STRANGERS

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When?

When did we throw caution to the wind?

Living life with no care

Unconcerned about the distance between us

The silence

Those conversations that should have happened

When?

When did we become strangers?

 
 

This was never the plan

It all started out so well

Now, it’s slowly becoming a distant memory

You seem to have moved on

Have you?

I can’t tell

Cos’ you are now a stranger

Please, when did we become strangers?!!!

 
 

I still remember how hard I fell for you

How silly I acted around you

I would walk all night just to see you at dawn

So far away I lived from you

Yet, the distance didn’t really matter

The distance made me fight harder

So tell me…

When did we become strangers?

 
 

We both did wrong

We let the fire burn out

We got so comfortable

We no longer threw in the logs

We watched the fire die

Tolerating our flaws

But not really caring for each other anymore

Oh lord…that’s how we became strangers!

 
 

Here I am reminiscing

Waiting for you to come back to me

And there you are

Holding on to the ring of another

What can I do to win your heart again?

Tell me, Mi Amour

I can’t bear the “what ifs”

I can’t be a stranger anymore

 

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Your Love

Your love 1

 

Take me to your secret place

Let me abide under your shadow

As I drink in your beauty

Shaken by your glory

I worship!

Intoxicated by this love

Sweet and filling

True and untainted

YOU!

You are love!

You are Lord!

I ponder on this love story

All I see is the cross

The nails

The pain

And then the glory

Oh, my best love story!

It might mean so little to some

But to me it means everything

You mean everything to me

Your love is unquestionable

Your love…like a soft blanket around me

Protecting me

Molding me

Keeping me warm

I yield to you

Freeing myself to be filled

To drown in this beautiful pool of perfection

Perfect love

I yield to you

Perfect you are

Perfect your love is

Your love

My perfect blanket

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WHITE

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Clothed in white

Not dead

Not in Heaven

Not even at my wedding

Far from it

All in white

Running down the hallway

Searching for the exit door

Overdosed on drugs

Staring at faces so unfamiliar

Laughter as loud as thunder

Insanity all around me

Running as fast as I can

Cages

Locked doors

Needles and insanity

Im running

Lost in a labyrinth

Searching for an exit door

The doctors chase me down the hallway

Like demons in a nightmare

They all look enraged and desperate

Yelling and cursing

Warning and screaming

I need a way out!!!

An open window!

A trapdoor!

Anything!

I need a way out!!!

The drugs begin to kick in

I cant feel my tongue anymore

My heart is racingpoundingfluttering

My legs betray me

My sight fails me

The hallway begins to morph

Im no longerI cant

The doctors now look like huge ugly insects

I fall on the ground

But it feels like a bed

Its soft

I close my eyes

Welcoming the soft clouds

Drifting off

Into my little world of beautiful insanity

 

By Sylvia Chika

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HIDDEN FANGS

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Web of sin

Web unseen

Evil done in the dark

Leaving hidden marks

Softly done

Guilt gone

Conscience sold

Truth untold

Things hidden in a closet

More awards to collect

No one needs to know

As long as it doesn’t show

Manipulating minds

A curtain they hide behind

Showing off artificial halos

Dangerous fellows!

They camouflage their horns

With pretty shiny crowns

They hide their fangs

Behind smiles and generous hands

But behind the closet doors

Lies a dungeon of horror

Truth unseen

So they continue to sin

Luring their prey

Serving promises with gold trays

They spin their webs

Catching millions in their web

With just one promise…fame!

A chance to be in the game

To run the world

And gain the world

Sugar on their lips

They roam the world

With hidden fangs

And generous hands

 

By Sylvia Chika

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TORMENTED

tormented

 

He could hear them

They screamed his name

He shivered

He looked around

He saw no one

He could feel their presence

He could hear them

He cringed

One had a shrill voice

Two whispered

The others were deep groans

It sent shivers down his spine

His eyes were wide open

He looked around in horror

Why was he hearing them?

Where was it coming from?

Where were they hiding?

Why were they calling out his name?

Who were they?

He felt the warm liquid trickle down his legs

His own waste

What was happening to him?

Was it his past?

Was it his sins?

He killed her ten years ago

Why was he being tormented now?

No one knew

He told no one…

Who were they?

