Moving On!

I’m out of my mind

I left my mind behind

I can’t think straight

Yet I can see straight

Wait for me

Don’t make me see me this way

Rather let me roll in the hay

You are like my past

I can barely see you

My mind is jumbled

The music in my head is jumbled

I feel strange

Yet I’m happy

Jolly

Crazy

Yoppy

Feel my heartbeat

Fear not!

I can feel it pound

It has healed

No wounds

I feel fine

No more pains

I’m whole

I can now roll

Stand where you are

Don’t feel pity for me

Stare at your mirror

Who do you see?

I’ll write the biography of the image in the mirror

Get on your boat

Sail to Alaska

Freeze but stay alive

I’m fine

I forgive you

I still love you

I’m just stronger

Stronger than when you left me

You seem so pathetic to me now

Yet I still love you

Who?

Yes you!

See me roll

Watch me glow

I’m just like the sun

Watch out Hon

I won’t be partial

I learnt the art

And it’s martial

I’m addicted to my own strength

My frame you bent

I’m straightened up now

I’ve seen the light

See you in my bright future

Don’t die please

I need you alive to see me shine

I’m like your favorite drama series on repeat

But the episodes just get better

I'm  moving on!

By Sylvia Chika

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© SylviaChika 2013

WATCHING THE NANNY

As I stood by the wallpapered wall

I watched her brush her silk hair

She was gentle

She was kind

She loosened every knot in the little girl’s dark curls

She sang her usual song

A song in a strange dialect

A song that lit the room

It made the little princess smile

I could feel the smile even though I couldn’t see her face

I wished I could touch her silk hair

Her silk mane that was just like mine

The hair that I trimmed a month ago

Just before I left her

The dark curls of my seed

I watch them from a distance

My immortal being felt sad

The pretty lady spoke kind words

Kind words that made my princess giggle

And then she lifted the mirror close to her spotless face

The sight of her well braided hair made her grin

And the long plaits she wiggled

The lady lifted her up in the air

A gesture she learned from me

And then she spun her around in her careful grip

My princess laughed

A laugh that made my heart cry

My lifeless being envied the lady who held my child

My princess wiggled her feet

The lady placed her on her well-made bed with fresh sheets

Everything in her room sparkled

The polished furniture glistened

Her Lego was well organized on the toy shelf

Barbie and Ken looked very happy on the book cabinet

I was pleased with what this sweet lady was doing for my princess

She was very kind to her

She was patient and loving

She never raised her voice at her

But correct her the same way I did

She learned well from me

Who knew a stranger could be kind to another

I was grateful to this lady who dwelled in my home

My spirit was now at peace

I could now complete my journey

I watched my daughter take a long deep breath

She was sleeping soundly

The lady dropped her favourite story book on the night table

Just few inches from where I stood

Unaware she was being watched

Ignorant of the presence of another being in the room

She turned on the bathroom light and turned off the bedroom light

Just like I used to

I hungered for those days of life as the lady closed the door behind her

I missed tucking in my little princess

It was time to leave

I could feel myself disappearing

I could feel the emptiness

I looked at my princess one last time

That was the sight I wanted to carry with me

My princess peacefully asleep in her soft bed

By Sylvia Chika

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© SylviaChika 2013

JUST A FRIEND SHE WAS

She had danced the dance

She had sang the song

She had done it all

She hovered around him like a bee

It seemed like he didn’t see her

She really tried her best

She had ignored the rest

She even became his best friend

They took walks together

But he never really saw her

She laughed at his silly jokes

She cried with him

And dodged his naughty pokes

She clad herself in beautiful clothes

But still he dashed her hopes

How was she to tell him?

She knew what she wanted

And by these thoughts she was hunted

But still she stayed

Unwavering her love and loyalty was

---

Her company was like a soft cushion

Comforting and motherly

She was patient and unchallenging

Respectful and simple

His life she made orderly

Just a whimper

And she would come running

Loyal and true to him she was

Her love could make one joyful

But still she was just a friend

He had eyes for another

Another who never cared

A beautiful damsel so fair

Hard to get and rare

A sweet challenge he loved

He felt so hurt

He shared his pain

And there she was again

In her arms he found sweet bliss

But just a friend she was

By Sylvia Chika

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© SylviaChika 2013

Staggering Home

I’m deaf

I can’t hear a thing

It’s silent

And then it’s quiet

Yet I hear it blare

My nerves are alert

My eyes are red

My hair wrecks

The stench of cigar and alcohol

I stink

My clothes are sweaty

The night was hectic

I can’t feel my legs

I’m still a bit shaky

I’m staggering home

I can see my gate

I know it is a gate

It looks so familiar

I can smell my flowers

The refreshing smell of the freshly grown grass

My face is so flushed

I just need the soft comfort of my bed

My tongue feels dry

I crave water

I stare at the gutter

I laugh and shake my swollen head

I stagger on

Ignoring the horns and lights

I turn the door knob

The smell of the ever familiar furniture

The enchanting environment of bliss

My home

My place of rest

I slam the door

Turn the lock

And slump on the soft rug

By Sylvia Chika

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http://sylviachika.wordpress.com/

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Twitter:@sylviaoz


© SylviaChika 2013