Monday, 15 April 2013

Your love

Rushing through my arteries and veins
Purified every single moment-
Your love seemed new
And I just couldn’t get enough of not only it but you

With every heart beat
Out came not just blood but love
Which flown within the corridors of my heart
Into the pool of my brains
And depth of my thoughts

 
I thought you
I pumped you
I lived you

And within me-
Within me you found not just a house but a home
That welcomed every heart- ache and pain
Every bunch of dark, dry and dreaded roses
Roses that had the scent of agony
And drank from melancholy…
Within me, your bitter threaded lies found refuge
Yet, I continued to give you all of me

 
You served me strain for breakfast
Pain for lunch
And hatred for supper
However, your love was what I believed elevated up, down and round within me
Sad enough…
True love, which I should have kept in my possession,
For someone much more worth it
Is what left with every tear drop that I wiped away as I wept

 
For you defined love as pain
You defined love as something with no gain
You made it look as beauty’s fool as the dead doomed daisies

Congratulations!!
For cracking my soft shell and head straight for the core
Where you took your precious time to plant a bomb
That BoOmM!!! Destroyed me inside out…
And left me shattered, and stored in the scrap yard
Labelled “ beyond repair!”

MalieZ
Hit by a wave of panic
I dredge up every ounce of courage
Attempt to retrieve tranquility
Try to slog up that smile and look strong
But I remember:
When time demolishes and flesh erodes from bones
Every organ in me shall stand naked and exposed
So what's the pretence for anyway?
Here goes...

... My heart beats in 3 different tunes
Each for the syllable of your name
Bouncing hard against my chest with regard to the impulse you conjured
But as long as it still beats... Then I'm too alive to worry about what you made me go through
I stand firm and proud enough to continue the story to be read in the absence of my presence
The story of my remembrance
For I do not want to be classified as the destitute child who died of discouragement
Whose parents she left to live in embarrassment of her deafened ears' deeds
But to be an icon of reference
To be spoken of as the girl who lived her dreams and not die in contempt wonders
The one whom everyone's eyes crucify at the back of their brains as a paragon of perseverance all due to the fountain of misery you left open in her
See...
Your attempts of blowing my castle into ashes simply increases the length of my arbitrary scroll
I'd hate you if you didn't put much pressure on me
Because it does more than just to elevate my demur
And paints a portrait of me as not just the victim but the victor
So_
For all you've served me, thank you
For all you are still to serve... It's a not such a delicious meal, but " bitter to the tongue, sweet to the stomach" _ thank you in advance

MalieZ

Saturday, 6 April 2013

TIME




We sit and wait for things to happen
Wait upon time to work its magic
But nothing really happens

They say the greatest virtue is patience

But what does it really hold for us?

See.... In life, we wait for things to happen

We postpone in hope and believe that tomorrow will birth an answer

We pray that we'll understand as we grow older

That it will all happen in due course

But the course becomes coarse as it turns into a curse still counting on time

Time is not a solution

Time is an opportunity to make the best out of it
MalieZ

I am not a rose


 I do not rise with seemingly sparkling staggering
beauty to lure
Rooted in the soul of life's motionless rim
But truly out and about to hunt those who seem to care
Those whose eyes shimmer with innocent emeralds
I am not a rose My appearance does not hide my identity
Pink purple pitch piercing sights of might
Shouting for undeserved attention
... Only to grip grab and get rid of those it captures
Then bury in time's tomb- a rotten womb
I am not a rose As age demolishes and erodes flesh
Who I am is not devoured
I do not turn green, brown and die
But to the marrow of my bone, I remain true
I am not a rose I do not stand to pretend
To make areas seem to be what they're not
My feet are not planted in the coffin of deceit
I am not a rose

MalieZ

Quote by MalieZ

Priceless is she whose juices of the heart are only her beloved’s drink
And Price-less… is she whose chamber matters are street choirs

MalieZ

An Old Poem

Experienced full of knowledge and wisdom, an old poem reads;
Am drunk drugged high on these words these lines am sniffing puffing laughing non-stop;
Through the ages many faces young old bright as daises I have intoxicated with my studies
Dust up these words as you read, breath deeply inhale these rich wealthy expensive titles
Between my lines encased is life well spent well lived enj...oyed to the latter
Inevitably you will be flattered and buttered with spider cob covered poems
Ease up your eyes rest your thoughts let this old poem read to you
The glories and victories it dwells upon, the war it has conquered, redeemer
Will you read an old poem? I guess not, a battle fought ought to be lost
It is an old poem even though you do not applaud old poems will still floss though they have a few cons

Redink

Quote by Tha Usual!

Doubting your fears certainly means you are brave. - Tha UsuaL!

TALENTED BEAUTY

Take my soul help me breath bless my heart beat
For I have found the joy of a thousand souls in your smile
My purpose my reason for living simplified into a smile
And a glance at beauty eternal
Not even a millennium would praise your smile
For I have seen the beauty of heaven through your eyes
Heathen you are in your beauty for it praises no one but you
You are a jewel from God’s ...treasure
You the matrix of majestic
As you walk on happiness and speak magnificent
So shine on I say, for some of your light falls on me
I praise loving the goddess that you are
 
RedInk
What seems to be blossom flowers,
 Minutes it takes to reach hours,
 Love that seems to be ours,
 Strengthens us giving us powers.

Every moment with you I treasure,
 Invading 0n the lovmd we pleasure,
 Finding it hard to let go,
 Yet we never step so low.

... S0metimes arguing about stupid things,
 You cant blame us we just human beings,
 True love which never fades,
 Trasspasses light just like shades.

Pro-fab!!