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Absolutely happy after being melancholy for a long time.
Beginning to see things really do get better.
Can’t stand some members of my family.
Doing really well for myself and my daughter.
Easily motivated because my work is also my hobby.
Feeling like nothing can hurt me although I know it can.
Going places.
Humble at all times.
I wish every day was a good one.
Just want to wish everyone a great day.
Knowledge is power.
Love is magical and I always have some to give.
Music gets me through the dark days.
Nevaeh is the name of my little girl.
Optimism has always been a trait of mine.
People come and go like seasons.
Queening is a term I find silly.
Really wish I could laze in bed every weekend.
Sometimes I smile in company and act happy when I just want to curl up and cry.
Twitter isn’t something I’m on all day.
Underneath my tough exterior is a really nice friendly person.
Very into fantasy shows and movies but I was never into Twilight!
Winter is my favourite season.
Xi is a word I never knew until I played Scrabble.
Yesterday is the past but the memories are still fresh.
Zombies are cool in movies but I believe there will never be a zombie apocalypse.

 

Makala Thomas 🙂

 

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(In order, I wrote sentences starting with each letter from the alphabet, mainly thoughts and feelings. Give it a try!)

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LADY IN A RED DRESS

Lady In A Red Dress
I looked around the room…
I had cooked for quite a few.
But what I couldn’t deny
Was the woman who caught my eye.
Her figure was divine.
I knew she would decline…
An offer to go outside
So to the house we were tied.
I cleared my throat and announced
That the food was ready; they bounced
To the dining area, and I sighed.
I wished that I could hide.
At this woman I couldn’t stop staring
After we ate, I was past caring.
I tapped her shoulder and said
“You’ve been running through my head.
Please come for a walk with me.
I know for now you’re free.”
My lady in the red dress smiled.
“I like how your hair is styled.”
“You do?” I said, heart racing.
I almost started pacing.
“You have me in a mess.
I ADORE that bright red dress!”
“Why thank you,” she said, smiling,
Inside I felt I was dying.
“So, let’s go on this walk.
I assume you want to talk?”
“Yes,” I said quickly, blushing.
To the garden I went rushing.
I turned to her, starting to say
Everything I felt today.
“I love your cute brown eyes.
Seeing you here was a surprise.
Your smile is so heart warming…
I can tell something is forming.
I want to be with you,
And I hope you like me too.
I noticed you glancing at me,
And I feel it’s meant to be.
Sweetheart, do respond.
We can’t be gone for long.”
She laughed, and I smiled too.
“You sir, have thought this through.
I’m flattered that you like me.
But there will never ever be a ‘we’.
I’m married and have two children.
My husband is one in a million.
I came here because of your mother.
She and my Aunty,
They know each other.
I don’t know what you’re thinking,
But let the reality sink in.
I’m not a slab of meat,
And I would never cheat.
So please, let’s go inside,
And you can hold on to your pride.
Yes I’m flattered, that’s true,
But I have no interest in you.”
She turned and walked away,
And I watched her in dismay.
I wished I hadn’t spoken.
My heart and soul was broken.
It was true I didn’t know her,
And already, things were over.
Late that night I laid in bed,
Her words rushing around my head.
I wished I never saw her.
That I could be how I was before her.
She has gripped my mind and soul
For now I just could not be whole.
I tossed and turned, stressed…
Over the beauty in the bright red dress.
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Makala Thomas.

Thunder Was Booming

Thunder was booming.

Rain was pouring.

I had no coat.

I was soaked.

But I knew where I was going.

I was going to the home of the one

Who had my heart.

They had moved on months ago,

And I was stuck in a mental cage

Surrounded by memories

Missing the happiness I felt

While with them.

Thunder was booming.

Rain was pouring.

I walked and walked

Not wanting to get the bus

My determination

Gave me strength to walk

For over an hour

In this horrible weather

All I could think was

“I’m going to get you back,

No matter what it takes.

