Poetry bhiz

How do I deny love when my heart says yes?
Self conflict at its best
On my right, a man so masculine that my heart craves to touch, hold maybe kiss
On my left, my heart desires to push away these feelings of affection that leave me vulnerable
And put my strength in question
The days when spoken words could blind my heart
Seem to be gonna, dead and buried
But now I feel like I'm seeing a ghost of vulnerable me

Than again, how do I deny love when my heart says yes?

I am afraid of love , afraid of loving and being loved for I fear that lust will feed on the hunger of my fantasies that I have when reading Bulelwa 's love stories. I'm afraid to feel his superficial touch for the fear that these ill desires won't be met. I'm afraid of being held cause I fear he won't hold me half as tight as he should. I'm constantly afraid of loving cause his idea of love , devotion and passion can't suit my thirst. Or maybe I'm not afraid of love I'm afraid of the compromise?

Can I make love to your miseries or better yet your sorrows?
Can I kiss your broken soul ?
Mend your blisted heart?
Can't I just seduce your fears ?
Just Make you lose your self in lust
Can I s*x your tears dry?
And suck the life out of your sufferings ?
May I undress your soul?
Put your desires at ease
And your heart at peace ?

Mind of a troubled teenager

These healthy wounds
Dare me to try
let me put myself at risk of failure
So immature
I place my past on replay
Maybe it's the love of a mother
I so desperately crave
that motherly touch that can wipe away these dry tears ,
Seal the gaps of my blistered heart
And heal the not so healthy wound from the past.

These transparent walls kinda secure the doors to my insecurities
that faint confidence
and wary smile
feels like I'm looking through a broken mirror
a false reflection of myself
that lives me bare naked and vulnerable

Maybe it's the typical the love that I so seek
the type that will undress my soul
and address my heart
seduce my fears
Than put my desires at ease,
my sufferings at rest
and my mind at chaotic peace.

I feel, success is just a destination the problem is the direction
but how? when I'm still swimming in these dead solutions.
These books make me drown,
sinks me in this paddle of ink,
miss calculated angles and words spelt all wrong.
Than again my mind dreams of it ,
my heart yawns for it
and my future depends on it!!!
*education *

And yet I fell in love
way too fast it occurred
myb I went in too deep
I was supposed to be having fun
bt fun ended up having me
I let my heart drive me to the point where my mind had absolute no control
for him I craved
by love in slaved
nd from him pain I've earned
and yet I fell in love

I am the voice of talent
I give birth to poetry
I give birth to success
I am the mother of dance
the heart of melody
music is my heart beat
I am the open stage of drama
the main character of talent
I AM THE VOICE OF TALENT

Dis is me

i hv seen
wat da human eye waz nt 2 see

dis is me

my life is a living hell
with nothing or no1 2 say i luv u 2