Showing posts with label Sisterhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sisterhood. Show all posts

Wednesday, 12 December 2012

WHEN A WOMAN FEELS

When a woman loves it intrigues,
Her siblings, friends, colleagues
Her gracious warmth and care stands in a league of its own
And the loyalty that’s shown may as well be carved in stone.
When she says she loves you
She defends your life, honor and anything in between
And after motherhood with those emotions heightened
She cares a little more
Sees you a little differently
Appreciates you a little past when she did before
A woman who loves is a companion worth living for.

When a woman feels
She skips, she glides, she twirls
And like by the wave of a magic wand
She's turned into a little girl.
Daydreaming of kisses and someday becoming his misses
This is just an abyss of bliss reality sometimes dismisses
But when she begins to love a man the fantasy vanishes
As she embodies all her desires, dreams and wishes.
She no longer just wants to be his wife,
She becomes the pillar of strength he needs in his life
And his strife for success becomes hers as well
For when a woman loves there’s no story of endurance her voice can't tell.
A woman in love bears passion so intense she beams
and sometimes it seems a bit extreme
but behind closed doors it's what makes her scream.
He's never heard so loudly his first, middle and last names
plus that of a few supreme beings
a woman's love is the most passionate of all things.

A woman's heart breaks along with her body and soul
Her head aches as her mind loses control
Pieces of her shattered self know not where to fall
she feels everything at once yet nothing at all.
Numb-founded at the pain, dumbfounded at the idea of trust again
but she hides it behind eyes clear and white
without a single trace of the past teary nights.
And when the hurt threatens to trickle down her eyes,
She shies away and cries them dry till they once again tell the “I’m fine” lie
A woman broken-hearted struggles to live after she has died.

So hold her gently
Love her sweetly
Kiss her warmly
Speak to her softly
She likes to look tough but inside she’s as fragile as a child
She sometimes seems hardened but beneath as easy as a smile
Show her there’s nothing to be scared of
For it’s a beautiful thing when a woman comes to love
Tales in a thousand tongues can’t tell it well enough.

Inspired by Efo Dela's ars poetica: When A Man Feels [ http://t.co/HgpwfAmO ]

Monday, 26 September 2011

SISTERHOOD

This love that I speak of involves no romance
No courtship, no first kiss,
Not the constant holding of hands
As we
Walkthrough the streets, stroll through our lives
Naah, none of that love at first glance.
Our minds have been fixated to
Love only between a boy and a girl
Now I know I’ve seen not much of this world
And my mind may still be in a twirl
But I,
Beg to differ
Cuz you see this girl is like my sister
And I miss her
When I’m not with her
Yes we have our differences
Differences that makes us similar
Cuz though we see the world through different eyes
It’s always the same picture.
These words come not only from my mind
But from the part of my heart
Where she safely lays
Love your neighbor as yourself
So the Good Book says
I’ve known to have loved her more than myself
On those desperate days
When it was
Too hard get up
Too hard to stand
Every step forward
Was like sinking in quicksand
But she made me laugh when all else made me cry
I’d hear her “hello” when voices echoed goodbye
She listened, when my problems, I told her
As tears fell free from my eyes she let me hold her
I was comforted not just by her hands, laps and shoulders
But the words she spoke,
With eyes closed
My burdens she helped me raise to our Heavenly Father
And at that moment I was better.
My lips, I found curled in a smile
Happiness,
A landof hope I had misplaced for a while
And from a child
I grew
Into a woman, I understood
The bond of sisterhood
Dies not on account of adulthood
Rejected not by the joys of motherhood
Matrimony, yes that’s good
But to my friend, I’ll still hold true
Cuz from my point of view
She’s God’s subtle message of ‘’I love you’’
Not many know of this love
That I speak of
This love that the Bible yearns to teach us
I’m a better person just because
I love her.
My friend my sister…