Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Sunday, 6 October 2013

LOVE ME WHEN AM GONE

Underneath the trees we are watching the skies,
We pretend the aeroplanes at night are shooting stars
We really can use a wish right now
Because light will come and there's my leave

I never dreamed that you'd be mine
I blame that to fate for not having met you earlier
But here we are, we are here tonight
And here we'll live by heart and mind

As we cuddle beneath these stars
The same witnesses you'll have miles away
I'll send them to watch over your progress
And whenever I see them I'll see you and your eyes
And when you see them you'll see my care

In the expanse of the world we live in
We realise how small we are
If everyone could love like you and me
Imagine what the world could be!
I'll linger in this moment forever
And watch as your eyes close in comfort and ease

I will always be here my love
You'll see me,just close your eyes
You'l hear me, just come here and listen
You'll kiss me, Just feel the cold breeze on your lips
You'll love me, because your heart is mine

Monday, 9 September 2013

Oodles of Reasons, **I can love you**

So long since I updated on this blog, hope you've been great boys and girls of mother earth. I have crawled, walked, and ran since the last time we talked, I have laughed, smiled, loved, hated, blessed, cursed, made friends and enemies in equal measure.

It's being long you can tell and I have missed to rant and rave, reveal and unravel on the passage and baggage that is my life. This not so interesting piece of my life.

Today I will share a note I wrote to a beautiful lady and never sent it, in a moment of ecstasy and elation my desire to call her and tell her of my heart's turmoil, only I couldn't because my mind is darn stonger than any feeling that my heart will ever feel. I know it (mind) has failed me so many times but I suck enough comfort in the knowledge that am still alive and smiling, what is mine will always be mine, I got what I deserve and all that is not here will come.Godspeed.

Here it is,

Hi,
Believe what is unbelieavable and dance a little just because there is music, shout and scream just because nobody will care, jump and say what you feel in your heart, things you haven't shared with your closest friends, words you wish you would say to someone and fantasies you wish would come true. What would you lose if you let all your inhibitions go for a moment, if your fears freezed in a while and all the butterflies in your stomach paused. A silent, serene moment to say all there is to say, feel all you wish you would without guilt of regrets, kiss and never tell just because you can.

Sorry Trizza, these are the moments of my life since I met and got to know you, I have held them so many a time, while I know I haven't so successfully hidden my strong feelings for you, I wish you'll read these note and be in knowledge of what I feel for you. I have loved you and will love you for a long time, it's one of no condition  and I will make you aware I don't expect a reply for this note, it's just my heart couldn't hold itself on ransom for non-expressed love to a beautiful woman. I wouldn't wish to oblige you to make any statements in its respect just an aknowledgement that you've received and read the words.

I am a single gentleman who has tried to remain so for such a long time, and I can love and care for a lady of my dreams. I am hardworking and very ambitious in life which I believe are good traits. I can make you smile and keep the smile always, I can listen to you and your fears anyday, I can cry with you when you're sad and laugh with when there is joy between us.
I can remember your birthday and our anniversaries, I can remember our dates and arrive early always, and will even remember the date of our first kiss. I can be murshy with you as you watch your emotional movies and soaps, I'l even watch and narrate them to you if you sleep off on my laps. Sigh!!

I will go to your favourite joints, picnics and enjoy your every minute with me. I can be a good guy, I can love you. I know you don't have to be amused by this note but you can't even believe my relief to have found the words to write today. Have a nice evening, see you tomorrow beautiful lady, as usual its 9.00am, and remember to carry a note to write the navigations for the weekend. Goodnight

Wednesday, 14 August 2013

In The Invisible Cocoons

In the promises lighter than baloons
And my care less than of goons
In the sunrise of your dire boom
I'll watch over to avoid my doom

This same mouth that promises heaven
Brings hell right on to your haven
And the foot that stumbled on your bed
Strayed onto your friend's for the weekend
The softness of my sweet-arrested tongue
Licked the foreigner deserving only a hang

I was the fair gentleman of her night
And the sweetness which swallowed her might
I saw her passion melt my ignorance
And the bare moment rekindled her pains
She rightly echoed your moans and groans
Coz my depth was right beneath her bones

The weight of my words is shame
But the swimming of my pin is not same
Dive into a neighbouring forbidden pool
And discover edges yummy than the home's cool
While you experience stolen moment's pleasure
And strokes as free as air, no pressure

The expectancy of every mistake
Borne the failure of a mature climax
And the frequency with which you are able
To effect my coming inumerable times
Coz that's the missing link of times
The very reason I've come back to you

Saturday, 10 August 2013

Stay

It aches to have to reminisce, to fantasize in my thoughts. These days are too long to have to endure alone. I watch at the stars to reconnect to the nights we used to spend in the moonlight, and the smiles we shared because we noticed a shooting star at the horizons.

