Space Invader

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You came into my life

And caused confusion

Messed with my emotions
Hurt me 3 times over
Space invader
Overtaking my emotions and making me
Fall for you
Space invader
Interrupting my speech
All I seemed to talk about was you

I tried to make Disneyland
Fairytales, my reality
Holding onto falsity

Mind games- you were the champion
Your thoughts… to me were
Inaccessible

Space invader
You were a Martian
In a human’s disguise
Trying to take over
Grace’s world

Got me thinkin;
“Ah maan leave me alone!”
Tugging on me
Playing puppet master on my heart strings

No more is that gonna be
Cause I depend on me

Buh-bye space invader
I won’t be seeing you anymore.

Copyright © 2012 by Grace Olubi

Statistics (Harsh Reality)

First poetry video filmed on 17th March 2012! By @ItstyroneG

Birds & Bees

I like to fly away to a place
Where no one can hurt me

Capture me and use me to partake in a feast
I like to fly towards beauty
It generates sweetness out
From the centre of itself
I create

Sweet sounds release as I
Open my beak
I awaken my neighbours
Musical notes ascend into the
Atmosphere
Hibernation
I immigrate into a new environment
Every time there’s a weather change
It’s that time of season

Statistics (Harsh Reality)

So many young girls

Loosing themselves
Abusing themselves
Looking for attention, searching for love in the wrong places

Teenagers
Submitting to lust
Pregnant dependant on a guy for trust

Low self esteem
Resulting in self-harm
Causing the ones they love alarm

Young girls getting into the wrong relationships
Longing for companionship
Resulting in breakups
Their smile becomes their make up

Reminiscing On What I Never Had

I miss your beautiful smile
Your soft lips- that danced with mine
To the song that my body was singing
Your touch
That made me tremble
Made me shiver
So overwhelming that I would
Quiver

Your brown eyes
Expressive
They’d bring confidence and stare at me
Like the last girl on earth
Your aroma- addictive like a high
Doasage of drugs

Your laugh
Contagious
Infectious
To me

Freedom – Life Is A Gift

Freedom I feel it runnin’ through
My veins
Its beauty and radiance
So pure and delightful
A word that has her own history
Who stands for dignity
Power beyond any earthly
Capacity

So alive it blows around us
Like the wind
Freedom from slavery
No longer a victim to the chains
That once enslaved me
Freedom, from Christ, is what
Saved me

Invincible

You can never truly understand
The true meaning of beauty
Until you love yourself