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I Keep Forgetting

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Don’t know why I keep forgetting,
The time that you played me
The times you would pay me no attention
I keep forgettig all the pain that you cause
That its because of you that I am covered in scars.

Don’t know why I keep coming back to you.
My energy’s drenched and I am convinces that its all your fault
Your lies, like melodies stuck in my memory’s vault.
When the desire hits, is when the fire is lit,
Then all downhill from there.
Back to despair, back to your spell, back to this hell
Or is it heaven?
Sometimes I can’t really tell.

I keep forgetting, I vowed never to devour the foul fruits from your palms,
That turn sour in the early hour
When the night is barely ours
And the light shines on every plight
But I know Im not right, and ebent though u feel like it
I know you are not quite
And knowing is the first step
Knowing I’ll take flight.

Sima

Featured Poem:

Time

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From the diary of Carl Sagan
I manifested in the valley of the ancients,
god essence
East African gem… nowhere else could they find the traces
Indigo rays reflected
From the life giver, night sinner, dreamer only by the day.
All that I chase turns to haze
Runs away
Tons of haze ‘til reality just turns to fade/blurry mirages of night and day/
Its hell on earth well lets set this dearth ablaze/I mean until its only just a fragment/Non – existent,
If time is – then no time is really wasted/ A chance to raise my next generation/
I call them blessings,
As I bask in the essence of life,
The stress are only lessons
Cause at my lowest point is when I was awakened.

simalika badilisha

How does this featured poem make you feel?

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  • Pride (4)
  • Optimism (2)
  • Anger (0)
  • Delight (0)
  • Inspiration (0)
  • Reflection (0)
  • Captivation (0)
  • Peace (0)
  • Amusement (0)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (0)
  • Hope (0)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
  • Jubilation (0)

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Biography

Sima is a 25 year old Tanzanian Artist and Entrprenuer with an enthusiasm for writing. Hip Hop Music is his first love, but has been influenced by all types of music from punk rock to RnB, Soul, Afro Jazz and Zilipendwa. He is also the founder of an ametuer events and decor company called MADEURBAN, that promotes creative artists’ work and provides event solutions for corporate and private individuals. He has a passion for visual art and is currently taking a course in Media and Film production at Tasuba, Bagamoyo.

Sima

simalika badilisha
simalika badilisha

Biography

Sima is a 25 year old Tanzanian Artist and Entrprenuer with an enthusiasm for writing. Hip Hop Music is his first love, but has been influenced by all types of music from punk rock to RnB, Soul, Afro Jazz and Zilipendwa. He is also the founder of an ametuer events and decor company called MADEURBAN, that promotes creative artists’ work and provides event solutions for corporate and private individuals. He has a passion for visual art and is currently taking a course in Media and Film production at Tasuba, Bagamoyo.

I Keep Forgetting

Enlarge poem

Don’t know why I keep forgetting,
The time that you played me
The times you would pay me no attention
I keep forgettig all the pain that you cause
That its because of you that I am covered in scars.

Don’t know why I keep coming back to you.
My energy’s drenched and I am convinces that its all your fault
Your lies, like melodies stuck in my memory’s vault.
When the desire hits, is when the fire is lit,
Then all downhill from there.
Back to despair, back to your spell, back to this hell
Or is it heaven?
Sometimes I can’t really tell.

I keep forgetting, I vowed never to devour the foul fruits from your palms,
That turn sour in the early hour
When the night is barely ours
And the light shines on every plight
But I know Im not right, and ebent though u feel like it
I know you are not quite
And knowing is the first step
Knowing I’ll take flight.

Featured Poem:

Time

Enlarge poem

From the diary of Carl Sagan
I manifested in the valley of the ancients,
god essence
East African gem… nowhere else could they find the traces
Indigo rays reflected
From the life giver, night sinner, dreamer only by the day.
All that I chase turns to haze
Runs away
Tons of haze ‘til reality just turns to fade/blurry mirages of night and day/
Its hell on earth well lets set this dearth ablaze/I mean until its only just a fragment/Non – existent,
If time is – then no time is really wasted/ A chance to raise my next generation/
I call them blessings,
As I bask in the essence of life,
The stress are only lessons
Cause at my lowest point is when I was awakened.

How does this featured poem make you feel?

  • Amazement (1)
  • Pride (4)
  • Optimism (2)
  • Anger (0)
  • Delight (0)
  • Inspiration (0)
  • Reflection (0)
  • Captivation (0)
  • Peace (0)
  • Amusement (0)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (0)
  • Hope (0)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
  • Jubilation (0)

I Keep Forgetting

Enlarge poem

Don’t know why I keep forgetting,
The time that you played me
The times you would pay me no attention
I keep forgettig all the pain that you cause
That its because of you that I am covered in scars.

Don’t know why I keep coming back to you.
My energy’s drenched and I am convinces that its all your fault
Your lies, like melodies stuck in my memory’s vault.
When the desire hits, is when the fire is lit,
Then all downhill from there.
Back to despair, back to your spell, back to this hell
Or is it heaven?
Sometimes I can’t really tell.

I keep forgetting, I vowed never to devour the foul fruits from your palms,
That turn sour in the early hour
When the night is barely ours
And the light shines on every plight
But I know Im not right, and ebent though u feel like it
I know you are not quite
And knowing is the first step
Knowing I’ll take flight.

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