Nakia Crespin

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When I am alone, without my son,
I cry, I change, I am alone again, without anyone to love,
Love is the most valued posession,
Without my son I am nothing, but I am relieved,
...

I'm sorry if I start to pout,
But there's this lady I must tell you about,
She has long Hair and eyes a beautiful shade of brown,
I'll always try to lift her spirits whenever she is down,
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Minute by minute, the cries of a young child,
Then there's no sound,
He finally went to sleep? No he continues to cry,
Please babe stop crying I'm doing all I can I'm trying,
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4.

My heart knew no boundaries until i met him,
The sadness of my eyes only grew darker,
The free spirited girl that was once wild and free,
Is now trapped behind walls of anger and hatred,
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5.

I hurt because i'm lonely
I hurt because i'm lost,
I hurt because i can't believe how much this life has cost
This life is filled with empty promises, which no-one can fufill,
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When I can't cry, the clouds cry for me
When I am lonely, the cool air surrounds me,
When I can't see through the obstacles, a ray of sunshine shows me the way,
When I am hidden in darkness the buffalos look out for me
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7.

Where is hell? Is it the blood that boils beneathour skin?
The blood that slowly changes us as temperatures rise?
Does hell have a smell? Can you even see it?
Is it what you make it out to be?
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I run and I run,
I have no where to go anymore,
I sit and I stare,
Now I have a child in my arms,
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The Best Poem Of Nakia Crespin

Without My Son

When I am alone, without my son,
I cry, I change, I am alone again, without anyone to love,
Love is the most valued posession,
Without my son I am nothing, but I am relieved,
Without my son,
I feel free to go and come as I please, nothing to hold me down,
Nothing to hold me back from anything in my day,
Because I am without my son,
My days return to being empty and pointless,
Because I am without my son,
The sun doesn't seem as bright and trees don't seem as green,
Without my son,
A pain in my chest is getting worse as I feel as though I can't breath, skipping breathes, and now I can't catch my breathe,
Because I am without my son,
I can't sleep, then I sleep too much, I hardly eat my world is upside down,
Because I am without my son,
I am dieing the slowest of deaths,
Because I am without my son.

Nakia Crespin Comments

Murtala Ramat 09 April 2008

hi poets, good wishes to all.i am going to publish a bilingual poetry magazine named 'KABICAFE' (proposed) from Bangladesh.You r encouraged to send three of ur best short poems (not more than 12 lines) with a brief biography.I hope all the young poets would help me to fulfill my dream project by enriching my magazine.welcome to all & thanks a lot.murtala ramat, poet of Bangladesh.

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