It was me that messed up,

And I’m paying for it.

But I will get you back.”

Thunder was booming.

Rain was pouring.

Your house is finally in sight.

I run and ring the doorbell

Over five times.

I see the lights are on so I know

You are in.

You open the door and stare at me.

Water is running down my face,

But I don’t care.

The first thing I managed was

“I was an idiot. I don’t want everything

We built to crumble because of me.

I just-”

You pull me into the house

Before I could finish saying

What I had to say.

“You really are an idiot. You’re going

To get the flu or something worse!”

I hang my head, then you smile.

“You’re my idiot. I’m sorry too.

I was going to call you today,

I wanted to call every day

Since we split.

I just decided to give you space.”

Thunder was booming.

Rain was pouring.

I was warm in a woolly tracksuit

I left here months ago.

We were snuggled on your couch

With hot chocolate,

Our free hands in each others.

I smiled, so glad I made the decision

To get you back.

You will always be my everything.

And even though I was afraid

Of being rejected,

I was determined to try anyway.

Love always finds a way.

Makala Thomas.

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All I Can Do Is Sigh

All I Can Do Is Sigh

They say being honest is the right thing.

That if you lie, it will only lead to something bad.

Especially when they find out the truth.

So let me ask you.

When you’re completely honest with someone

And it still leads to something bad,

Was being honest still the right thing??

I’m trying hard to understand what happened.

Not one lie I told.

And suddenly, because I was honest,

They didn’t even scold.

They went silent, disappeared.

They just went away.

I was surprised I do admit it…

I was so upset today.

I thought that they had left my life,

Slipped away for good.

I wondered if it was vice versa,

If I did that- well, I could?

But it’s not me to be so cold

I’m a really positive person.

Besides, my day had started crappy…

I didn’t think it would worsen.

They contacted me twelve hours later,

With calmness but frustration

I responded just as calmly to them

And with no hesitation

I asked if they regret our friendship

To which they replied no

I was relieved myself and then they asked

If I really thought they’d go.

That question washed away the sadness

A bright smile on my face

And I wondered if I’d thought too soon

That they’d scarper like on a race.

The relief hit me hard, hard like a rock,

And now I want to cry.

Happy tears, heart full of love…

All I can do is sigh.

Makala Thomas

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A Bittersweet Ending.

A Bittersweet Ending.

If you don’t care I won’t care either.
I’m still humble as ever, not an arrogant diva.
My heart is full of love to attain,
Broken once, but never again.
You’re all for yourself so I will be too…
And really, I feel sad for you.
You say you have a real cold heart,
And that is what tore us apart.
The memories I will keep sacred…
For everything, you can’t be hated.
I wish you the best and say good luck…
About you, I won’t give a fuck.
I’m tired of playing this stupid game
First a story of love, now a story of pain.
I wanted to be your only, it’s true,
And now I say goodbye to you.
I’m moving on, it’s no big thing
Or like I wore a wedding ring.
A new chapter begins and an old one ends…
And no, I don’t think we can still be friends.
I’m done now, there’s no make up pending…
This is what I call
A Bittersweet Ending.

By Makala VP Thomas.

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In The Morning… 🙈

In The Morning.

Birds singing, clouds drifting by.
Over my head, in the clear blue sky.
Seven in the morning.
I open my eyes to the sound of an alarm….
And yawn.
And think of you.
What you must be doing.
Sleeping, I’m guessing.
The thought of you brings on
A fierce heartbeat.
As I long to hear your voice.
Long to feel myself
In your strong, muscular arms.
I close my eyes and imagine
You with me…
In the morning.
I almost hear you whisper,
But I know it’s just the wind.
I reach for my phone,
Longing to hear your baritone…
But to wake you up would be cruel.
Still, I think of you, long for you, yearn for you.
At seven thirty a.m…
In the morning.

Makala VP Thomas.

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