Naked by Louisa Msiska is one of my many short poetry collections. This poetry collection is so close to my heart because it truly depicts a time in my life when I felt lost. At the same time, I truly felt like I was stripping myself naked in front of someone I loved. It was both a scary time, but also amazing because I was able to share myself fully with someone without much regret. It’s a shame he never stayed for too long.
naked by louisa msiska
STAY
I drown in alcohol Light up a spliff Trying to stay high Live in the clouds Where there are no Heartaches Where there are no Tears Where I hold you close Close to my heart My soul rejoicing to having you All to myself But I have a big ego It doesn’t allow me to ask you To stay But baby, Please stay PLEDGE
I was at church An announcement was made I was asked to pledge But all I thought of was you So I pledged to love you Till the end of time To make you happy Till the man in a white cloth Descends back to earth
LOVE HURTS
I regret my past Because that’s what you are My past Where my smile was genuine Compared to the fake one I wear now My happiness slipped through my eyes I felt it in all my joints It was there each time I saw you All that is left now Is an empty house With an empty girl Reminiscing about her past That was made up of you WARS The sound of, Body clashing on body Of groans and moans Of intertwined lips Labored breaths Creaking beds The sight of, Wet lands Pure waters of life Of a man Relentlessly trying to drink From the spring With no shame I saw a huge war unfold I was pinned to his bed His body on top of mine His gun inside my womb Moving in circles Threatening to shoot I cried out, so did he In pleasure RADIO His voice Captures me even in my darkest moments Soothing me He speaks so low But I feel each octave vibrating in my soul He talks, uncertain of who listens Unknowing that I stay on the other side of the wave Fantasizing of him His deep voice whispering in my ears Cooing me to sleep So each 6pm I glue myself to the radio Ready to meet the love of my life FANTASY I often dream about White gowns, white roses Something old, something new Something borrowed, something blue And a sixpence in my shoe I often see you Standing at the alter Draped in a black tuxedo, black shoes Crisp white shirt, with a loose black tie A shaky smile on your lips I often dream of Walking towards you While all our family stands in approval To have you hold my hand Ready for the future I often see you Shading a tear As you slowly put a ring on my finger And I shed one As I band you as mine I often dream about Sealing it with a sloppy kiss Your eyes staring deep in mine Sharing the same fear What will our future be like? I often see you Clutch my hand “It will be alright” We smile And my dreams end HERO She wears no cape She does not fly from rooftop to the other She wears no costume But each time I see her I get embraced in comfort I get saved from a lot of pain They call her my mother While I call her my hero NAKED I stand before you Naked like the day I was born Ready to tell the truth Ready to bear myself fully To lay down my fears My pain To show you my brokenness And how I perfectly conceal all my scars To show you all the patches That have been used to sow the pieces together I stand before you Stripped from all the walls I used to hide behind To show you who I really am Are you ready?
Creative Poetry
Nice, very nice. I wish I had continued poetry. Not sure why I stopped..