Posts in Category: Poetry/Spoken-Word/Arts
For Coloured Girls Who Has Ever Considered Suicide When The Rainbow Isn’t Enough…
I will be at the Nation Cultural Centre this Friday evening at 8pm to indulge in St. Lucia’s production of Ntozake Shange’s 1975 play/chorepoetry.
For those of you who are not able to make is on Friday, I believe it’s on at the same time on Saturday. – Call NCC for confirmation!
Come on out and support the nations talented artist. – The evening ought to be very interesting. Especially for me who hates to read and as a result had never heard of the book before 2010. :-/
See you there!
With Love,
Ms.Zindzi
“Reason, Season, Lifetime”
Today is just the day for this poem…I hope this poem can inspire someone else the way it has inspired me today and all the other, what feels like, 1 million days I’ve read it and posted it on here!
People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.
When you figure out which one it is,
you will know what to do for each person.When someone is in your life for a REASON,
it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a difficulty;
to provide you with guidance and support;
to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.
They may seem like a godsend, and they are.
They are there for the reason you need them to be.Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.Some people come into your life for a SEASON,
because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.
They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done.
They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.
Believe it. It is real. But only for a season.LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons;
things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.
Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person,
and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.
It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.Thank you for being a part of my life,
whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.- Aleksandra Lachut
With Passion,
Ms.Zindzi
For My Family: “I Carry Your Heart” by E. E. Cummings
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in
my heart)…I am never without it (Anywhere
I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)…I want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
"Memoirs Of A Broken Heart"
“The hottest love has the coldest end.”
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“Find the one who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep… wait for the one who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of their friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much they care and how lucky they are to have YOU… The one who turns to their friends and says, that’s her…”
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“The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else.”
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“Love is never wanting to lose faith, never wanting to give up, and never truly moving on. Love is knowing and praying in the deepest part of what’s left of your heart that they feel the same”
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"Lonely Is Just One Word"
Lonely is just one word chosen to represent so much
To tell of feelings inside that the senses cannot touch
Lonely can be in the teardrops on a bereaved person’s cheek
Lonely can be in the silence of sorrows too deep to speak
Lonely can haunt a deserted room that Laughter once made proud
Lonely surrounds you when you’re alone or finds you in a crowd
Lonely is heard in echoed footsteps of a departing friend
Lonely penetrates the solitude of nights that will not end
Lonely will not listen to the pleadings of a broken heart
Lonely stays and torments until new Love shatters it apart
- Mary Havran