ALL THESE YEARS

 All these Years.

Thoughts, wrote to me,

Those beautiful feel

Though in the past, like a dream,

From the bass of the reggae tune

Swept me like a broom,

These dwelling, lingering

Down these hearts, 

Slowly like a dew,

And calmly words lay aside my ears,

These were yours words

I still cuddle with. 

All these years, 

The waves from the sea,

 still wash the love on my shores.

All these years, 

I will do away with painn the sheet,

While I await the post man 

To deliver my sorrows, 

As these tears demands love.

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THE LOVE STORY

If we can gather together 

And ponder on these together 

Wandering on these unknown feelings

Lingering within our thoughts And bones,

Meaning He lives.

For He first loved us.

The true meaning of life starts here. 

From the little giggles in reminiscing

And the understanding of the emotions we bear.

To the ever-ready sweetheart, we are missing.

Love is welcoming, sex is different.

Giving is a blessing, receiving is different, 

Hatred is murder, slandering is unfair.

As love faces us unaware 

We live in love as God believes in love.

And live in love. 

Jcson Jenuis 

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DARE TO QUESTION LOVE

DARE TO QUESTION LOVE 

When love goes wrong whose fault does it become?

I guess it doesn’t matter cause the fact is it’s gone.

I asked love for answers but it gave me none.

I begged for it closure but it gave me none.

Isn’t love meant to last forever?

When it doesn’t and your love keeps saying never.

It leaves you hopeless, it leaves you blue, roaming the world without a clue

How sweet would it have been if love was good to me.

Like a thief in the night it stole my dreams.

Confusion set in, it feels like your world is shattered.

The pain is killing because love left you without answers.

You search your soul and all you see is an empty hole.

How could it leave without telling you what you did not know .

What you did and did not do.

Leaving you spent without a clue and making you feel like a complete fool.

The silence is demeaning, wasn’t it meant to be?

You make excuses, my love must surely come back to me. 

Vision of perfection gives hope for a new day. It could be a mistake, my love was here to stay.

By kay-c vanille

SHACKLES (breaking free)

Shackles (Breaking free)

Hi, when some things are meant to be,
Where smiles chase bitterness to flee,
A distance so far where we can't dream,
A rain falling asleep, as hunger hoots,
Till when your laughter picks to choose,
A thought of us, holding hands,
In the memories of the waving flowers,
Where I could stand whiles fallen in love with you,
In the playing grounds of the swine,
Dumping the fats of a past pain,
Where the little joy you carry as mine,
Hanging on in vain,
Sipping the tappers wine till the past love faints,
Waken up to feel the hangover of the shackles.

@jcsonjenuis

BROKEN

I smiled trying, when love came crying,
In a pool of tears I tried finding,
Where the mud I fell in I tried washing,
Soaked still in the thoughts of past dirt,
A fall from height in hurt,
A Brut drink I seek for these thirst,
Whiles wine mocks this journey I trek,
A dry throat I feels on this desert,
As pain care a hoot to the eye,
A debris of a heart kept for the next eye,
Where skeptic seek the reality in sight,
Joy remains a threat on the empty streets,
As the next stroll I'm taking with fear treat.
Broken
@jcsonjenuis