JC

I have been through the valleys
of the shadow of death and the mountains of despair.
When am down to the ground and theres no hope you lift me up.
When i have felt abandoned, lost and with no where to turn
you have showered me with ur love, taking me in your arms
and giving me a bear hug letting me know i matter to you.
I have messed up so many times yet you still forgive me,
still hold me dear in your heart, still given me a chance to make things right next time.
Even in my darkest hours, in my despair, sorrow and pain
you have been there holding my hand,
my salvation in my times of need and my deliverer.
In my times of happiness you have cheered me on,
knowing only too well the struggles you n i have faced together to get there.
You are my joy, my encourager, my strength, my rock,
My knight in shining armour in my time of need.
Thea is nothing i can give you that compares to what you have done for me
because your love is priceless and without compare.
Silver, gold, titanium, diamonds and all things precious you have in abundance
so what can i give you that will mean something to you?
I give you what means the most to me and that you value above all things.
I give you my heart and my love.


Raylitpoems 2009

A chilly valentine - Rayhab

He seduced me,
With flowers and perfume,
Telling me that I was,
The most beautiful exotic flower in bloom.
He bought me chocolate,
Said that I was his chocolate sweetie,
Made me think that he could not breath without me
Because i was his oxygen.
Told me that we should make love,
To prove that our love was for real.
I shed my innocence, showed my love.
He messed my health, gave me HIV.
Now years later, another valentine's day.
A withered flower,
That is no longer fragrantly sweet,
Lying in a deep freeze in the morgue,
Leftovers of another valentine.

Raylitpoems 2005.

Body language - Rayhab

Our glances, like lovers new

They dance, flirting as they meet

And break to rest anew

Our smiles, they hold abit of promise

A tease of something behind those lips

A promise of romance, of passion

Our bodies they move to an invisible beat

That leads to a dance of anticipation

One hand reaches out and another heart is given

As hands touch, souls meet and love blooms

Not a word is spoken

But the heart has chosen

A glance, a glimpse of romance

I share a glance with you,

They dance, flirt

Is it with you that romance shall bloom?


Raylitpoems 2003

Secret masks

When her friend told her, I love your body, you’re so slender and you can eat anything!"
She smiled. How was her friend to know she used to be fat and decided to go on a special diet,
that now everything she eats she puked into the toilet.

When the MP told them, "I want to go to parliament to represent you, to look after your interests."
The people voted. How were they to know the politician would organize for killings and work only to safeguard his salary.

When he told her, "you’re so beautiful. I like your African figure, your big hips, your big breasts
let me take you home tonight!" How was he to know she had HIV?

When they told her, "pole for your loss, he was such a good man, a gentleman always taking care of the family and protecting them!" How were they to know she was happy he was dead, as he had beaten and abused her all their married life?

When her friends found out she was pregnant and asked her who the father was. Teasing her whose child it could be, she ran off in tears, how were they to know her father sexually abused her and made her pregnant.

When I walk past you, and smile, you say hallo and I say hi back. We laugh and talk about superficial things, yet we don’t say what’s really on our minds. I don’t know what you’re hiding under your smiling mask and you don’t know what am hiding under mine.

Raylitpoems 2009