A lost thought

Lost beyond discretion close to an illusion far from reach

A concussion that deemed unnecessary until the day I reached you

The presence of an unseen joist causes confusion

As it subjugates my thoughts

Lost in between a thought I should have had.

Consumed with a memory that I once had

Mesmerized as my brain misinterprets my feelings

Caught in between two worlds

As it subjugates my thoughts

Lost in between a thought I should have had.

Falling prey to a fallacy I once had

Seeking approval from an external source

Their thoughts linked to totalitarianism

As it subjugates my thoughts

Lost in between a thought I should have had.

Being victimized by the least expected

A plot of revenge I cannot bond with

A bold decision of confrontation

As it subjugates my thoughts

Lost in between a thought I should have had.

Outraged at the thought of a thought

A feeling glued to a naïve reaction of choice

Regret lost through time

As it subjugates my thoughts

Lost in between a thought I should have had.

An ethical appeal I should have had

A connection to who I am

My own enemy beyond my imagination

As it subjugates my thoughts

Lost in between a thought I should have had.

Fighting my own thoughts a battle never to be won

Like an equation that does not tally

A connection in between imagination and reality

As I subjugate my thoughts

Lost in between a thought I should have had.

My Poem entitled: "Vuka mama"

My first poem recital, gone public 4th March.

Domestic Violence.



Inspired by what I see

Anguished by what I have heard

Pain I have felt a thought I never imagined sharing

Dignity I have lost

Pride I will never regain

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake but where do I go?

Born into the world,

My first tears on this earth as an infant

Little did I know that those tears would last for ever

Should I be drowning in sorrow?

Should I be living this life I am living?

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake but where do I go?

I thought I had found the right path

The pathway to the happiness I was longing for

Out of an abusive past I found myself in a new home.

A home I would call home

A home christened with love and happiness

Phew…

A sigh of relief as I unconsciously wondered

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake, but where do I go?

Here I was once again

Living in fear, fear of the new life I never choose to live

Bang bang…

That pondering sound shook the dry grass roofing of my thatched hut.

I unhooked the first hook

The second wench and the third chain,

That landed me on the ground.

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake, but where do I go?

Oyee…

He made his presence known to my company of pots and pans.

His breath paralyzed by the strong smell of our local brew.

I was still recovering from the bruises and aches from the previous night

Helping myself, I saw the anguish in his eyes

Could this be the day I rest in peace at long last?

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake, but where do I go?

I laid there unconscious as a result of his nightly rituals

Caught in between my life and a better after life

I remained floating as I heard women singing.

Vuka mama, vuka mama, awake woman

Vuka mama, vuka mama, awake woman.

The sixth sense I choose to ignore

“Vuka mama” they sang.

I am now awake in spirit, but it is too late…

Pearl Poems

Poem: A mother's love

A mother's love

A smile is caught up in the past,

A memory related to a concussion.

The best love that was ever shared by the

only special woman in your heart.

There will never be a love like a mother’s love

A physical being that once held you tight

And clenched your hand each time you needed her,

Is now tinted through a dream

A dream you refuse to awake from.

The grieving moment has dawned upon us

With each tear shed sympathetically as we share this pain with you.

To the only special woman in your heart.

For there is no love like a mother’s love.

She molded you to become the person you are today

And blessed you with her ever so endless love.

Her presence will forever be felt because of the love

She shared with you and your family.

May her soul rest in peace,

But may her spirit be with you forever.

You are an image of your mother and your family

This is not the end, but the beginning of an emotional journey.

Your mother’s love is incomparable but remember,

That we will always be here for you.

May the moments you shared together blossom

And the appreciation you had for her overflow.

We are one, and here for you when you need a shoulder to cry on.

May her soul rest in peace,

As her love remains felt forever

For there is no love like a mother’s love

*A poem i wrote about a year ago to a friend who lost him mother. May her soul rest in peace*