Favourite Memory.

There were butterflies, and
rainbow-coloured dreams;
And there were zoos too,
A bucket of feelings, all for you.
And the honey-drop kisses
You trailed upon my neck
The promises you whispered
As my skin quenched your thirst;
Of silent vows, and seeking thrusts
In the nook of moans that rent the night mum
Oh my darling, how we loved.
Your red coloured roses
My acryllic poetry;
The blanket of miracles that laced your finger-tips–
but my darling, how you broke me
And my darling, how you loved me.


The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, in spite of ourselves.
-Victor Hugo”

© The Short Black Girl, 2016.


8 thoughts on “Favourite Memory.

  1. ‘A fine glass vase goes from treasure to trash; the moment its broken. FORTUNATELY, something happens to you and me. Pick up your pieces, then help me gather mine’- Vera Nazarian.😄

    Aw! These super-fine and adorable lines…they enchant to no end ME..D-Dang! 😍😁 Am so overly taken….. ‘overtaken’ by ’em! ❤😄And you Sparkly…you did soooo flex your creative muscles on this one!👏👏👏 Its gotten ‘cutieness’ written all over it from start to finish….as is the brain behind it…You! 😇😎 Double thumbs up Sweets! 👍👍😁

    Multiple award winning Country Singer and Actor, Taylor Swift admonishes that we should just love, NOT fall in love; because everything that falls, gets broken and I say…well, that’s easy for her to say, I’d like to see her try not falling when love comes calling like a lightning bolt from outta the blues!😈😆 Go figure! 😂

    On ‘Favorite Memories’, or any memories for that matter that we might find ourselves nursing….reliving, at different points in our lives; Stanislaw Jerzy Lec says ‘we can close our eyes to reality but not to memories’. We’ll always carry what ‘remnants’ remain of what used to be….an indication that we lived it…lived through it….pushed past it….and became the better for it! And sure enough, given the chance; we’d do it all over again…feel sooo alive….sink our gums into what looks to be a slice, taste of Heaven; even if only for a spell; before we get all too broken…again!😩 Pretty twisted stuff but its what it is…’tis who we are…humans…just….just-i-fied!!😁

    Plus, that saying attributed to Victor Hugo’s pretty spot on and so in sync with a saying credited to the Legendary Mother Teresa of blessed memory. She affirms that ‘the hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread’! She reiterates further this….’Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think; is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who’s got nothing to eat’! This ME, right scares me outta ma very mind! 😂

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    1. The irony of love eh? #Sigh

      It appears as though it is our greatest gift, and our heaviest curse too. There is just no understanding it. But, who says we must understand it to be in it? Sommehow, the hurt adds its own flavour– and never is there a chance to love without an equal or even greater chance to hurt and be hurt. Sheer fuckery!

      Andd Taylor Swift? Hhahah! What with all of her heartbreak songs. She should be crowned the fall queen, maybe? Lol. But isnt it just the case that we always have so much to say about something we know very little about? I think i can well be guilty of that sometimes too, haha. There is this saying that goea like “saying dont fall in love, you’ll get hurt is like saying dont play with fire, you’ll gget burnt” (or something like that), and by golly, dont we know? Haaha. but because again we know that “it is better to have loved and lost, than not loved at all” (i forget who said these sagely words), we fall anyway– thoroughly and hopelessly, because what is what doing at all, is worth doing well. Haha

      I like the line about bbeing able to close our eyes to reality, but not memories. Isnt it just true? Sigh. After all is said and done, we will go on and love on– by or against our own will, because thats what we do as humans, we love. And darn the hurt, we sure love what we do. Dont we?!

      Thank you so much mami. I appreciate you. ❤

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  2. A quite compelling piece her “Me”

    Daydreaming with those words would be a wild one *runsaway *blessmydirtymind

    And Yemie is getting my attention, i’d be looking for your comments everywhere else!

    Your comments are icing on a cake!

    On behalf of me and others we’re thrilled to have you dropping some enlightening comments here 🙂

    Peace out!

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    1. Hey Ridwan, how do you do Sir? 😁Thank you so much for the shout out, I stand totally humbled and bowled over…you honor me plenty! May you be mighty honored too. 😇😄

      As regards those thoughts of mine that somewhat find their ways out, its all thanks to the Creatives like ME here; who put my brain to task and thus allow it free reins to go into an ‘overdrive’ of sorts! 😁 The end result I daresay are those comments you see and find agreeable too. 😀

      Thanks again Ridwan and have you a fantastic week! Many cheers! 😃

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    2. Hahah. Daydream, wild one? These pure, innocent, innocous words? Hheheh. 😛

      Thank you Ridwan, and yasss Madam Yemie is the deal. She is always a deli?t to read from. We are lucky to have her around.

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