Tracee Olga

Rookie - 138 Points [troka] (28th July 1990 / Nairobi, Kenya)

Tracee Olga Poems

1. Nakupenda 9/26/2013
2. Who Would Have Thought? 9/27/2013
3. The Recollection. 10/1/2013
4. Dear Mosquito 10/22/2013
5. I Love Thee 10/29/2013
6. He Set Free 12/5/2013
7. Shut Up 3/5/2014
8. Unappreciated. 3/28/2014
9. I Dont Just Get It! 4/8/2014
10. All In The Strings. 4/19/2014
11. Easter Guilt 4/19/2014
12. Scars 4/23/2014
13. Heart And Mind 5/16/2014
14. I Will 8/5/2014
15. Do Not Shut Me Out 8/5/2014
16. Beyond The Desert 8/21/2014
17. Hope Again. 10/1/2014
18. Will You Be There 10/8/2014
19. Time 10/14/2014
20. Beauty Attracts Beauty. 2/26/2015
21. Let Your Light Shine 2/26/2015
22. A Psalm 3/13/2015
23. Guilty Red 8/19/2014
24. How I Met Him 4/17/2014
25. My Poetry World 4/23/2014
26. Then I Will Have You 6/12/2014
27. My Time Will Come 3/5/2014
28. Perfect Family 9/26/2013
29. Am Sorry 4/12/2014
30. Like A Mustard Seed 10/8/2013
31. Loving Hands Of Jesus 8/5/2014
32. A Song 1/14/2014
33. I Cant Have You 9/22/2014
Best Poem of Tracee Olga

I Cant Have You

Don't say you love me, I might believe you
Don't say you don't love me, and then my heart will be broken
Don't look at me that way, Coz I might fall for you
Don't look away, for that will crush my ego
Don't let go of my hand it feels empty when you do
Don't touch me, for then I will want more
Don't pay attention to me, For I might open up too much
Don't ignore me, for that will crush my soul
Don't smile at me, I might smile back
I don't want to hear you laugh
For I will want you to do it every time
I don't want to see you cry, for then I will cry too
Don't ...

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The Recollection.

It’s a bit cold and a little warm in here
Suddenly like never before my survival feels so dear
I’ve got to survive though no help is near
But it fades out now nothing is clear
I reach out with the speed of a deer
Too late it is all cleared
All my life this is what I always feared
A time for reckoning, reconnecting and rerun of my deeds
The uncertainty of my tomorrow the guilt and pain of yesterday

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