Empty poetry is a collection by Louisa Msiska that explores feelings about life and love. It centers on growth and becoming a young adult. It is an all-encompassing collection with a glimpse of erotica, heartbreak, and love.
Empty Poetry
Full Moon
It shines through the night Its light piercing through The dark skies Creating a glimmer of hope To those in dark allies A symbol of protection To those that seek it A beauty of the night To stupid lovers Seated on the grass Watching it shine
Decisions
A road diverged Into two, equally mesmerizing One road, with a torn surface In need of remodelling and a shave The other, a beauty to a drunk With beautiful pine, and green spread I, standing before the diversion Thousand thoughts on which to choose The stories of each route fresh in mind About the beauty to the eye But the evil found at the landing Then the thorns and torn surface That scrapes knees and hands to those that walk With a beautiful farm at the landing I, stood before the diversion Drunk from the green I walked with my hands cherishing the pines My feet stepping on the grass A beautiful bed With my mind ready for what was to come
Happy
Happy I am happy Like the birds I am free Like the waters I am confident Like the trees I whistle tunes of happiness With my arms spread wide I scream, “This is a sweet life”
Carvings
I am not done Creating my history I am not done Carving my footprints in this world I am not done Shaping my legacy I walk with my head up Knowing the wisdom I carry Is enough to inflict change Watch me carry my baton Till I kiss the ground
Born Empty
We are all born empty Innocent and naive Till we walk and grow Till we create dreams Some set sail to achieve them Some watch by the river banks Some use their brains and wisdom Some prefer stupidity and evil We die full of life The innocence gone Either to be remembered Or to die with no footprint left
In Between
Two men Handsome as Shakespeare’s words With honing hearts Envied by a lone soul One woman Scared of love Enjoying the company of the men That seek her heart She tumbles in between Looking at a rock And a hard place Her mind undecided She racks her mind Looking for a clue But no light comes to life Stuck in between She tries hard Loving one, then loving the other Hoping the other leaves But they don’t, so she remains in between
A Rainy Day
With drips of water We stood Close to each other Eyes locked Lips parted Our heart beating a bit faster From both, the cold rain And this moment Our fingers intertwined Feeling our pulses Like a scene from the movie We both leaned in slowly Before our lips touched Tasting you with a tinge of the heavenly water And we stayed in the moment Not letting go
Baby
Do you like the sight? Of my naked body Spread on the bed Waiting for you When you come from work? Do you like this? My lips blood red Between them a rose Awaiting a merry kiss To bind us Do you like the sight? My body glistening from the spilled wine To create a sweet taste To your hungry tooth A temptation to your mind
Gone
He promised to be here Promised me a forever Bound in his embrace Drinking in his scent With smiles drawn on our faces But I woke up My body kissed with the rays of the sun With my lover gone
Lose Myself
Hidden in the darkest alley Confiding in my demons Praying for the end to come With dry tears and silent whimpers Torn skin and messy hair Somewhere in between life and death I lost myself The bitter taste of blood Mixed with salty tears All spread on my lips To taste the pain of the night The pain of skin Slapping skin Forcefully Till penetration The pain of his hands Pining my shoulders Digging my body deep in the bed My bones close to breaking The nonstop pouncing And pounding His deep growls Laced with my silent screams To the lone house I screamed endless “No”
Brave
You are brave The words I tell myself With the scalpel laying on my wrist You are beautiful I tell myself As the body slowly dancing on my skin You are loved I lie to myself As the blood flows to make a thud on the floor You are intelligent I scream to myself As I gently cut more You are enough I don’t tell myself Listening closely to the laughs by the voices in my mind So, I watch The blood gush with no pain My arms shaking from the new scars
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