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  • itotso 47w

    Breeze

    I feel You in the breeze
    That quiet yet fully present presence
    I feel Your love
    Your quiet voice through the swiftly swifting wind
    And it spells out
    "unforsaken"

    And my soul.
    Knows it well
    The Maker
    Is Here.
    ©itotso

  • itotso 47w

    Still miss you

    You left 9 years ago
    Yet it feels like yesterday when I heard the news that your body had finally gave its last breath.


    9 years now, I'm now a wife, a mother.
    I still miss you though you weren't my blood mom.


    I wished you were around to see me become someone's wife.
    I wished you were around to see me become a mom.


    All the things you taught.
    All the words you spoke.
    They are still alive and living within me.

    Your daughters, they are still searching for the truth.


    I miss your laughs.
    I miss your fighting spirit.
    I miss how you look at the ugly and see the beauty in it.
    I look nothing like your daughters but you see me as a Child of God.
    You took me under your wing and kept me
    Made me feel safe and secure.
    At that time when you were still around, you allowed me to pour out my feelings in words.
    I needed all that as a teen.
    How you loved me in all my teenage pains.
    I believe God used the remains of your life
    To shape mine.
    I wouldn't be where I am without you.
    The love you shown was nothing I have ever seen.
    I felt accepted and loved.

    Tomorrow is when I'll relive all these moments again, it's the day you left and my memories come on loop and yer again I find that...


    I still miss you.

    ©itotso

  • itotso 47w

    Home

    They say home is where the heart is
    And heart is seen in what the hands have placed in a place called home.

    The crib lies within the hall
    Standing firm and tall yet comforts the fragile.

    With it are sofas, though grey and bulky
    Are the best places to lie your head for a short nap.

    Two giant doors made of glass
    Allowing the sunlight to enter and tickle your skin with warmth
    Dressed with white chiffon curtains giving the hall a welcoming feel.

    The dining hall is a level higher,
    A table coloured in mahingy skin.
    Always fulfilling appetites.

    Above it all, the best place is
    The bedroom.
    It is the home for three
    The air is dancing in cold and warm rhythms
    It smells like love and milk.

    ©itotso

  • itotso 48w

    Courage to love.

    It takes courage to love.
    It takes courage to tell the truth.
    And when you have to do these two
    You realise how much love you have for that person.

    Is it worth it?
    What if I lose that person?
    But no.
    I love you too much to not tell you the hard truth.

    ©itotso

  • itotso 48w

    Two little feet

    Two little feet no bigger than my palm
    Oh how sweet to have you in my arms.

    Tap tap tap one day your feet will go.
    Mum is right behind you to catch you so.

    ©itotso

  • itotso 48w

    I tot so

  • itotso 48w

    Bitter

    Bitter have I been
    Bitter still might be

    Perhaps I need be better not bitter.
    Better and better
    I shall chant.
    And perhaps one day

    Better I shall be.
    ©itotso

  • itotso 48w

    Brothers

    First you called him brother
    And there were many
    Family, you say
    Yet why did he feel left out?

    I am his best and I see.
    You left one of your brothers see.

    Brothers.
    Is it really true what you say.
    Hashtag #notreally.
    ©shiira

  • itotso 48w

    When I think of you

    You.
    When I think of you
    Red hot. Flames
    You leave a bitter taste in my mind.
    Yes you.
    There's two of you.
    And both taste the same.
    ©shiira