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Cherophobia

It escapes in a hiss
Like the steam from a pressure pot
When I sigh it explodes with a pop
My limbs tremble
My joints are locked
I’m too tensed to sit still
I’m too still to move
I’m too ecstatic to rejoice
If fate sees my relief
Might bring me further ill
If I’m not glad
I’ll have no grief
I’m scared of being happy

Where Do Our Dreams Go?

I had dreamt
Life would be all sweet and colourful
A little challenge here, a little grief there
They keep the journey real and meaningful
I had prepared to be strong
Rise above all hurdles
Ignore all hassles
Who knows what happened to that dream?
‘Cos it’s farther than it seems
So far I can’t catch a glimpse

I’ve never really been happy
Not as I dreamt
I’ve had more grief than joy
Not what I saw
I’ve not attained all I’d imagined
Not as I thought
All I desire is a life so simple
Maybe not as simple as it sounds
All I have is not as I dreamt
All I am is not as I thought
Now, I’m dreaming I might deserve
Nothing more than I am
Only I’ve got more than I deserve

Who knows what happened to my dreams?
I wonder where our dreams go

Let It Out

Let it out
Let it flow
Let it glow
On your cheeks
Down your chest
Be mad
Be sad
Scream some
Wail loud and long
Like a banshee
Let the wind
Ferry your fear
Far, far away
Give your grief
Worries and sorrow
To the breeze of the night
Roll them all
Into the trash
Throw them out
And let them go

Uncertainty

Time has healed my wound
Nature has cloaked my scar
Friendship has offered relief
Love has soothed my grief
But the memories are green
And somewhere within
Lurks the dread
Of what lies ahead
In the unfolding of day
In the silence of the night
The voiceless mutterings
“Will tomorrow be another yesterday?”

My First Love

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Your persistent knock
I awaken from a deep sleep
Sneaked past my defences
Seduced my heart and hope
Caught a glimpse of your sweet love
Bang! – the door on that gripping world
The jarring ache of loss and horror
Ushered in the uncanny truth
Forever is too long for you

Unspeakable

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His fragile heart was more than fond of
her comeliness
that his dreamy eyes caught
but that which was in his heart
he could speak not
for this love was not meant to be
such beauty was one desired
by men of great wealth
how would such a gem
spare him more than a passing glance
that would have been more than enough
for his aching heart
he longed everyday
waited for the right time
to bare his heart
and give his love
he waited, untill he could speak no more
without knowing how much
she secretly adored him
and had tenderly treasured the wish
that he would love her too

God Is Not Mad At Me

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Never ask for much from Him
Just to fill my life with love and calm
Same I asked on this fateful day
That left a huge bump on my way

One moment was walking with my friends
Then the next was flat on my rear
The sun glaring down in all his might
Daylight burning with so much hate

Not one of my limbs I could stir
Just drifting in and out of here
As if undetermined to stay or depart
I knew then my life had taken a new twist

Once I caught a glimpse of my loves
The mask on their faces of fear and tears
This breaks my heart so but not a tear
My whole body been rid of all care

A terrible nightmare was my first thought
Or dead and beyond the blue for reward
Hoping I’d wake and have a good laugh
And return to my simple but stunning life

A great miracle I pulled through they said
Like all miracles mine was not exempted
I paid with endless pain and my freedom
My proof of womanhood torn to shred

Must have erred God was my waking notion
To be so wrath to act without compassion
Life behind bars and endless grief His verdict
Else He would shield me from this raging tempest

But then that He still loves me revived my soul
That He really cares made me whole
Could have been six feet beneath the earth
Then I know His plans surpass my thought

With abundant love He enriched my home
The strength and courage to stand the storm
The grace to look beyond this troubled race
And the faith to trust in His guidance

For my family.
After a life changing auto mobile accident, I was sure God was mad at me, punishing me for something I had done. After I recovered, I was really mad at Him for not preventing the accident. Then I realized He saved me, cos He loves me. It could be worst. He is not mad at me.