Thursday 31 March 2016

Ulimuntu fye

ULIMUNTU FYE`

you are only human
Man or woman.
You are not perfect,
Undefined by your imperfections..
Don't expect to meet everyone`s expectation,
`ULIMUNTU FYE`
You're bound to make mistakes.


Your flaws do not mark you flawed.
Your imperfections make you beautiful, no need to be fooled.
You are a high definition
No need for much explanations,
So love when you feel burnt in those shoes,
Ulimuntu FYE,
Pick up those shoes and walk an extra mile,
What matters is your destination.


I know all you may see are pointing fingers,
Pain eats you alive on the inside,
You are only a victim.
IKOSELESHE
You can be so much more,
Don't let your past define you.

So ...UNFWA (listen)
Sansamuka
Be happy, your happiness is all that matters.
Haven't you heard?
People will always be people n they will never stop talking...
Give them your back,
Let them feed on your past
There is only so much you can take..

Ngawapona, Ima!
Stay focussed, get back up!
Pick up those pieces,
You are not a flat-line,
You can do so much more....


Ulimuntu FYE
Go insane if you have to,
Insanity is bliss,
Insansa niweka.
Let your worries disappear...
Free your thoughts,
Let your imagination grow!
Until you finally understand that YOU ARE ONLY HUMAN,,,,,
DO ALL YOU CAN

Wednesday 30 March 2016

This is me '1'

This is me
I am who I am
Loving or thoughtful
Angry or meek,
I am a dreamer,
I never stop trying....
I am a girl full of hope.
THIS IS ME..


I am not as forgiving as I'd sometimes like to be,
Because when I hurt , I hurt deeply.
My logic is all my own
At times misunderstood because I don't always do things for my own good.
I am only me..


I am independent and unbreakable,
I believe in me, I don't fall for peer pressure..
I never stop thinking of how my past was and how the future will be...
I am patient and impatient
This is who I am.
THIS IS ME.


Do not see what you wish for me,
I am torn, but not completely broken..
See my hopes and my dreams,
I can never be perfect but m still worth it.
Sometimes I pretend, most times I lie..
This is who I am.
THIS IS ME

Am like a match stick
In all that is left of me,
I can make an explosion.
So don't underate me,
You don't know my intentions...
I am full of words that are unspoken...
Beautiful but ugly,
My mistakes never seize to hug me
this is who I am.
THIS IS ME.


SOMETIMES,
I just wana be right, and never wrong
What you wantt I may not have,
Your expectations I may not meet
And my outlook may not impress you.

I am my own girl..
In my world, I only exist,
Am not here to impress you...
Am a perfect definition of Imperfection
But that is who I am.
THIS IS ME

Friday 18 March 2016

Another kind of peace

Corruption and plunder
Selfishness and murder,
Striking our communities so fast like thunder,...
One after the other.
Bad vices taking over our communities and nation ,...
One wonders

Politicians, fighting for power and control against one another,
Stirring up rage and anger
With their so called cadres...
Our nation , slowly heating up like a sauna...


Communities are fighting over land,
Confusion has become the order of the day,
What happened to looking out for each other?
Some just need a helping hand.


Slowly falling apart,
Story of mother Zambia...
What happened to the harmony, the calmness and composure??
The agreement of a ONE ZAMBIA, ONE NATION?.
We are supposed to be a Christian nation.

Peace is not only the absence of war......
It is the absence of pride, envy, selfishness and anger.

It is the effort of trying to restructure the sentences that our lives are making,
The spirit of love , forgiveness and most of all togetherness..


Our newspapers arrive with careless stories,
Filling up those front pages, the media today are just hungry for publishing catchy stories...
They run around to put some news on air, that's all that matters, after all, at the end of the day, they are getting paper....

As a nation,
Peace is to be so much as a culture,
More than a tendency, peace should be like a tradition.....

For the sound of nature is not heard anymore,
The rhythm that soothes the soul.
As everything that happens today is poignant.

In our country there shall be peace,
Only when conflicts totally cease,
Instead of politicians blaming each other for being wrong,
Why can't they just learn to get along....?

Peace is something we mutually share,
For it is just and fair....
Don't just sit there and stare
Because most of all,
peace begins with you and me.......

When i say am saved

When I say am Saved
Please excuse me, I don't mean that I am perfect
My flaws are all too visible,
I get lost too and I constantly need Jesus to hold me..
But God believes am worth it.


