Namatsi - Hisia Ni Zangu

Look at you... finding your way into a love story! Well then buckle up! A couple of months ago I was burning every thought of love from my space and life because I had stopped believing in it. I actually hated that word. Someone would say it to me and I would totally flip out concluding the story with, 'the world is too fake to figure out what love is!' My friends would introduce me to new people, or encourage me join dating sites – but I always felt so desperate doing this!   People were just shallow! My poems turned dark – they focused more on pain and I would define pain so beautifully you would want to marry it! I look back and cannot believe I gave too much of my time on the darkness. Day 1 Things can really change! I met him in an official setting - I had been called to give a presentation about this and that; quite honestly I wasn't up for it. I dragged myself out of the office, sweet talking myself that I needed the fresh air and to meet new people

Some poems come to me so easily and fast  Some take their time, I have to court them for several days or months  some have fights with my soul - I cannot control They hold a tight grip to my inside and I have to really convince myself to let them out For they are pure and true to a world that doesn’t care You see poets – poets are some mad and crazy humans We let our souls run naked for the world to see So am here to let you know That this poem - This poem has come with you No pain no gain but this train is too long for a refrain Believe me for a while I forgot how to breathe For the rain was plain – the nights were mean Tears were sweet and pain, pain hurt no more I had become so calloused by it, that every tender touch I gave  Could not only bruise but it could break bones too Love had become the devil The closer it came the faster I ran - to the church cast it out! Please Lord Jesus! Cast it out Bit by bit turning dark Believe me  I ha