Love Poems

LOST

Empty and void,

Reached a point in life when the only solution was avoid.

Avoid all the pain caused by these thorns

Cause even in roses, the only thing vivid was thorns.

Thorns so sharp tearing the chest apart

And taking away my heart.

If roses have a sweet smell,

How come it’s only bad odor my nose could smell.

Sweet fragrance look-like became my source of tears

Cause every time my heart fell to the ground in pieces.

Couldn’t find my way in this wilderness, I needed someone to find me.

My heart became wild and needed someone to tame it.

I was lost in the valley of hopelessness.

Sinking in the depths of rejection.

Life missing north, east, west and south,

Lost direction

BROKEN

Break, broken.
With a thunderous sound down to the ground fell my heart.
Right when this book seemed different, the storyline never changed.
Always with the same ending - heartbreak.

When the sun rose it gave promises of a bright today
But, its scorching heat burned all the hope of happiness in me,
Drying what once was my spring of joy.
The math equation, one plus one never equated or, was I just poor at
math?

Was I so illiterate that I couldn’t read between the lines that this
sentence never had meaning?
For she came like the cool breeze of June, and left me in the heat and
dust of august
Leaving my heart in drought and so bear as the Sahara desert.
“If only I had an oasis of love left in me” is all I could hope for.

Now I know why Samson was betrayed, I understand why Solomon
chose to have many options.
Cause, maybe without Eve, Adam would still be in the Garden of Eden
today,
And that fruit would be untouched.
If God in the abundance of Eden, could not satisfy Eve’s hunger,

What do I have to satisfy her needs?
If only she could read more than she could need, she would read my
heart as my lips typed, “I don’t have”.
And then she would know that my heart is the best I could give.

But not even that was enough.
I remember my pastor telling me there is one for me.
Now I understand he meant there is none for me.
No one, no one to be beside me, no one to call me bae, no one to be my
one and only.

For there are always shareholders and I always have the least shares.
Tell me, is this lack of luck?
Or, am I not handsome enough? ‘Cause it feels as if my ribs are intact.
Maybe I should go into deep sleep, so God can take that rib to call my
eve and
Revive my love life to be like that of the dove before I dive into
oblivion.

But until then, I will keep in the, loneliness of my oneness as I
Grow old in my parent’s house for lack of whom to unite with.
‘Cause, all these loving angels have become heartbreaking machines.

ROSE, WHY?

The day your sight penetrated the barrier of my cornea
Your beauty kept calling to my heart like woza.
My legs ignited in motion and got closer
Who would resist you my Rosa?

As a preacher wannabe, my brain kept screaming “preach!”
But my heart whispered, “speak.”
This was a match made in heaven,
You and I are perfectly even.

Your smooth voice broke the barrier of my heart
Intertwining the ventricle and atria making them singular.
Taking control of my heartbeat
Without you I can’t take another breathe.

Naphtali and Rose, together Rosen.
From the pit of heartbreak my heart would have risen
Cause every time I peel my way through to you,
You grow back an extra layer as your heart screams “no!”

What does one do to get to your nectar?
Do I have to be cut by all these thorns,
Before I get to your sweet-smelling petals?
Rose, why?

DREAMLAND PRINCESS

Picture perfect, beauty template.
Girl of my imagination, igniting me into motion.
In my dreams I could see her.
She was only a reality in my mind.

Never wanting to wake up hoping I could start a new life in the
dream land.
Her smile I could see, her face shining bright in all its beauty.
If falling for her was a crime, then am proud to be guilty.
In reality, heartbreak was my story, couldn’t find that one to be the
one.

In my dreams, her love would call me, she was my one and only one.
In the dreamland she speaks to me.
When I wake up I can’t remember the things she said
But still hear that sweet sound of her voice

Sending sugar-coated waves iced by her sweet-scented lips.
Travelling at the speed of light,
Penetrating my ear lobes, heating the eardrum so strong
And causing it to vibrate emitting a sound louder than the Ngoni
drum
And yet as calm as the still waters.

If only I could meet this dreamland princess.
Words won’t be enough to describe how she is priceless.
She is worth mining
Who can’t leave these copper for a gold-coated diamond.

But when the sun rays hit my eye level at 45 degrees,
My dreamland princess fades oblivious to the many times I say
“please.”
Maybe I was just meant to be alone

Since birth it’s me I have truly known.

‘Cause every time my picture perfect fades
Like the sound of a trumpet.
It’s like I have been locked in a never-loving cage,
Needing a love-stimulating pen to write my new page.