Being Christian does not mean that I am strong...
Hell no!
I am professing to be weak
And I pray for strength to carry on...

See am a flower
In some seasons, I weather and dry,.
I am praying to God, to hold me up, mould me, and breath in me all the essentials of life..


When I say am saved,
I am not trying to push away or ignore the people that are tamed bad in society,
I have my own piece of the cake, I have been there.
So am crying out Lord, please hook me up with such people, the broken, the torn, the used, the ones in pain, the condemned
And let the love u bestowed upon me manifest...
I want to share my faith with someone.


When I say I am christian,
I am not bragging about my success,
I am admiting to failure,.
Am an open book and am crying out please God, write your story on my heart!
TRANSFORM ME.

SO please..
Get this right...
When I say I am Christian,
I still mess up here and there,
I make bad decisions,
I submit to my confusion,
I have my own share of pain, sin, shame and a past!
Which is why I seek His name.
Am human, not a spirit.

Wednesday 16 March 2016

Dear boys

Dear boys

I hear you love wild girls.
The girls that literally get down for anything .
Those girls that go out to the club with you and get drunk with you..
The girls that give it all to you at the snap of your fingers and they make you forget where you come from ..

Yeah the girls that have 'thee' curves right,
Perfect hair and make up on..
Am speaking of the dear girls with nothing much to do, so they are available 24/7...
The ones you know have everything a guy wants so you love to show them off,
Exposure!!

Well, that's good for you.
But here's to you, from us
The girls that y'all care less about..

'We' the old fashioned girls in the back....
The ones that go un noticed..
We are lucky you pass us by, we are not ready to be used, we have priorities n we know what we deserve..

So hold up!!!
When your hot chicks mess u up with diseases n leave u bankrupt or out of time,

Fellas pliz'.....
Don't come to us with your,
I didn't know what I was doing quotes,
You're the girl for me n etc...
Remember ,we are good like this,
We deserve better and well
Now that u been washed up in dirt,
Guess what?! We not stuck or anything......

The best thing you can do is go back to Jesus now

Wednesday 9 March 2016

For the broken girl in the corner

Its a shame you're apart..
You wish you could take it back to the start,
But we all know there is always a reason why some things fall apart...
It was a cold 'comfort..
Quit frowning at yourself.

See he clearly wasn't meant for you...
Yeah this is true.
You loved him n thought he did too,

Gave in to lust,
You let him go to all the places his hands were itching to touch..
Without thinking...
He finally played with your strings,
Now you not even things...

See all he wanted from you was to strip you off of your pride and take a bite
Then with immediate effect, take an early flight off your life...
No he never intended to be your mr right....
Zero intensions.

You took a bullet for him,
Missed a few shots from the guys who meant no harm.....
Your pretty boy was way too fine, had a nice ride, cash intact, made your head spin round, his words took your breath away.....sent you a Facebook relationship status, damn! That must have left you breath less.....

Well, see, reality is that he broke into your imaginations, nothing anyone else said made sense,
The chill pill was too bitter to swallow..
He abused your emotions,
Misused your body whenever he wanted then later,
He left you hanging there all alone,
You're broken..


See honey, not all that glitters is gold.....you probably heard of duplicity,
I trust you're intelligent.

Now you need to woman up! Forget about the tears n fears, what's done is done..
Your worth is not wrapped up in material things, and artificial beings,
You deserve better!
Your worth is rooted deep in Christ

To the guys around me

Am sorry
That am not perfect , (most times) I mess up too.

Am sorry
That am just a normal girl with so much self respect!
I love to stay home all night and not go out..

Am sorry
My body is not nice enough to satisfy your wants,
Especially of your eyes.

Am sorry
I do not sleep with any guy that comes my way,
I will stay this way...

Am sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to
But never (good enough) to date

Am sorry
You can't realize av been (the one all along...)

Am sorry
I was brought up the right way (I have priorities)
So I'd rather stay up all night to write poetry than go out to the club
That's not my kinda place to be...


Am sorry
That am not what you are looking for.
I actually care less..

Am sorry
That am actually nice and (not a bitch)

Am sorry
I have no expensive weaves, handsets, clothes, bags and shoes,
But am okay the way I am.
Taking one step at a time..