When I left on that fateful sunset, my heart was left in pieces, a hollow icebag where I had kept your heart. My dreams always play with my mind, I hear you breathing beside my bed, but I wake up to a lonely bed. I see you in my visions yet my mornings are lonely and cold.

I am coming back home, I am driving all night to see you again, I am coming home to say these words I have kept inside for so long. I am travelling by night and if you ask me I will stay.

If you haven't replaced my love I will stay, I will say am sorry for being careless with our love, I am sorry for letting my heart doubt us for a moment, because since the day I left I have only loved you more, since I walked out of your door, I have always yearned to knock and say am back.

If you feel the same I will stay, if you you gave your heart away I will cry, if I hold you again I will heal but If I can't have you I will mourn

I will run under those shades we lingered and and laughed in sunlight, I will sit on those benches we sat on to watch the stars, as you sat on my laps and held on to my touch, I will visit the riverbeds we sat beside and shed my last tears for us. I will shout like we did on those dry vast lands we walked on in the grasslands, I will every stone we sat on and left notes of the promises we made to each other. I will carry them and burn them in shame. All these I will do in tribute to our moments in love, as an interment to a love I failed in.

Am coming home before it's morning, I will be there before the sunshine, to wait onto to your smile and the crisp on your eyes. If you ask me, I'LL STAY

Tuesday, 6 August 2013

My Girlfriend Trainee. (1 Post)

I am answering these questions to avoid getting my usual rush whenever someone asks. If you are like me you should be already tired with the just to cliche' question, " What kind of gal do you want?? What do you want for a wife??"

I will be careful not to offend the romantics and the true believers of love and its antics, my opinions on this post are well protected in my right in this platform. I am not a believer in a prepared package of a lover.

I have met women, ladies and girls in my life; yes, there are differences to what they all refer to. That's for another day. I have men tall women, short women, fat, thin, big lips, tight lips, big eyes, chinese eyes, big nose, supple legs, mapped legs, and all those other kinds that a more observant guy would see. It will surprise you to note that all these beauties have their lovers, people who think they are the most pretty things in the world, yet a bloated TV designer would dry his mouth trying to make me believe there is a more true and mainstream defination to the beauty of a woman???? I beg to differ, it's only in the beholder's eye that the true beauty of a woman stays and its right defination respected.

This post was about a lady I want to train and be my girlfriend. To be the manager of my happiness and the distributor of my desires satisfaction. The desires are many they need a manager.

Requirements:
She can cook, (scrabbled eggs and black coffee don't count).
She can make this man smile even when it doesn't seem likely.
She can make love at the most unusual times, places and situations. A lady who can feel horny when we so mad at each other, because she is able to differentiate our treasured moments and obligations from things that will pass.
She can be left with my mum for a week and they won't fight or sneer at each other for even a second. You have to understand that there will never be a comparison between the two of you.I need both of you, know the balance and lets all be happy.

She can contribute in a growth, advice and rebuke me when am wrong but not try to force my hand. I need to be the man in the house, if we become two men in the house then we will need to separate and search for other women to marry.
She needs to be beautiful on eyes, on heart and on the society, after all she will be the public image of the man I am.
She need to understand a career woman with a family remains to be a wife at the house, and a mother to our children, and should behave the part.
I have more but they are based on don'ts.
I was taught to concentrate on the positives all the time. The glass is half full kind of thing!!

I will say something that I still don't understand but because I won't care to let someone explain it, I'll just write it here and propagate my inability to understand these beings we fall head over heels for. Where do women get these things??? Where are they taught?? Because you can import one from mars and when we men sit to discuss our women, we talk of the same songs , same excuses, same behaviours beliefs and practises.

