CAPTURED

You lied!

You are a liar!

How quickly I fell

How high the fall

How dare you lie so beautifully?

A cunning thief you are

Disguised in pretty clothes

And a sweet accent

Oh, I fell!

For your lies

I fell!

You lured me into your web

You spoke about greener pastures

Painted pictures so enchanting

I was deceived

By your promises and tales

I put my needs ahead of logic

I let my desire for a false freedom

Lead me into captivity

What a fool I was!

Captured I was not

But captured I am now

I’ve been chained

Chained in a land I know not

Chained to a bed I know not

Sold to give pleasure to men I know not

The days pass by

 I treasure them not

My choices, I despise

My life, I hate

My captor, I detest

Freedom!!!

Where art thou?!

Bring me back those days

Those days I had it all

But wanted more

Send a note to my mama and papa

Tell them I love them

Tell them I was scammed

Tell them I miss them

Tell them I’ll be back home soon

Soon?

If wishes were coins

I would have bought my freedom

But here I am

Enslaved by the devilish schemes of my captor

My master

He holds a whip!

Pray for me!

Pray for me!

He is coming soon…no…

He is right at my door!

Please, pray for me!

My captor is the devil!

By Sylvia Chika

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TELL ME WHY

Tell me why

Why you sit in the shadows

When the light is right in front of you

Why you choose to fade away

When you can shine

Brighter than the stars in the sky

Why you wither away

When you can bloom

And stay beautiful like the rose flower in my garden

Tell me why

Why you choose to hide your true self

Just to fit into the ideology of another

Tell me why

Why you hunger for toxic pills

Pills that steal your youth and innocence

Tell me why

Why you choose to be lost

When you can be found and safe

Tell me why

I’m trying not to cry

Cos’ I see waste

A pretty flower

Hidden behind dark curtains

A pretty flower in torment

A beautiful flower you are

Yet you choose not to bloom

Please, tell me why!

By Sylvia Chika

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NO!

A thousand petals

Wine and chocolates

Perfect!

Always perfect!

Perfect to me

Never perfect to you

A hundred proposals

And a hundred no’s

A thousand nights of tears

Heartbreaks and regrets

Tormented thoughts from all your no’s

Why “no”?

What’s wrong with me?

And once again

I try again

The perfect scene

A diamond ring

My charming smile

My special tux

And still you say no!

No?!

Give me a “yes”!

A “yes”…or something close to it

I crawl back into my hole

And swim in an abyss of tears

Anger

Rage

Hurt

Bitterness

The shackles that bind me

 This has now become my mission

I no longer love you

I’m just…

I just…

And then it dawns on me

“I’m addicted!”

Addicted to your indifference

Addicted to your rejection

Addicted to your “no’s”

I’m an addict!

Lost in a cocoon of misery

A star-eyed lunatic

In search of a “yes”

From the lips of my tormentor

I no longer love you

What I feel is…

I…

Come on!

I need a “yes”!

Free me from this misery!

Just give me a “yes”!

Say yes!

Please say yes!

By Sylvia Chika

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STRANGERS

When?

When did we throw caution to the wind?

Living life with no care

Unconcerned about the distance between us

The silence

Those conversations that should have happened

When?

When did we become strangers?

  

This was never the plan

It all started out so well

Now, it’s slowly becoming a distant memory

You seem to have moved on

Have you?

I can’t tell

Cos’ you are now a stranger

Please, when did we become strangers?!!!

  

I still remember how hard I fell for you

How silly I acted around you

I would walk all night just to see you at dawn

So far away I lived from you

Yet, the distance didn’t really matter

The distance made me fight harder

So tell me…

When did we become strangers?

 We both did wrong

We let the fire burn out

We got so comfortable

We no longer threw in the logs

We watched the fire die

Tolerating our flaws

But not really caring for each other anymore

Oh lord…that’s how we became strangers!

  

Here I am reminiscing

Waiting for you to come back to me

And there you are

Holding on to the ring of another

What can I do to win your heart again?

Tell me, Mi Amour

I can’t bear the “what ifs”

I can’t be a stranger anymore

By Sylvia Chika

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Your Love

Take me to your secret place

Let me abide under your shadow

As I drink in your beauty

Shaken by your glory

I worship!

Intoxicated by this love

Sweet and filling

True and untainted

YOU!

You are love!

You are Lord!

I ponder on this love story

All I see is the cross

The nails

The pain

And then the glory

Oh, my best love story!

It might mean so little to some

But to me it means everything

You mean everything to me

Your love is unquestionable

Your love…like a soft blanket around me

Protecting me

Molding me

Keeping me warm

I yield to you

Freeing myself to be filled

To drown in this beautiful pool of perfection

Perfect love

I yield to you

Perfect you are

Perfect your love is

Your love

My perfect blanket

By Sylvia Chika

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WHITE

Clothed in white

Not dead

Not in Heaven

Not even at my wedding

Far from it

All in white

Running down the hallway

Searching for the exit door

Overdosed on drugs

Staring at faces so unfamiliar

Laughter as loud as thunder

Insanity all around me

Running as fast as I can

Cages

Locked doors

Needles and insanity

I’m running

Lost in a labyrinth

Searching for an exit door

The doctors chase me down the hallway

Like demons in a nightmare

They all look enraged and desperate

Yelling and cursing

Warning and screaming

I need a way out!!!

An open window!

A trapdoor!

Anything!

I need a way out!!!

The drugs begin to kick in

I can’t feel my tongue anymore

My heart is racing…pounding…fluttering

My legs betray me

My sight fails me

The hallway begins to morph

I’m no longer…I can’t…

The doctors now look like huge ugly insects

I fall on the ground

But it feels like a bed

It’s soft

I close my eyes

Welcoming the soft clouds

Drifting off

Into my little world of beautiful insanity

By Sylvia Chika

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HIDDEN FANGS

Web of sin

Web unseen

Evil done in the dark

Leaving hidden marks

Softly done

Guilt gone

Conscience sold

Truth untold

Things hidden in a closet

More awards to collect

No one needs to know

As long as it doesn’t show

Manipulating minds

A curtain they hide behind

Showing off artificial halos

Dangerous fellows!

They camouflage their horns

With pretty shiny crowns

They hide their fangs

Behind smiles and generous hands

But behind the closet doors

Lies a dungeon of horror

Truth unseen

So they continue to sin

Luring their prey

Serving promises with gold trays

They spin their webs

Catching millions in their web

With just one promise…fame!

A chance to be in the game

To run the world

And gain the world

Sugar on their lips

They roam the world

With hidden fangs

And generous hands

By Sylvia Chika

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© 2017 Sylvia Chika