The exes that comes to ruin something beautiful

perculliar when you have everything going well
when your sorrow is turned into gold
the charisma and the fake charms
why would you let it go

you had your chance and you let it slip
the gold mine was infront of your eyes
it explonded when your dirty laundry came to the seen
why do you want to come back

if on that engagement party you let your ex have a hold on you
you got the cheek to sleep on my bed while i am at work
modorate self worth was tarnish
how could you let him?her deceive you like that

was it not the reason you broke up wwith him/her in the first place
was it not the lies and the abuse that made you file for divorce
he/she swept away with lies tat he loved you
now that you left me dry on a raining day

you found out after he took you away from me and promised
to marry you that he had a wife he could brake up with
you are coming with your self pity hoping i would take you back
go back to your ex he could afford you with the lies that
seems to charm you as for me i have had enough of them and you

Blew the chance I had

Everything I had forget that you were there supporting me
all the one night stands fooling around brought me no peace
thinking you will never found out about it
the drinking hanging out with my boys only regrets came out

Lying to you that I am going out of town

while I was in the country entertaining my mistresses’
those late meetings all was a lie just excuses
now that the world has seen who truly I am

I bend on my knees asking you to take me back

because with you this life is meaningless
I am matured now I have grown up from my mistake
please forgive me for my transgression I did against you

I know it’s a hard pill to swallow

I thought I was a head of you with my lies and secrets
when I saw a man coming out of the window in another man house
I said I don’t want to see myself doing that shameless things
being chase naked by the husband of one of those mistress

The fact is I hope I did not wake up too late

the words I love you I know the mean nothing
the knife that has been put into heart
its too much to bear please I am sorry
will you find it in your heart to forgive me 

Pregnant with lies

the serenity of indulgent of communication
the elly tha flaunts outside with pretence
is like a movies without ad brakes
i could have given you more than i haad

but you chose another in my place
you little secrets were revieled
you hired you friend to seduce me
to test my faithfulness to you

the game that you were playng back fired on you
slowly but slowly she was falling for me
untill she conversed all you lies and schemes
you were pregnant with your boss child

you friend was in love with me
the pressure was too much for you
your friends left you because of the evil inside you
you lies tasted like grape juice smelting on a dry trought

that could quiench the thirsty
but now that everything is in the light
you have no husband and friends
alone with a fake pregnancy in a dark hole

sleeping with the past

i sat waiting in that broad room
nursing the child that i thought was mine
while you are roaming around the streets
entataining other man outside

i gave you my soul and love but was not enough
i could have reached the sky and get you the moon
why all this time you did not tell me i was not the father
why toucher me with hurtfull words

everytime you come calling me a useless fool
but night and day i could sleep raising the child
all this time i was raising it for another man
how could you brake me this way

i had to find out by an email that the child was not mine
you could have thought i was going to die
but the last laugh will be mine
i am flashing this child down the drane

you will feel like a knife cut you into two
the tears that fall from my eyes will rip something
if i raised her know one is going to have her
even you and the father child bye bye . . . . .

Poetry play that turned into tears

nice body
lovely lips
look at those curves
what about what is inside?

people are being raped, killed
our daughters are being taken in front of us
and when we see the news we saw how could they?
what do we do?

society has failed our people
we sit with our plasma and get glued to the screen
what about those innocence children?
that who;s freedom has been

taken away from them?

how do we call ourself fathers when we sleep with our own daughters?
how can you say i am a mother but you are sleeping around with boys
your last born age?
how can i say i am a free generation when i sleep with somebody the same age as my grandmother?
how can we say we are a community when we can handle our own children?

are we lost as a generation?
is the hope for us a human race?
how do i feel as a grown man we are go clubbing when my son is?
 am i a father when i date children my daughter age?
do i smile when i call myself ben 10?

how will i feel when a man my age is dating my daughters?
will i find peace in this world if i encourage abortion?
will i love when i have devasted the nation with kids?
this justice system has failed our people


written by oscar stuta
inspired by Pacofs play called (poetry cries)

please call "its over"

you had the audacity to drop this bomb
with no words exchanged
you fell i was the one who deserved to be blamed
you had to run away from a show down

after  i gave you keys to my kingdom
you enjoyed it to the fullest
then you spit it out like a chewed gum
after the tasty flavor satisfied you

like a  small child you hide behind ancient mistakes that took placer
you could act like a mature person i thought you were
you craved for the riches of my world that i could gie you on a silver platter
so the media could offer solution/

what happen to communication?
where did the loved we had for each other go too?
where is the choice to expressing our feelings gone where?
instead please call its "over"

if my heart problem could kill me
those words set me free from bounded chains
although we hurt each other in a long time
imagine what you wanted from me i could have given you
your heart is still beating i could be yours
all though the world wanted to share me with you
i denied tgem that opportunity

Troubled conscience

cant smoke cant cry cant drink
every night is pain and empty room

missed you crying at night and comforting you
tears have dried out from my eyes

one stupid night turned to ambush
the blade that cut you pirced me inside
the night that you run away from me
has turned me into a pscho

eloping with some i thought it was you
has left a barren in my soul
i drunk my sorrow away but my mind is not at peace
i pretend to be fine but something is broken

they came and go but my mind is on that fatal night
the food taste like sand in my mouth
my thoughts are all in dispair
nothing can change the past
the future looks in vain

my eyes are filled with blood
my shadow fills like a stalker
who to call?
who to talk? to for i am troubled
by my conscience