He heard them chorus his name again

The voices were getting louder

He could feel the goose bumps on his skin

His heart was racing like a wild bull

Everything seemed surreal

But it was really happening!

He panicked

He shivered

He screamed

Hoping to drown their voices with his scream

Everything went quiet

And just when he thought it was over

He heard them again

Louder

And closer!

He looked around

And then he saw them

Right in front of him

He froze in fear

He could taste his own fear

It tasted sour and toxic

Immediately, he shut his eyes

And breathed his last

Welcoming death with a warm embrace

What a relief!

Or so he thought…

 

By Sylvia Chika

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THE CLOCK SPEAKS

THE CLOCK SPEAKS

 

A little love

A little care

A little food

A little of what you have

Just a little to quench this thirst

A little, my dear

I see you complain of that which you have

I hear you complain that it’s not exactly what you want

If only I could have just a little

If only I could sip a little

To quench this thirst

If only I could nibble a little

And quench this probing hunger

If only I could rest a little

Under the mango tree you care not for

If only I could lie down a little

On that bed you hate so dearly

If only I could laugh a little

At the jokes you no longer find funny

If only I could live a little

This life you take for granted

And maybe enjoy a little of this health you don’t even notice you have

Good health I do seek for

To have a little of what you have

To sit under the roof of this house you no longer desire

To hear your little ones babble and laugh

This you no longer have time for

I hear them ask for you every day

But you are never around

If only you could see

Truly open your eyes

And notice how fast the clock ticks

Not slow

Fast!

Every second you lament

You lose a moment

A moment you shouldn’t have lost

You lose a moment to give thanks

A moment to laugh a little

A moment to live a little

If only you can hear the clock

Truly hear the clock tell the time

Oh, it speaks!

Tick-tock. . .tick-tock

Time goes. . . Time goes

Open your eyes, precious one

See how fast the clock ticks

It speaks!

Smile more

Love more

Laugh more

Live more

Love some more

Live some more

Tick-tock. . .tick-tock

 

By Sylvia Chika

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LISTEN

Listen

 

“Listen”

Here I am

“Listen”

But I’m here

I hear you

“Listen”

I’m listening!

“Listen”

I’m listening!!!

“No, you are not. Listen”

I don’t understand

I’m here

I’m listening!

Ok. I’ll be quiet for a minute

Speak!

I’m listening!

But I don’t know what to expect

What are you saying?

“Listen”

I’m listening!

“No, you are not. Listen”

But, I’m listennnnnnnniiiiiing!

“No, you are not. Listen.”

“If you were listening you would have heard The Message.”

But, I’m listening

“Yes, now you are listening.”

Okay!!!

So, what’s the message?

“Listen”

 

*Looks around in frustration.*

*Walks away*

 

By Sylvia Chika

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Let Me Weep

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Let me weep

Let me weep that I may be satisfied

That I may flush out this pain deep within

Deep within my heart

This pain that causes me to…ohhhh!

This pain!

Birthed from betrayal, loss and grief

Let me weep!

Let me weep and rid myself of this filth

I don’t wish to choke

I just want to purge myself of this yoke

It’s heavy and it’s…it’s heavy!

It’s been five days now

And it’s been weighing me down

I feel twenty pounds heavier

Let me weep!

Let me get rid of this yoke!

It’s heavy!

Let the dam break

Let the tears pour

Oh, let them pour!

My heart weeps

My eyes leak

Let me weep until I can weep no more

Let me weep!

 

By Sylvia Chika

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SLEPT

SLEPT

 

She tore the envelope open

And she read

Suddenly the clock stopped

Everything around her felt nonexistent

She couldn’t think

All she could see was his face

Her hands went numb

As the paper fell to the ground

Memories played

Like a movie being fast-forwarded

She saw pictures of his face move quickly in her head

Her lips moved

But they made no sound

She tried to say his name

But the pain in her throat wouldn’t let her

Suddenly the morning turned to evening

The joy turned to sorrow

The smile turned to tears

Her heart broke

No!!!!!!!!!

She screamed but no sound was heard

Her face felt hot

But her fingers were cold

HOW!!!!!!

She wept!

Finally, she found her voice

She croaked his name

But no one replied

He wasn’t there with her

But she knew that he would never call her, “Nne m”

Mama

Mother

Mum

Her son had gone to bed

To never wake up again

 

By Sylvia Chika

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