Lost Love.

She's young, pretty, sexy and so full of life..
That's why you want her,
right?

I too used to be like that,
remember?
A beautiful smile that glowed,
you said it was hypnotizing.
A fair skin, it was inviting,
your words too..
Full nice lips,
you called them luscious..
And the dark shiny hair that
you ran your fingers through,
all day, all night.

You loved these breasts,
remember?
You said they rose your ego.
This belly, it was flatter than
pancake,
paved way to a curvaceous
behind.
Voluptuous beauty, you called it.
You even bragged to your
friends, they praised,
while your enemies envied..

But where did that love go?

Now that old age has
consumed me?
My skin is all fade and wrinkled.
The luscious lips are now
cracked and rusty.
They excite you no more.
And the hair is now gray,
it has even fallen off, creating
a desert on my head.
'Collapsed breasts' is what you
now call them ,
That are so drooped because
I fed our children,
yes, ours.
And this bulk of fat beneath my
belly, you now call me
old and ugly.

I wonder where your love went.
But go,
Just go, go to her,

She whose face is glowing.
But I remind you she's
also growing.
What will you do,
when old age beckons and she
turns like me?
Will you leave her for another,

A much prettier,sexier and
younger?

WHAT I'M THINKING ABOUT

It's that smile,
That flash of light that comes
out of it that makes the organ
inside my chest to explode into
tiny bits of happiness.
It is that deep voice,
that makes my earlobes open up
every time you talk,
Just so i can listen to you.
You're special.

SHOULD I? SHOULD I NOT?

I want to tell him I love him,
but I am scared of his reaction.

Will he turn over and go back to bed?
Will he stare at me like I
just got from a trip from hell?
Will he turn on his back and mumble
a couple of 'whats' before he slams the door and leaves?
Will he say it's a little too soon?
or,
Will he say he needs sometime to recover from the shock?

It should make him happy shouldn't it?

But it terrifies me how he will reciprocate.

Will he rush out in the streets in the rain
shouting happily for the world to know?
Will he creep to his bathroom,
get all my inner wear, packs them and say
he never wants to see me again?

or,

will he just smile, take me in his arms,
kiss me on the forehead,
and on my cheek,
and on my lips,
look me in the eyes and say:
"I love you too"?

TIDES OF TIME.

So often I
Wonder why
Why I have to wait
for so long
waiting for the hour
Or the day things will
Stop being the way they are
The hour or day you will
declare the truth of your heart
and I Mine.
Sometimes I just want to let it all out
Because it has become
A big a load for me to keep
But when I'm about to
Something holds me back
"wait"
I'm told
And I turn away
and;
once again I
Weep
For I had the chance
But I trampled on it
That is the reason why
I think we are being Tested
Tested by the tides of Time
But until the test is over
And the time is ripe
I will wait
Just stand by me and I by you as we wait
Till then hold tight on the promise of
Friendship we keep
And don't let go
Because you are my Sunlight
My sunshine
And even
The sun itself
I can't afford to lose you.

We Love Each Other

I love you,you love me back
we love each other.
I know she says it's improbable
Because she was there first
But tell her I said it's contingent
Because I'm the one here now
Tell her this for me
I'm not physically a fighter
But my emotions are stronger than steel..
She will not break that
not in a million years
She will not destroy that
not even the strongest dark force will
She was there first
she says
But where was she when I came in?
Out somewhere
spreading her goodies
for Jack,John and Jason..
That's when I came in.
spread mine to
just you and only you
I am here now
when all you have is
your body and brain
I don't care the size of your pocket
as long as I fit in your docket.
I don't mind what model you drive
Lamborghini,
Range
or Hummer
or,
whether you have any at all
Your feet are my perfect kind..
With them I sail to heights above

So she left you for
Collins?
He had it all anyway..
Tell her to stick by him..
For you have not changed,
There's nothing you've gained.
You still can't afford
the luxury she dreams,
But you found a luxury she wasn't.
Tell her you love me
I love you
and we love each other.

I AM NOT THE LITTLE GIRL ANYMORE

I am not that little girl anymore,
The little girl whose heart you consistently broke,
Whose moves you calculated,
Whose mind you constantly manipulated!
Now I'm so much grown,
Now I know how easy I made it for you to control me,
And for that reason,
and thanks to you I realized my weakest points,
Built up ways to find new strength
Now I know how best to
handle your kind,
Your thin dirty game is over now
Forget I was ever your toy
It is a shame I called you my boy
Locked myself into loneliness because of what you put me through,
Shunned all gates that would bring me happiness,
Afraid to get hurt again,
But I'm not the little girl any longer,
In your net I'm out,
Now it's time for me to move on,
Enjoy more and love harder this time..
Only one thing I will expect from you,
To let me move on with my life
Live the bliss you never let me,
Just bliss..
Because with my new found love,
neither you,
nor anyone else will deter me
From being what I want to be
Just to show you how much
a little girl I'm not!

I WANT TO BE... by Nycness Mugira on Saturday, 08 May 2010 at 09:14.

I want to be,the ground on which you step every morning,
the bed that you lie on each night.
I want to be,
the warm sheet that covers you,
when you sleep..
The clothes that you wear,
just to be next to your beautiful soft skin..
I want to be that drop of tear,
that rolls down to your lips,
so that I wouldn't fall down,
but end up in your
mouth,
I wish to be the roof of your house,
That forever watches over you,
day and night,
I want to be the grass you walk on,
soft,
that your tender feet won't get hurt,
I want to be that
strand of hair,
That falls to your face when you least expect,
I want to be the alarm,
that annoyingly wakes you up,
To prepare you for a new day..
I want to be the first ray,
to shine on your face every morning,
I want to be the last piece of meat on your plate,
One that with skill you chew,
and with pleasure
you swallow...
I want to be the walls of your bathroom,
That knows all the secrets,
I want to be whatever the book you read,
that give you insight and inspiration,
I want to be the colorful butterfly in the woods,
That you smile at its beauty,
I want to be the twitch in your left eye,
that forewarns you of any danger,
I want to be the demon in your head,
that drives you to act crazy,
but i also want to be that sweet angel,
that protects from going crazy,
I want to be the character in your dreams,
That is at the beginning,
and never says goodbye,
even when the dream is over,
And yes I want to be
That annoying little
creature,
That is always with you,
When you need me,
and even when you
Don't!