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He that shrinks

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Boarding the time of death soon
Lightening the darkness at night
A quest i am at twilight
As fire sparks my wick, my birth, my tune

People seated on a bench in Cameroon
Standing upright and gazing in fright
My tears, my fears, all in one night
Time for my soul to quench, how soon

I am he that will shrink
My tears, my integrity, no gain
Which i stand on

“Where is he” at sunrise, they may think
Never to be tall again
My life span, gone!

Choked – Poem by Sara Khan

This poem was originally published on Sara Khan’s Blog

Standing at the station

She let pass another train

She looked around

Everything was same

But she felt

Something isn’t right

Standing in the middle

Of the crowd

She didn’t know

Which direction to choose

She didn’t know

Whether to move ahead or step back

She stood there

Helpless, indeed

She looked around

And couldn’t speak

She wanted a help

But couldn’t breathe.

 

Sara Khan is a Freelance Content Manager, blogger, and, now, an eBook author. She is a motivator. She is focused on inspiring people through her writings.

Why I Write Sad Poems

The worst kind of pain is when you’re smiling to just to stop the tears from falling… Am very good at this even being aware that crying doesn’t mean being weak But i gotta keep a smiling face because some people draws happiness from seeing me smile.
 
One of my fans approached me one day and asked “Gings you write mostly about sadness and pain thus i know without being told that you’re a sad poet But on many occasions I have seen you from a distance you re always wearing a smile making me to ponder on what inspires the sad and broken poems…….
 
WHY I WRITE SAD POEMS
I really cannot give you a definite answer.
I’d be lying if I said I knew.
But I can express why,
I think it’s essential…..
I jot it down to avoid sympathy,
The pathetic looks on my face when I shed a few tears.
 
Literally the judgments in their voices I try to avoid
So their condolence doesn’t get to bounce back and forth in my heads for days without end.
“And that’s the thing about pain,
It demands to be felt”
Instead of hearing my reasons just to respond,
You get to read it
And maybe understand what it is that is eating my soul.
 
It has picked at my flesh for so long
I have got the cuts to prove it
And
I don’t need the quiz.
I don’t know what I may need at that moment,
 
I think its chocolate……
Oh no, it’s wine…..
Nope, that’s not it……
I need to be held,
No words just silence,
Hug me tight till it all ends.
 
But that’s not why I write.
I write because it’s better putting words on paper
Because it becomes evidence of the hardship I’ve overcome,
A reminder to me of how far I have come to be…
 
So…..For as many as they
That judges me everyday
Because I pour out my sadness
Just to make it clawless
I don’t wish for you to understand
For my pains you can never withstand
 
Just read my pains in written words
But never you wish to live in my world
For nothing dwells there
Nothing my dear
Nothing but pains
Real pain

No More You

No more you I told myself

Since you choose to leave the heart that love you

And be joined with the bitch that lust after thee

Our promises so solemn you forsook and fled

                                 

It’s painful to let go off you

But am going to do it for my sake

For along the miles you left me to wile down the drain

Love turned to hatred all cos’ of you

 

Should I keep you in my heart

when it’s obvious you don’t want to stay?

Am letting go off you

My heart shall no longer beat for you

My heart shall no longer accommodate the thought of you.

 

Of what essence shall it be thinking of a bitch

Bleached bitch in the pitch of lust?

It can only be a waste of time and am not ready to do such.

No space left here for you

So don’t bother coming back

To a place you turned your back on

 

It’s no more about you for you are long gone.

What I once feared and tagged a terror

Is now an error left to be corrected

The thought of losing you I once dreaded

But now it’s no more for you are no more what you think you are

 

