Untitled Poem by Tebogo Angela Poen

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Wounds are the constant reminders of this long rough journey
How often we trip and fall just to get up and carry on with the misery
Heart beats and respiration are what keeps us going
Goals and dreams are what keep us believing

They say there's light at the end of the tunnel
Long dark tunnels we've travelled with no candles
Stepping forward though we weren't sure of the direction
All we knew is that we'll somehow accomplish the mission

Putting an end to the heart's longing
Binding it so as to forbid it from loving
To keep the focus, so we were hoping

Dusty winds blowing to keep our eyes forever blind
Through Loud thunderstorms, awake we kept our minds

Just one step, one more step
Maybe we'll finally get to the end of the rainbow
Where there's all happiness, joy, peace and hope
If it ain't the step you taking that will get you there, it might be the one after
The Sun and the moon shone to light up our way, til they both got tired

Left us to face this dark world alone
However, the heart longeth for what belongs to it
You can't keep it caged forever
So you settled for what seems like it
To keep it going
All the fantasies came and left you with a hollowed chest
To remind you that they can never be real

Hold on
There's all that you need at the end of the rainbow
Take one step... just one step
If it ain't this one that will get you there
It might be the one after

Sore feet
Wounded heart
Crushed hopes
Messed up head
Crawling your way to the end of the rainbow
Expecting to hear the sounds of trumpets as you drawing nearer
Expecting the fairness of gold to pierce through your eyes that have been forever blindfolded by this veil of darkness

Extending your hand so as to grab what you forever hoped for
But your eyes meet up with those that are sore as yours
Sore feet
Wounded heart
Crushed hopes
Messed up head

All that's left In her is that wounded heart
Pumping polluted blood
Scared lungs inhaling and exhaling no hope

She's travelled the same miles as yours
Searching for pots of gold
Just like you, she's heard of the land of milk and honey
She's come to the end of the rainbow to restore her broken soul
But all that she sees is yet another broken soul

We've travelled a long mile in search for perfection
Just to meet up with the flaws and imperfections
To make all this wounds and scars disappear
But all they do is reappear
So allow me to heal you as you heal me
Hold me tight as to prevent my heart from falling off my chest
Hold me to keep my chest, lungs and ribcage together
Hold me real close so as to stop this blood fro dripping
I believe my skin is a bandage to your wounds
And my Love, the spiritual portion that will heal you internally and externally

I know all about your trips and falls
Your shame and promised calls
Your so called 'loyal friends' who have turned into walls
Your severe emotional injuries
Your little hope that was crushed and left with no chance to resurrect
Your toes tell me of the long rough journey you've travelled
With no droplet to fall onto your tongue
In your eyes I see the loneliness, tiredness,
The tear glands you've held back just to appear strong and masculine

....
Hush..
Let me love you passed that

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Saturday, November 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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