Slave To Your Bosom Poem


I do not want to leave your bosom
As I am afraid of getting lost in this dark world
The pillar that holds me together when I am broken
Every time I leave your chest
It is as though my life is slowly ebbing out of me
Like smoke from a chimney
I lie awake to watch you sleep so that I cannot miss your heart beat
The scent of your masculinity keeps the feelings I have for you intact
You smell so divine
That my nostrils celebrate your presence
Like a flaming tree in a desert, your bosom pulls me in
Catering to my every need
Love has never been easy to understand
Your bosom made it easy to translate and interpret every feeling
Raindrops bounce majestically off your chest
As they slither across the contoured muscles that are yours
Every curve speaks of its own story told ever so carefully
To keep it from being a classic
As I put my ear next to your heart I hear music that soothes away
Pain
Disastrous moments
Exhaustive emotions
Teary eyes
You have perfected me in the way that you hold me on your bosom
Stormy nights are weathered when your arms are around me
Desert days are cooled off when your arms are around me
I am never leaving your bosom as I am a slave to it

Jungle Acapella Poem


I want a memory that lives beneath the skin
Explodes on the lips that are in love
Listening to the sound of the night
Waiting for your love to be alive
I want to hold you close under the rain
And kiss your smile, and to never let go of you
For forgiveness sake
Sing a song for me at the waterfall
I don’t deserve any tears that come from your eyes
Yet I wait amidst this jungle for my groom
Because the pieces of my heart that remain
Are too fragile to be broken again
One day I know my heart will cease from crying
Like native tribes inside deep seated moss filled thick jungles
Beating their drums
Dancing their local songs, chanting in their masks
Ripping the silent air with their ululations and cries
My heart has not yet settled quietly
Acapella music is what made me understand your sense of loving
Sleepless nights caused me to have continuous thoughts of loneliness
I did not see the good in the beauty of a sunrise
Or the magnificence of a sunset
I avoided distractions as I tried to decongest my spirit man that was restless
I needed a prayer for the breakthrough night
When I had to provoke happiness that eluded me
I could still hear the plants breath
The dew granting me access into its immortal beauty
Like time in a split second stand still
The wind brushing past my cold cheeks
Causing my eyes to blink more than once
I feel the jungle Acapella making the hairs on my skin to stand

Alone Again On Valentine’s Day Poem


Your non-condescending love was
Intoxicating like freshly brewed tea
Or the aroma of fresh roasted ground coffee
I have become a shell of what I used to be
Reduced to ashes by tumulus emotions
A turbulence that has reaped through my soul
To put all my feelings into the captivity
Of a deep dark and bottomless hole
Everything I want everybody else has
My dreams turned into naught, tear by tear drop
I lay on the floor like a woman in labor
Tormented by the aspirations I had
Everything I believed in, everyone I hoped in, all gone
I am alone; life is not there for me to turn to
My heart beats too fast for me to catch up
I feel so hollow, full of nothingness
What does my pain say to this world?
Heart wrenching emotions grip my chest so hard
I cannot focus as things have all faded away
I want to lash out at the dark try to catch the noise
With my bare hands every second I can’t breath
I die alone drowning in my disappointments
Let downs, chaos, loses caused by a bereaved heart
Merry no more as I am a failure at love
My heart ceased from beating, even love won’t come to me
A day for love has turned gloomy and heartless
Feelings have been frozen in a cold tear drop
The skin icy cold from blowing winter winds
I am thinking and thinning out into a non-existent realm
As once again I am alone on Valentine’s Day

