes, you feel the sound confirming the action

  Your lips part and a short intake of breath before…

  It sounds like harps being played by angel fingers

  The light tingle of the laughter escaping from deep inside you

  It makes me wonder what else you are hiding within your mind

  Do you silently laugh at me behind my back?

  Your mouth closes and the angel song ends in a wisp taken away by the wind

  The reason for the laughter is standing in front of you

  And you patiently wait for another wave of it to spread through you

  I stand before you and wish the sound back

  To hear you make your happiness known is what I want

  I want you to give the angels reason to sing

  Sing the song of laughter I wish to hear

  Instead of spreading your wings and embracing me as I had hoped

  You walk tight past me to another reason for your laughter

  Behind me was the reason for your song

  And here I stand and wonder

  Do you silently laugh at me behind my back?

  To be a woman

  A woman is the pillar on which life stands

  She holds her family right in her hands

  A woman is the softness of the clouds above the earth

  While at the same time being as hard as bricks shoved into a hearth

  A woman is the sun peering through the bleak sky

  While suppressing tears she holds her head high

  A woman is the bearer of children into the world

  She will give her last blanket and stay cold

  A woman is the strength of a thousand men

  Even if she cannot pick up her heart from the floor

  A woman is the hope of tomorrow

  She will never stop believing that her loved ones can do it

  A woman is a fine china doll crashing to the floor

  Lays down for a while but gets back up to show the world

  A woman is the first laughter coming from a baby’s lips