Sunday, 18 March 2018

Dear Crush

A gem from my fourteen-year-old self...  in the spirit of Untitled Chronicles...

"Naturally" by DaCre8veOne

My friends had to get used to
Me uttering your name
Every minute of every hour
Every hour of every day

But every day that passes by
Every tear that I cry
You are always on my mind
And it hurts so much inside

That you hardly noticed me
Before I was up in your face
But all I am is hopelessly
And mindlessly in love

Every other guy but you
Seems interested in me
Is it cause I haven't noticed
Or am I utterly crazy

Or is it cause you're big headed
Engulfed in your own pride
Too busy in your own little world
To meet these tearful eyes

But thinking of you keeps me going
When the going gets tough
Cause all I am in hopelessly
And mindlessly in love

The pages of my diary
Are littered with your name
And the case is just the same
Right up in my brain

My dear crush you're the apple
Of these tear-stained eyes
The harmony to my symphony
The meaning in my smile

The perspective in my painting
The sugar in my tea
The colour in my sketches
The designs on my jeans

My hope for the future
Is to one day see you through
See the contents of your heart
You will always be my boo

With lots of love...
You Know Who.

Wednesday, 10 January 2018

Black Thoughts

Graffiti scars under a sky of dust
Faint associations with guilt, pride & lust
A life of complications, a quest to find my soul
I took a journey through creation, in the hopes of being whole
Black thoughts they infiltrate me, white garments though I wear 
By day embracing darkness, dark faces they may stare
These dreams no longer scare me, my skin no longer bleeds
I hunger for eternity, this life is but a seed
I'm in search of deeper meaning, in search of where to start,
Verbally emancipated through poetry and art
A covenant with destiny, a contract for my soul
This journey through creation will surely make me whole
Creativity's just flowing, I know not what I say
Though evolution of my spirit shall bring me brighter days
I may be in my caged state but one day I will fly
Spreading my wings in proud possession of the sky

Wednesday, 30 December 2015

My Curls.

My curls are everything you wish you knew about me
But it won't reveal my inner mystery
My hair means young, it means wild, it means free

My African nature sometimes precedes me
People try to tell me who I am and they whisper, "I bet she..."
My curls are everything you wish you knew about me

My curls exude confidence, beauty, and sex appeal;
They keep secrets, create dreams, and remind me
How bright I expect my future to be

My hair does define me. But not as you define it, as I do.
I am everything I believe my hair means
My curls are everything you wish you knew about me

~ Original poem by Katrina

Wednesday, 1 July 2015

I'm Okay.

If I had opened this crumpled heart of mine
So much would've spilled out I was afraid to find
It's still hard to express the vastness of the gap she left
It's still hard to digest the harsh reality of life's theft
Life in its constant yet complex state of going (nowhere?)
My strength slowly going after 13 years of
Switching gears
If I could fight my fears
Well, all I could throw is a fist full of tears
And I don't mean to sound depressed
It's just been long since she left
This world

This physical natural realm
Sometimes I just really need to vent but I'm fine, I really am
They say tears cleanse the soul...whether sad... :( or happy... :)
Overwhelmed with a sweet love that rained so heavily
All I could do was stagger wearily to my feet
A long-lost smile on my face basking in the peace that surrounded me
And the world still hurts me
People disappoint me but I guess it's alright
The sun always shines (",)
And all these days will be nothing but stories to tell her when I get there
Diary entry number infinity
She is still so sorely missed
These bruises slowly fade but the memories remain
The world may change but our God is still the same, right?
Strength is my mother
(For all the love she gave)
And many mornings when I wake, I look back at our yesterdays
And I'm okay (",)

Songs of a Lady Samsonite ~ Written in 2010.

Wednesday, 31 December 2014

Heaven On Earth.

Seasons greetings! :)

My apologies for a very long absence. After much trial and tribulation, I have decided that I am going to release one of my former glory poems in my large volt of #throwback poems, for each chapter in Songs of a Lady Samsonite. I clearly had a lot to express back then, and with history repeating itself in certain aspects of my soundtrack, it's only fitting that I delve deep and bring out something that still feels relevant to me.

I wrote this particular one a very long time ago, in juniour high school to be more frank, so excuse some of the rough edges and the cheesiness. :) 

"The greatest science in the world is heaven, and on earth it's love..." - Mother Theresa.

Once upon a time 
I fell from the sky 
Clouds passing by 
Fell through time, nearly lost my mind 
Lost my cloud base, everything I'd known 
And wondered the face of the earth alone 
Unfamiliar with loneliness, heart ache and pain 
Depression became my second name 
A fallen angel with a tainted face 
I lost my shine when I fell from grace 
True love was clearly hard to find 
But something about you spelled "one of a kind" 
Humility struck me like nothing before 
You have no halo, you wear no glow 
But how can this be? 
A mortal so sweet 
Without wings, you sweep me off my feet 
Yet humbly and gently you made me whole 
One touch of your hand and I turned to gold!
My earthly angel, you gave me life 
My robes pure white, darkness is light 
My heart is at ease, restoration of peace 
And love now abides in me 
I smile in my soul, 
You took away my hurt 
You made heaven a place on earth 
Now I soar like a beautiful bird 
For you made heaven a place on earth.

Monday, 18 August 2014

Withdrawal Symptoms...

It doesn't seem fair, but
Most of the time you don't
Find the love you want
From the person you want it from.
You can keep fighting for it - 
Or you can surrender.
It doesn't mean you love them less.
You just choose to love them from afar.
So that you can clear your heart
To see that the love you want
Is in you.


Saturday, 8 March 2014

I AM...

I am sophisticated and passionate
I wonder where to start
I hear the abstract symphonies of my heart
I see the pictures, paintings and scars
I want freedom from the past
I am sophisticated and passionate
I pretend I am content
I feel dissociated yet at peace
I touch the royal velvet robes of my Priesthood
I worry about mediocrity
I cry about regret
I am sophisticated and passionate
I understand I am a child of God
I say He is always with me
I dream of my life in colour and metaphors
I try to open up, to trust, and to rise above
In spite of the never lasting
I am hard wired to love