Saturday, February 27, 2010

LET GO!!

Put your hands up
Let yourself go
Sing along with me.
Close your eyes
Move with me
Let your troubles go
Let the stress out.
Lift your hands
Wrap them around his neck.
Kiss him tenderly
Let your fingers slide
Down his side
Lightly and softly
Kiss his torso
Make him mourn
Put your head to his chest
As he slowly breathes in and out……
Let him lift you up
And turn you around
Open your heart and soul
Let him in
Don’t resist
He may miss
Do you feel him?
Let yourself go.


Screams……Silence…… Hear beating……..exhale….inhale……
Open your eyes……..
Wipe your tears….
As the song ends……………

©thelma migue, 2010

GOODBYE.........

I don’t want to cry,
I don’t want to fall apart,
I try to keep it together,
But……
Cracks are showing in the wall,
The wall is breaking
Slowly ….slowly
The chips are fallings
I try to keep it together
I am not strong enough.
I look at you
You look at me
No words can describe
How we feel.
Don’t say it…I whisper
But you can’t hear it
You are already out the door…..

I ran to the door
Just before it closes
Wait I say
You forgot to say…….

©thelma migue, 2010

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Untitled.......love poetry.........

buy me a rose/no grow me a garden let me know the depth of your affection send the wind to wispher a serenade i love me a man that loves me real so love me strong love me good allow me not to get lonely.keep my heart keep it in yours i want everythng i want your life give your soul to me surrender yourself to my passion let me kiss your lips and make you taste my sweetness.go with me on this journey lets meet ecstasy you and me...

Written by Marriam Wabuke.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Mmmmmhhhhh.......

Whenever it starts drizzle,
I always get this spine chilling sizzle,
And my lips just want to nibble,
But my bare feet just want to make wonderful ripples,
And the sensual waves spread to my nipples
And then I start to giggle...
This feeling can't be confused,it's as clear as crystal!
Oh,the joy of discovering!

Written by Hope Dominique.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Rickedie Crique Rickedie Crack.....

rickedie crique rickedie crack,
the old mahogany bed in the shack.
rickedie crique rickedie crack,
she was my love,
but l'm still hung on crack...
rickedie crique rickedie crack,
lost my senses when she turned out the lights,
rickedie crique rickedie crack,
I'm in love so what you think of that...

Written by Maharaj Gitau Bernard

Thursday, February 4, 2010

FRUSTRATED

Like a dog
With no teeth
We try to bite.
Like a farmer
Without a jembe.
Who cannot cultivate
We are expected to work
In these conditions
And be productive.
Like abracadabra
They expect results
Perfect results.
Say bollocks
Walk away
Without a fight
Maybe they will see the light.

©thelma migue, 2010