I AM! MAN!……….. by Vicdugavi

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I am MAN
They say I discovered fire
Made tools and passed
Current  through wires

Took to the skies in a balloon
Messed around Uni
And found honey in the moon

I made art 
I made fart
And took part

I made war
I made peace
And drove cars

I am man

I am man and it was 
the passion in your eyes
 that formed those fires.  Selah

It was the spark
 in your heart that set ablaze 
those wires -electric

When my progeny roars
When my fair ones devour
Bandwidth and sweetened flowers 

Remember my name
Remember the game
That truly, I played the part

I am man

And when for country, patriotism
embowers, my bravest arts
Send some flowers

For friends and family
Buddies and mates 
With whom I spend hours

Judge for yourselves 
I am great fun
And showed you love-showers 

I am man 

On days not so great
On my sofa reminiscing late
Doubts cannot dissuade 

For the Creator Himself 
With words eternal and wise
Has addressed yours truly in same wise

I am Man



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I am,
The beauty of a thousand sunsets,
The strength of an enraged bull.
I am responsibility shouldered,
A friend loving and true.
My voice is the silken caress of pure velvet,
My tears salt the earth;
Tears of joy,
Tears of sorrow,
Tears for uncertainty,
Tears of pain.
And still my heart beats a steady rythme
Of love, hope, trust and faith.
I am a fierce protector of all I love;
I am the immovable object
And the unstoppable force.
I am the grace of a thousand swans,
Strutting in my heels,
Keeping the balance, maintaining the peace.
I am a ball of ambition,
And the executing action.
I am the future,
The present,
The past.
I am the silenced voices of many long passed,
The struggle for many yet to come.
I am the song of a thousand mothers,
And the daughter that the song praises.
I am opportunity taken,
History in the making.
I am love and laughter,
Lady and master,
Daughter, wife, sister, mother.
I am everything,
I am woman!



My eyes are glued to the colours of your heartbeat,
Waves of red a-fire with passion,
Wells of emotion bursting through in yellow,
Gusts of sincerity in blue soft and mellow.

My feet are dancing to the tune of your heartbeat,
A drumming fierce with need and longing,
Bells and cymbals ringing with wanting,
The music of your soul, calling and haunting.

My ears are seduced by the sound of your heartbeat.
Thumping words sensual and sweet
Pumping moans of pleasures deep,
Pulsing in whispers pleasing to me.

My heart is in sync with your heartbeat.
Thump for thump, pumping strong.
Our souls come alive where our bodies meet,
Breaking forth, tasting love.


We danced.
We tasted.
We leaned in and drank.
We nestled.
We found.
We touched a place deep
That we didn’t know we had.
We moved,
In unison.
We felt the same strings pulling.
We loved,
Each other from way back when.
We denied;
What I felt,
What you felt.
We faced the truth.
You knew it was me,
I knew it was you.
We danced,
In a kiss, our love we sealed.
We loved;
I loved you,
You loved me.
We love;
I love you
You love me.
We’re in love.


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In the hallway of our truth, I waited for you.
I pined and whispered several prayers,
Always hoping to get to you.
To turn your heart this way,
To maybe make you say, ‘come in’.

In the hallway of our story, I had faith in you.
I thought each time I heard a sound that it must be you.
Opening the door a crack,
Rescuing me from the dark,
Pulling me to your side when you say, ‘come in’.

In the hallway our reality, I longed for you.
Many days and many nights I wished and brewed,
Many a half hatched plan,
Desperately futile plans,
All in my bid to hear you say, ‘come in’.

Alas it wasn’t meant to be,
You weren’t made for me.
So I picked myself up, found an exit. Left.
And when I was far gone,
You opened the door and said, ‘come in’.

Naturally Un-natural……….. co-authored by TohnieBond

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I look at her and my heart does a million tiny somersaults:
Of fear!
I get panicky in the moment and wish I could feel her thoughts:
Did she hear?!
Is what I feel for her now compassion or pity?
But I know chancing upon the other one was sweet, blissful serendipity.
It was like my first taste of Xtasy;
One hit and I kept coming back, ecstatic.
Don’t ask me why or how I suddenly became unfaithful.
For all I know I am having the time of my life and it’s just tasteful.
No one can ever be more discreet, nonetheless
For I carefully tie all loose ends and cover my tracks; can’t be careless
Now Val’s day approaches and I’ve got to have an alibi
I’ve just got to be with the side one and in her velvety slender arms I want to lie.

He thinks he’s smart, but I’m smarter.
He thinks I’m blind, that I can’t decipher.
But I see through him, I know.
I wonder which lie he’ll tell this time,
Which excuse he’ll give to leave.
He’ll maybe say it’s “work”,
Some urgent meeting. An emergency.
He’ll maybe “receive” an SOS call from a sibling.
Or maybe it’ll be the best friend,
Whoever he has changed her name to on his phone for the day.
But I’ll know. I always do.
I don’t bother though, he will pay.
He always does.
He’ll never leave, I’ll never allow it.
It’s almost val’s day, time to make a list.
A holiday somewhere exotic?
Gucci? Fendi?
Whatever baby wants, baby will get.
And then he will get away with his lie.

*more works by tohniebond on http://www.tohniepens.wordpress.com

domi-NO………….. by Faith Zubairu

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With the accuracy of a woman scorned,
The consistency of anything burned,
Broken, stripped and unadorned…
My only possession:
The beauty people are fooled to believe
Stems only from something so temporal,
Boring and shallow;
Anywhere but the inside…
My heart.

My heart larched onto yours.
Only though, where you saw a wall,
I saw doors;
Something to be loved;
Someone so beloved.
And so I was the only one holding on.
I pulled, pushed. I forced.
All that fuss…
Too much strength,
It cost much too much.
My heart heavy;
The burden heavier.

Your deep eyes revealed nothing to me.
I was so consumed, deceived,
For I thought I saw reflections of Cupid’s arrow.
Your words wore lies as ornaments.
And my only possession danced alone
Where two ought to be sown
Together; stronger than bone!

Words meant for me,
The same repeated to another.
Then it hit me,
Quite like that arrow of Cupid’s…
Like what empty rooms echo,
The words were not really mine.
I believed only echoes.
For I thought you said, “I love you”;
Alas, my heart only wished…

*more works by faith on http://www.totsoffaith.wordpress.com