Am sorry
I am dark skinned and proud,
Won't try to be a yellow bone that y'all run to...
Am fine this way..

Am sorry
That I am not your type of girl,
But most of all,
Am sorry for not being sorry anymore.....

I am female and am actually OK with being alone and waiting for everything right to come my way!!
At the right time n right places.....

To all the guys

Am sorry
That am not perfect , (most times) I mess up too.

Am sorry
That am just a normal girl with so much self respect!
I love to stay home all night and not go out..

Am sorry
My body is not nice enough to satisfy your wants,
Especially of your eyes.

Am sorry
I do not sleep with any guy that comes my way,
I will stay this way...

Am sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to
But never (good enough) to date

Am sorry
You can't realize av been (the one all along...)

Am sorry
I was brought up the right way (I have priorities)
So I'd rather stay up all night to write poetry than go out to the club
That's not my kinda place to be...


Am sorry
That am not what you are looking for.
I actually care less..

Am sorry
That am actually nice and (not a bitch)

Am sorry
I have no expensive weaves, handsets, clothes, bags and shoes,
But am okay the way I am.
Taking one step at a time..


Am sorry
I am dark skinned and proud,
Won't try to be a yellow bone that y'all run to...
Am fine this way..

Am sorry
That I am not your type of girl,
But most of all,
Am sorry for not being sorry anymore.....

I am female and am actually OK with being alone and waiting for everything right to come my way!!
At the right time n right places.....

Tuesday 8 March 2016

Choices

At the verge of night,
I lay down on my bed, with my head on the edge.....
My room all black
My night mares come back...
Its my past that won't retire...


I regret the moments I took for granted,
Moments I was eaten up by pride and hatred....
Am all alone, and its all in my head, you won't understand.

What happened to the life I had?
The one that was all cheesey and easy.....


I was impatient and naive.
I let people take advantage of me..
The desire to explore,
Pushed my life to the core, and now my heart is sore,
It can't feel anymore...

I thought I could find love and hold it....
Blindly, I went for it...
Gave in and tried to hold on to someone I thought felt the same...
My heart's tattoo had his name...
I only caused myself heartache and pain...

The choices I made
Got me mentally abused,
Physically misused...
But thanks to God, all the tears I cried finally fused.

Its the choices I made that landed me here today,
So whether or not I like it, I must strive to make it,
Pick up my personal pieces and give to this life a reason,
To go on through each and every season.......

Monday 7 March 2016

Should have been you

I rushed and I crushed...
Broke a leg so I couldn't move.
My heart is still intact
He played with my body,
Toiled with my emotions
But never really broke my heart, he just thought he tore me apart....

Somehow I sit down n wonder why it wasn't you,
Why did I have to meet you when I was held by wrong hands?
It should have been you,
I swear our love would have been true...

It should have been you whom I missed the most,
it should have you my heart yarns for the most,
it should have been you that I saw today,it should have been you to make first impressions worth more than meeting new friends


It should have been you
This would have been a better song and we would both be singing along...

In love there is no discount
But for so much more, words count....
I guess I have had enough of seemingly bright and lovely people
Who burn through me and expect me to last.......

I have made so many wrong decisions in my life,
I can't write off these lines but I thank God it'd all in the past....

Wide as the mouth of a winding river,
It should have been you that picked me up and swept me away..... Shiny and white....

With broken pieces and a bunch of misplaced n uncollected words, all I am trying to say is...

It should have been you to finish this poem,
but putting a smile on your face means a little more to me right now,
It should have been you that I fell in love with...
Not him

Written by
#Lisa&Robert

Wednesday 2 March 2016

Trapped

Am trapped on the inside,
With needles and razors
Each of a different size...
My emotions are ever in motion,
Like the sun, moving in slow motion..
ZERO COMMOTION


Am surrounded by people
Pushed to the middle
Yet am alone on the inside..
Rare as a pickle,
My heart is made of pixels.
If only you could love me,
I'd give you some of me and we could glow
Higher than eagles..

They say you can't fix what has been broken
But I try to bandage the damage with
ZERO BAND AIDS
I hold on  tight
With no fright...
There must be hope..

In the dark of nights,
I lay to feel alright
But my heart goes to war, wrestles my mind
And leaves me trapped on the inside...

So my eyes close
And I hold on to memories that beat me down so slow
If only I could change things...
I lose control, and cry out my soul..
OH NO.......






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