It’s 2am Still Sleepless In Nairobi Poem

 
There he stood
I had always heard of desperadoes
Seen them in movies now here he was a real desperado
But without the criminal intonation
He seemed to have been sculpted out of the rarest of ochre clay
Patiently molded into this perfect man
No one is perfect, I know but he was as close to perfect as perfect is
He seemed to smile so effortlessly, it was like a mirage of some sort
I knew I was dreaming yet I was not
It felt like sitting on a cliff or at the highest point of Uhuru Park
Watching as night transforms into morning
The split second where darkness splits into two giving way
To the burnt orange spectrum of light opening up a new mist of freshness
How was I supposed to leave him looking like that?
I love the veins on a man’s arms
Showing he is a protector and he can fight for his woman
His seemed to be endless as they crawled underneath his T-Shirt
I knew each vein had a story to tell
A story that could be written into a thousand autobiographies
Like rivers that start from a source
Knowing there is no place that far where they cannot reach
My eyes were not blinking
My mind frozen in attention
For the rest of my days I knew my heart could not wait anymore
I even wrote a poem in that moment as my eyes stayed glued on him
In my boudoir at night I sat up on my bed still thinking of him
Then I took my guitar and started to play
1 am, 2 am…Sleep has betrayed me and left my expectant eyes

I Won’t Forget Poem


Sitting in the middle of nowhere
Thinking that
Nothing else matters in life
My life boat is my feelings for you
Feelings so great I shudder
Not being able to hold them alone
Your sweet smile
The wonderful kisses you alone can give
In a desert and in a storm
Thoughts of you give me strength
The will to face everything
I am only sure about our love
A love that tickles my heart
We live for each other

Red Umbrella Poem

Truth is
I have been trying to find you
Amidst these layers of a broken down heart
I have been searching for that love
That was so profound it weakened me
I have loved you for so long
It has become a sickening madness in my heart
Yet I love it
I have so much I want to tell you, show you, to give you
Truth is
I have no way of finding your heart
Lost in emotions of anger, regret, disappointments
Everything I have searched for I met in you
I have been alone for long enough
Going for a walk with your hand in mine
Was enough to chase away the urge of running backwards?
Truth is
You are the only man I have loved with no disdain
No immaturity or impatience
Your understanding of the real me
Made me have things in my own way
Learning to let go of unnecessary pains and hurts
Truth is
I keep reaching out to you on a solitude night
Wondering if taking a break from you was a wise choice
I could have fought for our love
Yet I felt like you had already left us
The sands of time have slowly slipped by
You have not been forgotten or wished away
Even when the memories are as cruel as an oncoming hurricane
Your presence is awaited with bated breath
Truth is
I still want you in my life for keeps, forever even
Standing on a lifetime of memories that we had built together
The back drop of a beautiful sunset reminds me that you still are
I miss your embrace that still linger on me
I remember the red umbrella
Where we had our first kiss before the rain began to pour
It was the last Valentines that we were together

I Love You Like Poem


The earth loves it when it rains
Chilled ice cream on a sunny day
Melting chocolate on my tongue
Watching my favourite team win
A mother cuddling her baby
Two lovers waiting to meet
I hate my enemies

Acoustic Soul Poem


Truth is
I have been trying to find you
Amidst these layers of a broken down heart
I have been searching for that love
That was so profound it weakened me
I have loved you for so long
It has become a sickening madness in my heart
Yet I love it
I have so much I want to tell you, to show you, to give you
Truth is
I have no way of finding your heart
Lost in emotions of anger, regret, disappointments
Everything I have searched for I met in you
I have been alone for long enough
Going for a walk with your hand in mine
Was enough to chase away the urge of running backwards
Truth is
You are the only man I have loved with no disdain
No immaturity or impatience
Your understanding of the real me
Made me have things in my own way
Learning to let go of unnecessary pain I did
Truth is
I keep reaching out to you on a solitude night
Wondering if taking a break from you was wise
I could have fought for our love
Yet I felt like you had already left us
The sands of time have slowly slipped by
You have not been forgotten or wished away
Your presence is awaited with bated breath
Truth is
I still want you back in my life for keeps

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Happiness She Deserved Poem


Her love had a hold on him
She gave him her whole being
Sat through his every experience
Loved him without a speck of doubt
No shadow of worry crowded her mind
All she wanted, to be his inspiration
Play the strings of his heartbeat
On the beats of his soul
The difference she made to him
Clearly brought out in his life
He was a riddle she loved to figure out
A puzzle that could not be complete
Until the last piece was put in place
Everything that made sense in his life
Was as simple as her being there
He always wondered
How life would be without her presence
She had cried enough
Knew he was the only one
To give her the happiness
She once deserved

