FEEL HOW AM FEELING ( Poetry )

In life nothing is easy

Success is a road always busy

With enemies talking ‘menemies’

Why don’t you feel how am feeling?

If only you had—

 You wouldn’t have taken what you're not given

Can’t you see what I’m seeing?

My blood flows in the rain am seeing

Increasing pain I’m receiving-

Your departure got me mixed feelings

I survived death;

 Dying ‘n still living

I wished I can tell you how am feeling

Deadly silence my mouth is speaking,

Hiding my unexpressed sorrow in my seedlings;

Nursing the tears of love I’m gardening,

Have your Darling changed?

Undressing your common senses:

With unusual texts

Going back to her ex’ses,

Being fooled by fake friends

In fake brines,

 While still dreaming;

Your tears woke me up when am sleeping

It’s your heart am writing

Lust of Love

And Love of Dust!

Don’t you know love always hurt?

Can’t you hold your lovely feelings?

Am dying in my eyes

 Crying what you are not speaking

I wished when I speak you’re listening

Why don’t you feel how am feeling?

Could you listen when am not speaking?

Love has eyes 'n ears

Ears have pinners to cover them;

Seal them,

Hearing the unheard

And seeing the unseen

Rubbish in bin,

So bin them,

When promises are being broken

Those you trusted lied to you

You still obliged to her lie

Ignoring the lies

By Mulie ‘n Abdoulie

Say ‘Blie’

‘Cheehh Wolie’

When they lie:

Start killing love flies

I looked inside my heart

 And it’s you I’m seeing

 Your love-book I am reading

I can’t stop the Laughter of Crying

Hearing gossips of lying

The love flew

Things started flying,

Your hope started drying

You started crying

Beginning the begotten,

Mending the broken

Your fingers am fingering

Gingering your hot red-ginger

Why can’t you feel how am feeling?

Tell him/her

Honey, you’ve changed,

 Your noiseless voiceless sound am ringing

Drinking your breath when drinking

We are meant to be

I wish my surname could contain the letter B

Remembering our sun shining days:

Eating my ripe bush- bay

Walking in the bush-

Sitting under the bush-bay

Lubbay,

Fashioned like one ‘Mbouba ak Toubay’

Times we’ve been

To places you’ve never been-

Sweet like a cream-mint

A Castle of Roasted Chocolates

Elites!

Your torch lit

Why can’t you feel how am feeling?

If truly you love me—

                              Always feel how am feeling.            

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