Doubt

Doubt

Doubt is the thief of confidence
It steals the ability to progress and move on.
Doubt takes possession of the future,
Like an addictive drug or substance.
It kills the belief and power of hope,
Into the oblivion of uncertainty.
Doubt is a thief like procrastination
It is a robber of self-worthy.
A retrogressive vice that punctures the belief in oneself.

By Makurira

I wanted to write you a love letter

I wanted to write you a love letter

I wanted to write you a love letter, 

It is a letter of my feelings, a letter of hope about my tomorrow with you my love

A letter expressing the depth of my love for you. 

It is a letter of gratitude, a letter that soul searches my inner soul. 

I wanted to write you a letter to show you the depth and breadth of the pit I call love.

It is a letter that fails the description test, for I can't find proper superlatives to express how deep my love is. 

I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you that you are my first and my last love. 

All I wanted to say is I love you. 

By Makurira

I am a writer

I am a writer

I am a writer because I said so

I write what I think about,  

I write what I feel, 

My opinion is like my penis, 

It is mine alone, 

I don't care what anyone thinks, 

I write what I believe in. 

I am a writer. 

I have my own opinion 

I let my pen dance on the paper upon ignition. 

It flows like a river downstream

As I capture the figment of my imagination, 

Because I am a writer

Some may consider it a trove, 

Some a treasure and others a crap, 

The fact remains I am a writer. 

Nothing worse than being in love alone

Nothing worse than being in love alone

There is nothing worse than being in love alone. 

It feels like a blunt knife cutting through the heart.

Being in love alone feels like 

Someone dancing on your raw nerves,

It is a journey into the wilderness.

Being in love alone is like

A punch in to bollocks. 

That shatters the nuts into pieces.

Being in love alone feels like. 

A woman with a stiletto dancing on the naked body,

It is like taking a journey to Serbia. 

Where everyone knows where it is

But no one wants to go there. 

By Makurira

What happened?

What happened?

What happened to the butterflies

That used to fly up and down our tummies 

When we missed each other 

What happened to the butterflies

That flew up and down your whole body 

When my message hit your phone. 

What happened to what we felt the first time, 

We were passionate, 

What happened to the love that drove you and me crazy. 

What happened to missing me, when I wasn't there but chatting with you

What happened to the hope of the everlasting future of  love

What happened to the enthusiasm you had for  me and for us

What happened to the future plans we had together

What happened to the love that you promised me

What happened to the undying loath, we had before we made love

What happened to not spending the day without my call, without my text

What happened to give us the chance and see where it was going

What happened to that belief in us, 

The belief that one day I was gonna be Romeo and you were Juliet. 

What happened after our lovemaking, what happened to the US. 

Makurira. 

Today is your day.

Today is your day.

Today is your big day

You are as beautiful as a clear day

The lord today gave you an opportunity to breathe again today and add another year.
And To celebrate your existence on earth

Like stretch marks the day shows contours of the  years you have lived. 

It is full of memories so difficult to erase

Today is the day that you celebrate life,

When others are praying for survival The Lord adds another year on your silver platter. 

Today is your big day enjoy and be glad

Happy birthday sweetie

By Makurira

My heart beats for you

My heart beats for you

Each day my heart beats for you.
Like lost love, the unbearable pain scratches my heart and soul.
My heart beats so loud as a drum upon thinking of you.
It feels like a raw nerve each day I live without you.
Ding Dong like a clock I hear your heartbeat.
I haven't felt like this, in a very long time.
Simply because my heart only beats for you.

I love you, my heart only beats for you.

By Makurira