Wednesday, 30 July 2014

They were...

That day,she couldn't wait...
She had a scar but she cared less
She didn't know what she was feeling
She ran like she would never fall
Through the thick crowd she swept...
Only God knew how anxious she was
She was in green 
He wore blue...
Their love drew them close
She lifted her eyes and saw Him descend....
Her heart beat without pause
She could feel blood rushing through her veins
And shyness like veil enveloped her
He sat beside her smiling slowly....
Her eyes low but bright waited for His to drift that way
Then She peeped and locked gaze with Him...
A smile escaped her lips and He smiled
They were together....

The day was long but it felt short
The sun shining and the sea at its best...
They sat looking at everything but they watched one another
Their eyes spoke more than their lips could say...
Their hearts brought them together
He stood,held out his hand
She stood, took his hand...
And the magic was there
The sky was blue,shining bright on 'er skin
Slowly,innocent strides down the shore we see
The waves beautiful,the sand free on 'er feet
Leurs coeurs en liberté...
The breeze so cold,She shivers
He gives her warmth in his embrace....
He tells her how much he has waited...
She says elle l'a attendu
They listened to beats from each's heart...
Their deaf ears to intruders...
They were locked one to one
He loved her, She was in love...
They were to be and they are...

Musings of the Heart

It beats..
It knows when I am sad..
When joy comes, it celebrates with me

I thought I could hide my pain..
But the beating is strained..
Then pleasure appears and the thudding quickens..

It has no voice
It can't speak
But it says a lot about me..

When hate invades me
Sweat patches appear on my face..
Because it knows and beats in chops..

Then I meet you..
And You meet me..
We meet us..

We are excited ..
You are in love ..
I feel loved..

It beats with rhythm..
The rhythm rushes your blood..
My face lights up

And your eyes reflect Love
For the Heart may be inaudible
But it speaks volume in its musings...

Monday, 21 July 2014

The Broken Vase

One day , I bought a vase
As I was entering my room with it, 
It fell and broke into pieces...
Sadness enveloped me like a garment..
I had taken time to save towards it

And my heart was broken for a long time..

Sometime later, I bought another one..
It was more beautiful than the first.
I handled it with so much care...
I secured a safe spot for it in the living room..
Days passed..
Weeks followed
And it was time for a cleanup in the whole house..

Oh my! The vase crushed as
I slipped and kicked its stand...
My beloved vase is broken again
And the best I did was blame myself...

Buying a new vase was erased from my plans...

Months took memories of my broken vases with them...

That day, a bright and beautiful day,
I took a walk downtown
As my croaky voice sung along with the silky voice in my earphones..

It caught my eyes...
Two steps back I took and it was right there staring at me
Well polished but mildly schemed in colour...
Its shape was unique and is still unique...

Till now, it is my vase ...
Because I now know what my vase needs..
My special Survivor Vase!!!





"You may lose several chances, you may be disappointed severally, you may lose a lot of friendships or even suffer scorn and hatred from people you least expect it from but never forget those are not reason for you to give up. It should not deter you from being the wonderful person you are. The worst you can do to yourself is breed hurt and hatred in your heart because someone treated you bad. 
It is actually time to look at the bright side of issues and know that whatever you lose is either not meant for you at all or at that moment. Every delay is meant to prepare and teach you how to handle your future successes..
So Free your mind and be Happy...As difficult as it may be, smile when you are punched in the face by negativity and the smile will grow wider when you meet the Positives"

Your Survivor Vase is just around the corner!