I am Only The Piano Player Poem

I play late into the night alone yet still feeling you
Telling myself I have not left you unaided or lost
I had a chance to love you
Yet my fingers would not let go of the piano
Seeping tunes of wordless music because you are not there
I refuse to let go of the moments that made sense in me
My life so divided and sometimes unnecessarily chaotic
My only excuse for not being there…
I am only the piano player
I am doing just fine getting over this heartache
Wanted to love you like nobody else could love
I set myself on this journey that made me need you so much
Up till now I cannot let the grandness of piano playing be
I chose a piece of instrument with no heart or flesh
With no arms to hold me in the middle of a cold night
A piece of wood that cannot give me sweet words or affection
My only comfort is that I loved you on this piano
It knows our deepest darkest secrets that we dare tell no one
Even the moon shied away knowing ours was an eternal magnetism
Words need not be said when my fingers stopped playing the piano
To be intertwined into yours curled into portions of suppleness
It’s the end of the road for my earth song
Tunes of music played by you fade away because
I am only the piano player

My Desert Song Poem



Embrace me my beloved for I panic when in isolation
Dry desert winds scorch away at my shriveled up heart
Sand has grazed my tender toes that curl to stop the burning
The cactus have pricked my most treasured emotions
I can sense a desert storm forthcoming
Nowhere to escape the sudden death of your memories
My lips have cracked for lack of yours that moistened them
Trembling under this unknown icy chill
Almost bleeding for lack of warm attention from your touch
My chest is caving in to try and send away the haunting ghosts
That is your memory within my soul
My arms have been weakened refusing to hold close another
You are the only safety my heart knew
All I have now
Is this photograph that is the only reminder of your existence
My feet refuse to move away from this place we called home
Knees knocking against each other simply because they can
I am a shadow of myself in the midst of cruelty
Before you I was seeping from the cup of never falling in love
I melted in disdain without your intensifying aphrodisiac words
I crave your presence that kept me sensible and unruffled
It is a sudden wasteland… my heart, my mind, my body, my soul
The last song with keys that have refused to play loud
Keeps replaying in my worn-out consciousness
You need to be back before winter steals away my cold skin
I can only explain it this way, that
You have left a barren region where fertility was
I have become a shell, empty within because I need you so much
Battle fields that have been abandoned is what my world has become
Only falling again when I try to climb up
Out of this misery that has become a daily dose of tranquilizer
I swallowed my pride to surrender to your snuggly arms
I want not to surrender to this throbbing in my chest
All I want is to be alright without your suggestively armored kiss
Temperately I take every impossible footstep towards being alright
This desert will not break my resolve of becoming whole
As terrifying as walking blindly without you
Or the torture of sleeping alone may seem
I have won the war of the fear of losing this love eternally
I have been a broken hearted soul for far too long
I will erase it all
At the end of it all, your heart, soul, flesh will no longer be in mine

Keeping You Warm Poem




I will take that chance you granted me
You will find comfort in my confidence
Waste the night away with me
In the morning dusk
The only thing remaining is us
After haunting me with your strength
I am wretched because of your dear love
Scarred with eternal bliss from your smile
Call me when you are lonely
To hold you on this cold July season
Knowing you will not break my heart
I will treat you with respect
This promise I make to you my love
A single song of my heart’s call
Addicted to your signature mystic beauty
Remaining a nameless longing engraved in Opal
I put both our hearts in an Alabaster box
Your love, the one language I understand
Mine speaks to you as an undertone
Richly deserving the honor
Of gracefully residing within and beside you

Kiss Of Life Poem




Breath into my soul
Save my searching mind
Give in to this moment
Let not love become elusive
Life made me faint
Soiled with dark moments
Pictures become deserted
All alone in this desert
I closed my eyes
To give in to defeat
Strength is long gone
Eye lids slowly shutting
As the voice becomes a sigh
Rescue me
Let me not fade away
Like the quietness of the countryside
I listen to your heart beat
Thumping away slowly, slowly away
Under the cool blue sky
Or next to the slow blue currents
I wonder what you are thinking
Is it our love you reflect on?
© Chaotic Soul of a Poet
Maira Gall