His words draw me near
His deep drawl sends shivers down my spine
His eyes make me do his bidding
His smile gives me butterflies....
It starts as a few hours
Goes into a day then night
Before i know it
It's been months
Months in his arms
Feeling his embrace
His kisses and caresses
It's all because of those two words.
© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection.
It was supposed to be different
It was supposed to be clear
It was supposed to have no strings attached
It was supposed to be deep
It was supposed to be protected
It was supposed to be wrong
But we lied and cheated to make it right
It was supposed to be silent
It was supposed to be random
Let of steam and later catch a drink
That was until the test turned positive
Now i look at your grave
All i can say
It was never supposed to turn out this way.
© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection.
[I never meant to start a war
I just wanted you to let me in
And instead of using force
I guess i should have let you in
I never meant to start a war
I just wanted you to let me in
I guess i should have let you win]
Those were the last words i heard as the door closed
The silence after the storm was defening
We were the too proud to admit
Too proud to admit the obvious
Too proud to say i am sorry
I always felt weak next to you
I always felt not good enough for you
You always let me know my flaws
You always let me know the imperfect me
You were perfect and i imperfect
There was no US
It was YOU and I
The irony of it all
Even after you have started your other life
We will always want each other
© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection
I like him
He likes me
I want him
He wants me
Can i hv him?
On a platter maybe?
With lots of ice cream and a cherry on top?
I want to touch him
Feel him
Hold him close
Smell his cologne
Taste his luscious lips
Feel his muscles
As they contract when i caress
If i had one wish
I'd wake up from this daydream before i start drooling.
© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection
Talking
Listening
Everything about you has me hooked
Wanting
Waiting
Baby you got me in the mood
As you hold me
My mind begins to wonder
My hands explore the contours from head to toe
Like a matchstick to a flame
You light me up
Like a moth drawn to the flames
I am wide open
May i feel your lips next to mine
Taste that
Maybe let you have a bite
If you promise to be my Mark Anthony
I will be your Cleopatra
© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection.
I can't see where i am going
Neither can i see where i came from
Dirt littered all around
Can't seem to find my ground
Rats all around
Biting my toes when i stop
Scuffling when i walk
I see a light in the distance
Its just another candle snuffed out in the struggle
My hands are tied
My legs are shackled
The cling clang of the chains represents my struggle
Held down against my will
Flesh torn with every deed
This is my struggle among the commons.
© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection.
#occupyNairobi
Deep down she knows it is wrong
Like a bee drawn to honey
She is drawn
She dreads the sunrise
Her phone beeps
Good morning darling. Tonight? - Thats the incoming message
Yes, usual place and time. She replies
She dreads his presence
She wishes time would freeze
With every tick of the clock it spells her doom
His world is her prison
She loves him
She doesnt have the strength to leave
Her flesh is weak
Her spirit is bruised
His key is in the door
His boot in her face
She stares at the toilet
She tries to regurgitate
Puts two fingers down her throat and vomits
Like a ritual
She does it three times a day
Sitting on the floor
She cuts her wrists
Maybe the blood will be a savior
The weighing scale is her judge
With her last breath she is free of it all.
You are stupid
Just like your father
He walks by
Doesnt say a word
His books are his refuge
His ticket to a better life
Tears stream down his face
Her words hurt more than a knife
He walks into class
Sprays the kids in class with the bullets
Before he turns on himself
All the while thinking
Maybe now she will respect me and not compare me to my coward father.
© thelma migue, 2013
A cizoepoetry collection
