Wouldn't let me go

I have no introduction to what I want to express. I can only hope it will be clear when it is read. I hope you shall feel it in the very end.

Wouldn't let me go

We formed a friendship, and we formed a bond
We enjoyed music, and made our own song
In my taunts and games he played along
But he would not let it show, and he would not let me go

We spent our moments, and enjoyed spent time
With hands interlinked, and hearts intertwined
Our love was maturing, like any fine wine
But he would not let it show, and he would not let me go

We couldn't alone, in this world exist
So involvement with us, they continued to persist
The pressure on us, did not let up or cease
But he would not let it show, and he would not let me go

I looked upon him, for my escape and solace
And prayed our love ,will be our saving grace
I looked for a sign, anything, upon his face
But he would not let it show, and he would not let me go

He tossed me around, from here to there
One minute he's passive, one minute he cares
He could see I was tired, from the wear and tear
But he would not let it show, and he would not let me go

Apprehensive that life or love would finally deceive me
I finally cried out "Love me or Leave me"
And I waited that in openness he'd receive me
But he would not let it show, and he would not let me go
Terida

My Choices

Here me out. I've made choices and decisions that on the surface seem, well, unwise and for others, even unfathomable. I know all people always think their choices are right (even when their wrong) and that they are wise, wise beyond their years, wise beyond other's expectations. We set ourselves apart, that our decisions are subject to many variables, most of them only known to us. The merits of our decisions are not partitioned and measured with the precision of the local butcher when he massacres then measures his meat. Thought is put into it. More like the mixing of the chemicals by the pharmacist.
My choices are made after careful considerations, weighing of the options and learning from experiences. You may not know it, you may never come to see, but I am wiser than you, I know more about what is going on. Its a wisdom that is only gotten from running your own life and seeking consult when you feel you might falter. I'm glad for my choices, glad for my decisions, see reason behind them, just the way you do about yours. I am not none the wiser. I'm on track. We are all wiser than each other. We all make our choices. We are at peace with our choices.

Choices

The choices we make, we deem them unique
We have different reasons, for many things we seek
I know what you're thinking, even before you speak
You want to let me know, when life is still at its peak
That life is not one long lucky streak

That others think they are right, even when they are wrong
They think they are wise, even when they are not
and some people's wisdom, we'll never get to know
Though at times, they may really try to show
Just how much, they have really come to grow

I may tell you, time and time again
That I know what I'm doing, my mind is not frail
That so many of my reason, are concealed behind a veil
Of quiet reason, of life unchained
That goodness and wisdom, in my mind prevail

Though you might be doubtful, though you may not see
My choices have bound me, my choices have set me free
Through my choices I develop, by choice I am complete
It's reached through reflection, not suddenly
And in God's wisdom, choice is what He has given me
Terida

The beginning, the feeling

Do you ever have that feeling at the beginning of something new that you just cannot explain? It's familiar so you understand it, you just cannot put it into words. You don't know how long it's going to last, but you just enjoy the feeling for now. You dont think much ahead, you suspect you have been here before and you liked it. Live in the moment and in it alone. Enjoy it.

Just a feeling

I revel in the feeling, I emerse myself in it
I fully enjoy living, can't get enough of it
The dancing, the singing
The music, the swimming
Loosing myself, in just the feeling

It's just a glance, it's just a look
Just like the movies, just like a book
You got me starry, you got shook
You've got me really, by nook and by crook
You've got me reeling, Just from the feeling

This could be forever, Never say never
It could be a moment, that sweeps me in its torrent
you could be my torment, that I will never forget
or it could simple be
Just another feeling

It's reminiscent of the days, On the sand we would play
No Rhyme no reason, Just a warm and sunny season
When our spirits were young,and our hearts fast beating
when we had simply learnt, to live in nothing but that feeling
Terida

Creatives Everywhere

This world is filled with creative people. I'd even go as far as to say that everyone is creative in one way or another. We all have a gift in some area, from painting, to music, poetry, numbers, logic, dancing, spontaneous irrationality, accounting, dimensions and on and on..... When you meet a person or come across some work in your area of creativity, you tend to admire it. But there's also something else. Exceptionally good work can make you doubt your own creativity and just how "special" you are. There's a Kiswahili saying "Pwagu hupata pwaguzi". For those that do not know Swahili, Pwagu is a great thief and Pwaguzi is an even greater thief (In plain words, it says thief meets greater thief). Basically, no matter how good you are, you'll always meet someone even better. How you deal with it is what determines whether you live in envy or inspiration.

Creatives

There are poets, there are creatives
There are those, who always show initiative
You can enjoy their work, but never compare
For in this you'll only despair
For no matter what their looks
No matter what their tools
No matter if their good
Please do not be a fool
For there's nothing to prove
And like them you cannot do
So all you can do and should
Is believe there's no one like you
And thus.....
there's no one as good
Terida