Poetry - Opposite

Opposite


I don't know why am not feeling much
If I let go, I know it would hurt you
But am not feeling the same
Am tired of playing along
It's not my pals, they hardly influence my emotions
My heart isn't beating for another
You aren't in my thoughts any longer
Our conversations doesn't trip me any longer
Being next to you means nothing
The truth is I truly felt something for you
It's hard for me knowing u still believe in us
Knowing you were faithful and still faithful hunts me
You said I make u feel like earth is a new world.
Am like your all in one.
Have lied to you yet u forgave.
Being unfaithful yet u ignored.
Neglected you but u endured
My problem is u not knowing when to quit
Having great hope in our inexistent future
Fighting ur love for me is like bringing a knife to a gun fight.
Making you unlove me seems impossible
The picture of u and me in the near future is one thing I can't see
If I can bring back my feelings I would
How can I tell you, u are alone in this fight?
How can I tell you, this feeling isn't coming from both ends?
How can I be honest with you?


Name: Kanu Rowland
Email: Kanurow@yahoo.com

Poetry - My True Crush

My True Crush


Her name is Marvelous
She is dark with a soft tone skin
A little dimple on both chicks whenever she smiles
Smart, simple, sweet, spectacular and sexy she is.
Unconsciously took advantage of my vulnerability with her enchanting beauty.
With no make up she looks perfect
After class, I would think about cute smiles
The thought of her is my natural companion
She has those "light up the room" kind of smiles
Anyone that hears her speak would beg to hear her once more.
Am writing cuz am thinking about her right now
It's funny cuz I no she isn't doing the same for me
Acting like someone under a spell my friends said
Being so into you is something I can't comprehend
One question I ask myself everyday.
If you knew how I feel, would you give me a chance?
One promise I will make to you
I promise I won't hurt you

Name: Kanu Rowland
Email: Kanurow@yahoo.com

Poetry - Pirates

Pirates


The great sea is their comfort
The ship they call home
Leaving their past behind
Leaving their family behind
Leaving their community behind
Who is more focused than a pirate?
Staying days without eating
Drinking only salt water from the ocean
Making fellow crew members a new family
All for the sake of a journey not sure
Their drive I still seek to fathom
Living a life of hope
Believing in treasures not certain of its existence
Sailing for weeks and months without setting foot on land
Your life style I praise

Can passion be likened to a pirates life?
Can madness be likened to a pirates life?
Can focus, Love, hate, vengeance or life in itself be likened to a pirates life?


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Name: Kanu Rowland
Email: Kanurow@yahoo.com

Poetry - Our Childhood

Our Childhood

We were just kids when I fell in love
I had no idea what it was
I knew I liked you so much
I said to myself "she is the only girl I like so much"
I never knew what to call you
When we played I laughed and chuckled
U were smart, funny yet commanding
Ur tiny face I still recall perfectly
Ur purple Xmas gown
You ran to show me the day u got it
I cried to my dad for a gown like yours
He kept on saying "you are a boy" but to me wearing the same gown with you would mean the world.
At night, I would dream about us
Hoping to wake up and go to your place
When you traveled, I felt sad
When you get ill, I came over
When you cried, I wiped your tears
When you hug me, I smiled
Most times I injured myself just to get your hugs
Childhood won't be fun without you
Now we are grown
Instead of my girlfriend, you call yourself my best friend.
Hiding under this shadow hunts me day and night
I want to be your Boyfriend


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Name: Kanu Rowland

Email: Kanurow@yahoo.com

Poetry - Aged (A Letter To My Dead Wife)

Aged (A Letter To My Dead Wife)


On my sick bed.
Little pain on my left wrist, as I take my dying drip.
Enjoying the company of my glowing rose flower.
Looking up as my life flashes back on me
Filled with incomplete and fading memories.
About a year ago, I lost my darling wife.
Loosing our first fruit to miscarriage.
First ten years of marriage, filled with joint hard labour.
In my little successes and painful failures you were their.
Sharing in both joy and pain.
A memory without you seems like no memory.
My natural life motivation.
My greatest achievement.
My undeserved blessing.
My perfect match.
Making me feel like a VIP in our little crib.
Our reality filled with pain and dying hope but with you, I'm a happy and complete man.
Your dying words to me "You are my choice in my next life"
Your last words made my days without you a living heaven.
The doctor said I have cancer and I aren't got much time.
The doctors, nurses and our reverend always console me.
I don't know why I see it so differently.
They think am about to die.
I think it's natures way of bringing us together once more.
Imagination of setting my eyes on you once more delights my soul.
I know you will still tease me with your favorite lines like you did every Sunday morning before church ⛪
With my wrinkled face I know am still your most handsome.
Having to live years without you were the toughest days of my life.
I never got married after you.
I never stopped thinking about you.
I never stopped loving you
Sweet heart, I still love you.


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Name: Kanu Rowland
Email: Kanurow@yahoo.com