It’s only a matter of time

Every pain I feel now

Shall be my gain

For it’s no more about you 

THE FEUD

Loi looked around his surroundings and took in a deep breath, he did not see any traces of their
alien craft where it has been kept. He knew then that his people had left him behind. The earth was
nothing at all like he imagined intact they were more populated and less sophisticated unlike his
home Hozinoh.
Over the years few humans that have found it had come to like the space especially his home. It
was a far more sophisticated place and it was centuries older than earth.It seemed he would be
staying on earth for a while before they come back for him. He had to find a way to survive.
As he stepped out of the woods he encountered another life entirely. People were moving around
in a haste, nobody was waiting for a greeting or pleasantries, everyone went about their business.
He saw varieties of cars running around on land and looked on in confusion as many of them lined
the streets. He didn’t know what to do and how to use them unlike his planet where the cars were
up high where they could not hurt anybody. A guy walked up to him and smiled.
"Nice costume dude."
Luckily back in his planet they had been taught English Language, the most popular language on
earth so he understood what had been said to him. He looked at his clothes and realized that he
would need to blend in so that he would not be noticed because he was sticking out like a sore
thumb and every had started sizing him up.
He finally saw a clothing store where he ducked in and silently took clothes without being seen.
He hated stealing but then he had no choice and no means of payment used on earth. After he left
the store he didn’t know what to do and he had no idea on how to survive. After what seemed like
hours of aimless walking, he saw an advertisement board that stated a vacancy for construction
workers. He was directed to a small office which held many people like him in search of a job.
Everyone turned to look at him as he entered, they all had their eyes on his still braided hair, he
scowled at some of them and decided to ignore them.
After several hours of waiting, he got the job. Him and the others that applied for the job were
shown to their work post. Loi used this opportunity to survey his surroundings. The construction
site was quite big and it was bustling with people. Back at his planet he was known as a shy
person and it only worsened since he was not with his people. He got to work and refused to
confront the states of people aimed at his back.
Even after several weeks, he could not blend in with the other workers, he tried for a week and
when his kind gestures proved abortive he withdrew himself and preferred to stay alone. It seemed
even earth was in on the cruel joke that he was an outsider and decided to be more harsh on him.
He sighed and pushed away his food, he had lost his appetite and the food tasted like paper in his
mouth. He looked up and fervently hoped that his people would soon send the rescue ship to him.
"Hi there."
He jumped from the voice.
"Who are you?"
Loi looked at the lady in front of him and shrunk back, he had not expected anyone to talk to him.
She smiled and offered him a handshake.
"My name is Kaida and I work here too though not a laborious work like yours. And I am also an
outsider like you."
His heart thumped very loud in his chest, he could not explain how she knew he was not from
Earth.
"How do you know that?"
She threw back her head and laughed.
"It’s so obvious. You have been sitting alone for the past two weeks and you even look misplaced
among us. I understand that, I am also like you, I have been mocked and teased my whole life, I
have never really felt at home here. So, where do you come from?"
He breathed in relief. She didn’t know, she probably thought he was from another place on
earth.
"Where I come from is very far from here."
He gazed at the sky and smiled.
"But it is very beautiful."
She nodded.
"So can we be friends? Outsiders together."
He was thrilled at the idea of having a friend. It would be the first time for him that someone was

offering him friendship. Maybe he won’t be alone again as he had always been. He nodded.
"Yes, I will."
She offered him her best smile.
"I would like to visit your place too, if you like it so much maybe I can fit there too."
He swallowed and fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. He didn’t want her to know yet but with time
he could tell her, she probably will be thrilled.
"Okay but you must know it is nothing like you know, it is a totally different place."
She smiled.
"I’m game. Nothing scares me nor surprises me anymore."
He nodded.
"Alright prepare to be dumbfounded. Don’t say I didn’t tell you."
She grinned.
"Outsiders together.
He smiled.
" Outsiders together. "
THE END
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THE CUTS AND THE SCARS

The reason I do this, the reason I cut myself is to replace some of the agonizing pain.I’ve been cutting myself ever since I can remember.

Before I came to this city, before I came to meeting you.

My friends from my old school didn’t care if I ended up committing suicide.

But I remember one.

Only one meant a lot to me.

Ella, my old friend.

She understood me, she tried everything in her power to keep me away from harms way.

After I moved and lost contact with her all the agonizing pain that she took from me came back!

Every night I would hold my “friend” to my wrist and slash open my warm, tanned colored skin.

The blood seeping down my arm, glistening in the dull restroom light.

This pain.

This pain replaced the one I had for her.

When I went to school I would have to wear sweaters to school even on very hot days, just to hide my scars from judging eyes.

Then I met you and you automatically became my friend.

You were the only one that was there for me.

You made me feel like I belonged, that I was needed, that I didn’t need to hurt myself to solve my problems.

But just one little slip and I came crashing down.

Back to my old self.

The self that I hated.

The self that I never wanted to go back to.

It’s gotten out of hand!

I just want to give up and say farewell to this God forsaken planet!

But I would end up hurting you.

Not me, but You.

The person that showed me that the world isn’t so bad.

The one that took my hand and lead me out f the darkness and into the light.

I would be hurting you Helen!

And I’m sorry I did.

I just didn’t know what to do.

When I wanted to contact you and tell you that my life was crashing down on me, the phone seemed miles away from my reach.

When I tried telling you at school, I couldn’t find the words.

So I ended up bottling the pain, the drama, all my problems inside of me and ended up breaking down.

I’m sorry I didn’t say anything.

And now I know better.

I’ll try to talk my problems out like I did when we first met.

And try to become the self that you knew and loved.The reason i do this

THE BITCH

There are many bitches in this world

But the worst is fate

It brings two different souls together

Gave them the idea of becoming one

Fills their lions with things which can never exist

Binds them to an unknown cause.

It brought me to a soul and I sold my all just to have the soul

A soul I know nothing about

Blindfolded me with unknown imagination and false ignition

My cause I forsook just for this unknown soul

Friends became enemies and enemies became friends

It aroused the force to believe in her

Made it look so real that I doubt it not.

Life they say is regulated by fate

But I believe it not because am not a bitch like her

Only bitches will ever believe so

Fate is a bitch and can never dictate what happens in life

Who we meet and who we love has nothing to do with fate

But man made it look like she has all in her palms

Bleaching bitch.

I hate fate I hate her principles

Why bring two souls together when you know they will certainly part?

Why join two causes that are never meant to be?

Why thwart destinies of men and made them look like fool?

Only a bitch does that and certainly you are the worst bitch

Men lay their trust in you only to be betrayed at last