Excuses are the more hilarious ones and I will share a few of the ones I have experienced and heard from friends.
Imagine!! You are out of your senses and blood has completely left your upper head to the lower one. We all know where the blood is that's where the commands are the strongest. no? Maybe it's just me and my friends then. Then she turns, looks at you in a kind of hurry to get back to something else....

"Swts, I have a headache."
"I am very tired today."
" It's still too early swtheart"
" I don't feel like it babes!!"
"All I need is to cuddle up today"
" I have to wake up very early kesho"
" I feel like watching the TV"
"I don't wanna miss the soap today, its the last episode you know!!"
" I am very tired babes"
" Is that all you think about when you see me??""
" You must understand me as a woman"
" I just feel depressed, like there is something wrong with our rship"
"I am in those days babes
I thought you know my periods?? I explained them to you!!"
" I need to sleep, I woke up very early today."
" I just want you to hold me today and not do anything"
"I just want to hug and carress today dear, nothing else."
" All I need today is a good massage before I sleep, I hope you understand??"
" I am just from the salon and I don't wanna mess up the hair."

Whooh!! I am almost going crazy in my head right now. As you have seen, I have tried so much not to comment on any of them. Between you and me, "I know it would all be vanity trying to have an opinion on any of them if you are a man. Accept they will be there and enjoy the days she looks at you with an inviting eye, and pray those are the many days, because if its vice versa you are screwed. Or aren't you???

We love you ladies, after all you will  always see us with our tongues on our shirts as you pass in the corridors. That's how much we love you,  it's just that showing it ainn't so easy a task, and you also don't make it so easy for us. Times I wonder whether there's a woman in this planet earth who really has an answer to what she really want. Like a concrete answer???

Ok! ladies read and get your definition of what kind of lady I need. Applications open, deadline is when I get a match. See you in those letters.

*** I should add, no mohawks, leggings and weaves***

Monday, 29 July 2013

The Unbelieve

What crosses your mind in the morning,
After the night dreams of extreem moaning,
After you had to survive all my twilight manning,
Our tossing, turning, teasing and murmuring,
Only to wake up to a lone bedding???

Who do you blame for all the dreams?
Are the thoughts a cause for the extremes?
Am I a satam you wish dead in your days?
Or do you wish you never met my kind?
Am I a good future plan you keep under the sleeves...

How do you survive with that big a  speck??
How do you feel when the secret is that grave?
Do you plan to eventually have it out and drive?
Or is there a plan that Aliens will carry me alive?
To cease being in your existence...

Why would you treat me like a guys sock,
Keep me dirty and smelly and still want my smack
Tell your friends you would die for my spank
Then turn and in disgust give me a whack

Am the guy you will never tell you love
I invaded your heart, so I deserve no relieve
You are in THE UNBELIEVE, but you care that I live
And to you am just a stray love that is soon forgotten.

I believe in 'a dog and its day!!'
One day I will walk with a straight face during day
My affinity for night walks will ebb, and I will stay
I will sit besides a lass of substance to watch the bay
Right there will be your real UNBELIEVE

When the Broken sing

She sat at the crest of great turmoil
Watched her father attack her mother
Endured the screams while she slept
She sobbed,  burried in a mountain of clothes
To try shield herself from the torture

She grew and got educated in law
But the anger, pain and agony was still raw
Lost her mum at still an able age to live and laugh
She believed he had causes her sudden demise
The anger and angst grew at heart

To heal the broken heart and soul
God sent her a man of strength and patience
Though she rejected and loathed being with a man
His might and understanding made her sing again
As she helped other abused women in the village
The man taught her to tap that joy to heal herself

She had never thought she could trust a man again
Yet this one had forced her heart to soften again
She found her destiny in things she did to pass the time
And healed a society as she healed her soul
Finally she could sing again
To a tune of victory, peace and forgiveness

Icy winds turned warm and tender
The eagles stretched their injured wings
A strange and silent strength discovered...
When the broken sing.

The fields that have lain bare and barren,
Turn a cool refreshing green,
Diamonds stud the shocking blackness...
Where empty nothingness has been.

When the broken sing