Author: Unknown
Tararara boem de ry
Mamma het weer n vark gekry.
Een wat drink en mense slaan.
Gou kruip weg, hier kom hy.
Tararara boem de ry
hy sal jou in jou bed kom kry.
af in die gang, jy en die vark
terwyl hy jou waskamer toe lei.
Tararara boem de ry
Hy het in ons flat kom bly.
voor die tv waar hy sit en suip.
terwyl jy stikkend in jou bed gaan kruip.
Tararara boem de ry
my ma op die badkamer vloer gekry.
bloed wat by haar ore en neus uit loop
als vir haar radio om drank te koop.
Tararara boem de ry
ons moet nou by hom gaan bly
die hof maak toe daai besluit
vir n maand was ons in n badkamer
toe gelsuit......
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
lullaby of two kids in the care of a abusive man after he beat the mother to death.
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Author: Unknown
Emilia i have disappointed you.
I cant discribe the way i feel.
Ive hurt you in so many ways
to make up for it is unreal.
Emilia I have failed you
and the guilt haunts me every day.
I have distroyed the part of me
and this time sorry wouldnt take it away.
Emilia I have just killed you.
I couldn handle being alone.
I went to hell and dragged you with
and left you there on your own.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
Emilia is the sweet and nice part of me. The trip through a bad part of my life i was so bitter that i destroyed that part of me.
Hard lessons that was learned.
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Author: Unknown
My dreams were shattered
disturbing visions of you.
Of the horrible ending
and breakup long overdue.
I dont know how to look at you
or how to face you anymore.
The same promises and bullshit
the same lies you told before.
I dont blame you for what happened
i couldnt make it through the day.
The 38 special did it
and i killed myself with it yesterday.
You never told me why you left me
but i guess you know the truth.
A stupid little heartbreak
and all because of you.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
i guess every single person has felt like this in their lives before.
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Author: Unknown
You traveled the oceans to find me and found yourself instead.
You drank the poison of someone else and thought I'll end up dead.
Go back to where you came from and tell them what ive done.
Tell them i destroyed your life, tell them im the one.
You dig a hole to burry me but the gravestone bares your name.
Your life is slowly falling appart and I am taking blame.
Go back to where you came from while you drown in you missery.
Go on, tell the doctors "look! She's sitting right next to me".
You thought you will get away with it you stupid little man.
you think you will get rid of me come catch me if you can.
So go back to where you came from and kill me with your fists.
No one will believe you ever for I dont exist.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
A man that killed his girlfriend and she end up haunting him. Driving him to madness.
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Author: Unknown
Aan you skryf ek n briefie
in die hoop dat jy dit sal kry.
Ek sal nie vir jou soek nie
jys nie meer gelukkig by my.
Die briefie se nie veel nie
klein om in jou sak te dra.
in die hoop dat jy eendag sal terug kom
en dit self vir my kan vra.
Sonder tierlanteintjies
geskryf op geel papier.
Die hoekies effens om gekril
onderaan met trane versier.
Ek wou maar net se ek mis jou
verewig aan my gebind.
My deure staan altyd oop vir jou
ek wag vir jou my wegloop kind.
Ek wens jy kan my vergewe
ek wou jou graag net hier he.
Ek is ook nie foutloos
as ek maar net kon jammer se.
Onthou ek is lief vir jou
waar ook al jy mag bly.
In my hart is daar geen kwaad vir jou
alle liefies....
van my.
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
about a mother waiting for her daughter to come back home after she moved out. They never spoke again and the mother kept this small note in her apron till her daughter came back. This never happen and the day the mother died, this note was passed on by a family member to her doughter.
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Author: Unknown
Begrawe jou gesig in my siel
sodat ek jou nooit vergeet.
n brandmerk van jou woorde diep
n prentjie om te ontleed.
Hier waar ek jou gesit en wens het
jare gesukkel om vir jou te kry.
Hier waar ek jou so lief het
en jy so lief vir my.
Kom haal my hier in Blommeland
want hier voel ek mooi.
Waar jy kan wegkruip in my kombuis
en jou liefde oor my strooi.
Kom haal my want ek wag vir jou
op my stoepie hier van klei gebou.
Die blomme rank my vensters toe
hier waar ek sit en smag na jou.
Ek wens ek was jou mooiste
spieltjie spieltjie in my hand.
Gaan se vir hom waar ek sit en wag
op my stoepie hier in blommeland.
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
N vrou wat sit en wag in haar eie wereld tot die man van haar drome sy besluit eendag maak en haar kom haal.
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Author: Unknown
Pappa vat sy sakdoek
en vee die reen uit my gesig.
Terwyl ek voor hom staan
en my ogies op na hom toe rig.
Pappa is my "hero"
en ek is jou kindjie klein.
Ek dra nie rokkies nie
want Jesus maak my hartjie rein.
Pappa vat sy sakdoek
en vee die trane uit my oe.
Grood word krap my siel om
en gooi my lewe onderste bo.
Pappa bly my "Hero"
al raak ek soms so kwaad.
N goeie begrip kry n halwe woord
ek wens pa wil met my praat.
Pappa vat sy sakdoek
en druk dit in my hand.
Terwyl ek by hom in haak
tot voor die predikant.
Pappa is altyd my "Hero"
en ek bly verewig jou kindjie klein.
Die sakdoek van pa
was altyd die pad na my hartjie rein.
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
My pa dra altyd n lap sakdoek en hoe dit n rol in my lewe gespeel het van kind af tot volwassenheid.Ek bly ver van my ouers af en ek soul my ingewande op die swart mark verkoop net om weer my pa se sakdoek in my hand te kon hou. Sulke dinge beteken meer op die einde van die dag as e-mails, cell fone, global warming of al die gefaf oor goed wat ons regtig nie in beheer is van nie
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