Friday, November 25, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

A black and white day

A black and white day


I don’t know much that is going on,
But I have this feeling it always comes on a day like this,
A Friday where everything seem black and white
I ask myself what is this I feel
Why can’t you just feel what I feel?
Do you love me if you don’t let me go?
“I can’t let you. You too important to me”, she says.
“But if I am then why cant you love me.
Love me like I know you want to.” I said.
I stood there in front of her; I could see the tears falling down her face.
My own tears were falling making a smudge with my make up.
I don’t always where them,
But only for today I wanted to be beautiful for her.
I hear her say, “You beautiful.” I want to say thank you.
I want to say just hold me.
Just for once.
Don’t let us fall apart,
Don’t give up on me.
But I could say was nothing…
A long sigh came out of her.
“I will always love you no matter who is in my life,
I will love you still.” Then it dawned on me.
How could she really love me?
If she did.
Why am I not enough?
Why am I not worth being with her?
Is this what this day has become,
As a wind start to pick up blowing the tree I was leaning against now.
Its then I saw the cloud become grey,
 A very dark grey.
It won’t belong until rain will come.
I am sure it will, even though it’s a black and white Friday.
A day that could bring so much pain to my heart.
I know that I won’t be able to walk away from her,
That I will still go on loving her for years to come.
It was a year later I was standing at that same tree.
The same day a black and white Friday,
My emotions never changed, my heart never stopped
From loving her.
All I could hear was the wind blowing and in the distance I still
Believe that I can hear her say,” I still love you forever and always.”


Copyright C Davids 25/11/2011

Credit goes to : One Poet Notes :

Photo Friday: “Black (& White) Friday”

Poetry Picnic week #17 “Photos, Nostalgia, Memories, and Families,
Thursday, November 24, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

HourGlass




Hour Glass

My life is like the hourglass
As the sand pass through
The narrowness
Of life
That is what my life has become.
It’s a life with a lot
Of chaos happening,
But through the passing of times,
I discovered that there were times
God has walked with me,
When I didn’t notice the
Time passing me by,
They say that these are the days of our lives,
We don’t live in soapy world
A world of fictional time.
But reality shakes me from my dreams,
When death came and take away
My loved ones,
I realized at some point,
My tears have dried up.
Another time God has wiped my tears.
When life gave me illness,
I realized that the pain
Has gone away,
That was when prayers
Were done and God came
And healed my pain.
Time is so important in our lives,
Sometimes we get distracted,
But always know,
That God deserves our full attention.


Copyright C Davids


This is my entry for Short Story Slam Week#15

Wednesday, November 16, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

Letting Go of Unavailable People

Letting Go of Unavailable People

I have been trying to figure out
Why I cant let go of you,
Why I am always drawn to coming back
Knowing that we haven’t had a successful
Relationship, but then it dwelled on me why?
You and I are both unavailable beings,
We consume ourselves with the same things,
Emotionally we are drawn to each other
On a powerful energetic level.
That is why we have this strong connection
Towards each other the near fact of either
Of us don’t want to let go,
Yet we are emotionally driven
To stay bounded to the other.
You have this hold onto me
And I have this emotional hold onto you.


We have an inner radar system that
Keeps us compacted with the other
On an emotionally intimate level.
We both had broken childhoods
And we walk around with those wounds,
I thought if I help you,
We might have a better chance at our forever.
But we have kept each other behind as well,
I don’t know the circumstances your in now.
“The reason that we get involved with people who are unavailable,
 Is because we are unavailable.”
I love you I truly know that I do in my heart,
But it is not possible to love someone
Enough to get them to stop feeling.
We have to stop that delusion,
Even though you are with someone else.

And I know that you shouldn’t even be,
With anyone because you feel that emptiness
Inside of you that has been missing since
You were a child,
I wish you could focus more on healing
Yourself on the inside
And understanding and healing the
Emotional wounds that have driven
Us to pick people who could not give
 us what we want emotionally.
I am letting go of you, not because
I don’t love you, but because I think
We both know you are holding onto
People with the fears that is still
Stuck deep within your soul.
Until then we will both be ready
For something with someone that
Is available for us.
Letting go doesn’t mean I don’t love you,
It means that I will always be here for you.


Copyright C Davids 16/11/2011



Thursday Poets’ Rally Week 56  (November 17-November 23, 2011)
Tuesday, November 15, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

obession

its just my instinct
feelings that erupt inside
my heart where you lay

by

Chimnese Davids

Haiku Heights - Prompt #94 - Obsession

Sunday, November 6, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

Finding Feather On Your Path

Finding Feather On Your Path
She wore the symbolic feather,
Most said it was a figment of her imagination.
Yet it stood written in the book
of philosophy that she would
Wear the symbolic feather.
but she is the messenger.
She was chosen before birth,
She wears her faith proudly,
And purity never unwavering,
She stands tall in her truth.
They call her one of the many fables
As she was destined to lead,
And bring forth peace to all,
So how can anyone say?
It's in her imagination
When we all know that the
Symbolic of all faith starts
With finding a feather on your path.



Theme: Poetry Picnic Week 12: Feathers, Fidelity, Figment, and Fables 
Tuesday, November 1, 2011 | By: Chim's World of Literature

...in love with me and life: An Epic Love Tale

...in love with me and life: An Epic Love Tale: The depth of my soul cries out To the one who's imprints Has laid on its soul, My heart sings out to you, As much as I lo...