A LETTER TO MY LOVE

Hey, may God forgive you for you never knew what you did
the day you said goodbye my last breath you did take
my life was not at stake because you left me lifeless
i won't ask the to charge you for murder,but please don't do that to another

i hope i will find another love here in the land of spirits
coz although am alive, inside i guess am an ancestor
you took my life with you, am a true definition of the living dead
i guess am not living for now am rehearsing how to live

flowers you would have placed on my grave/ please give them to your new love
i promise i won't haunt you c
oz am peaceful like a dove
am not sure if you buried me in a modern tomb or a cave
but have a moment of silence and say R.I.P Stephen Mastel

and also i beg whenever you drink, do some libation for me
and if you really loved me name your first born after me
i know you don't have cows yet so i don,t need burnt sacrificies
but as you knew i was a music addict, please everyday play a king kaka track for me

i would have written more,but this pen is already rusting
i guess its the one you dropped,when i was still your teacher
i hope the letter will reach you safely,coz on its back is your first composition
and don't faint for the living dead font coz you know its a true story

yours heart broken
Stephen mastel

THREE

Three are the number of times she has made me cry
three are the only words that can describe how i feel about her 
three are her names that i wonna mention before i sleep
three are here walking styles that make my stomach have butterflies

 three are the things she is always giving me[joy, joy and joy]
 But millions are the number of times i wonna die to get her love

poetry is alive

poetry is alive

MAMA I MADE IT 

SMILING HAS BEEN ME, THANKS MAMA I MADE IT

tough has been life but with you i hacked it

am a king with no crown and for that i will make you proud

its true i was born a gang star but coz of you am now a star

i wasn,t born with a sliver platter but happiness is my dress code

dining with kings i stopped i do it with my queens 

losing is not me i drink from my trophies

behind every successful man... that's my mum 

waking me up early to go to school, i hated you for that

am sorry that was my young mind, ironically am a teacher

you taught me with every move you made, in the school of life am a gradute

sleeping since become my enemy coz i realized the early bird catches the worm

BIG UP CASSPER

 

 

 

 

JUST SCRATCH

poem by

Melissa S

Just Scratch


Even though it has been ages
since we've talked
I know I got to you
I seeped under your skin
And I still reside there
Quietly waiting...
For you to feel that itch again
If you would just scratch
You could still feel me

LIKE ZEPHYR BREEZE

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Poem of the Day for Sunday 28 February, 2016
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Like Zephyr Breeze

Before I ever saw those eyes      How deeply I loved you.

Before you read my first thought       I found you .

Before you ever dreamt of my lips    I kissed your smile

I meant nothing to you      and you were already my world.

I lived through every breath you inhaled 

till that same breath became a ghost from the past.

Tonight  I exist to live for what was ...

Tomorrow  I live to exist for what will be .

I stopped calling your name 

I  stopped searching your footprints 

I stopped seeking those arms

Stopped believing in stars .

Yet sometimes      in my soul's dusk of night 

through your cold absence        I feel you within me 

Ever so soft      just like the wind 

Like zephyr  breeze which left my cheek      yet never gone.

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IF TOMORROW...

poem by

Frais de la Ferme
If tomorrow......


If tomorrow was the day the world ends, how would you handle your current situations
Would you fade comfortably, or are you leaving behind worries and complications like the blind spot of a Riverbed collecting sweet nothings
If today is the brightest light would you go blind
Would you be able to find your way back again
Would you really want to if it meant this is where it all ends
I don't want to go lonely, but I'm not worried
If this is your last chance at something bigger, would you say it's big enough already
Have you ever been too mysterious to hold hands
Is the thought alone too heavy.. Would you follow or would you feel the need to lead me
Have you made amends
If tomorrow is the day the world ends
Would you be seeing yourself for the first time
With big eyes jaded
Have you seen it for what it is lately
Just for the means of conversation tell me how are you sitting
Cross legged waiting on the overactive skies spinning the rhythm or knock kneed tapping nervously
Can you find it in you to feel blessed.. If tomorrow was the day the world ends