fearful love

When Discontentment gets Too loud


They say our mind plays games

It likes to focus on what’s missing

And not what is great

And so I muted my uneasiness

My displeasure

And discontentment

I let it slide

The little things I expected of you

A day’s call

Even if to talk about everything and


The missed calls


A text message

Even if to ask how I was

An effort made to see me

On a Friday night after work

Its also true

That caged silence sparks

Up a mighty flame

And feelings unspoken

Do more harm when spoken

After a decade

For when discontentment whispers

By mistake

It causes an earthquake of colossal


I’m sorry my discontentment

Grew darker

And loud

It wasn’t supposed to whisper

Rear it’s ugly head

It did without my permission

And now that it has


The ball is in your court

Pursue me

And convince me of

Why you deserve another chance

Before it’s too late

My darling dear


Natasha- City

fearful love

Do You Think Of Me?…


Have you thought of me

Since the day we were we

Have you smiled at the silence

When my face crossed your thoughts

Have you spent a dozen minutes

Reediting my picture

With glee and pride

And a swelling fondness

Have you paused during work hours

Lips curving into a smile

As a text message forms in your


And expectant joy fills your heart

At the smile on my face when

I read you

Coz you see I don’t think

You ever have

Or know how much knowing


Knowing that I’m not the woman

Your heart is missing

And yet we are together


Natasha- City

Daddy God

Grace Has Found Me


Where do I stand with you Lord?

I worship you from afar…

I try to draw close

But forever remain afar

You break through the fog and


To get to where I am

Oh what a loving God you are

And what a silly child you have:

For when thou reachest me

I sit on my threshold and refuseth

To rise up!

What more can a loving Father do?

What pain could be greater than

Death on a cross?

Oh wretched soul that I am

Who shall deliver me from this body

Of death?


I will lift my eyes to the cross

For it carries more meaning than I

Had understood

It demands not but supplies…..

Grace to run the blessed race……..

Not by might but by HIS SPIRIT



fearful love

ā¤ļø Titanic LovešŸ’”


Swinging on the wings of your love

As unsafe as Thor’s rainbow bridge

Would rather stay in my safe haven

Where I’m stable

Never falling in love

Stuck in rush hour

Going to work and

Coming home

At least it’s safe

Home has mum

Home has lil sis

It doesn’t have you

Cooking and salsa dancing

Making me giggle and tickle within

Smearing butter on my nose

Making me a girl again

Loving me with your eyes

Like I’m the only girl existing

Helping me unbraid my hair

Your love overwhelms me

Yet I’m afraid

Of love’s hurt

And Adele’s tears

Not that you’re wicked

But that you’re human

And I’m human

And I’m not perfect

And you’re not perfect

So you’ll hurt me

I’m afraid

Of love’s ramifications

Of the complications of building a

Household together

Of the process of growing naked

Before you

Till you can see through me

And know my flaws and weaknesses

If only love was a white collar job

That won’t require my heart’s strain

If only love was a bank account

With more credit than debit

But in marriage does Jesus’ 7 times

77 forgiveness come to play

And if his heart melted

Into his bowels on the cross

Mine would explode

On the cross of marriage

I love you

But I’m afraid

Shooting stars are beautiful

They create pretty memories

For pink diaries


But great old stars shine forever

Would rather we were the latter

And so

Can we recycle our love

For years of decades

Credit and debit our

Love’s bank account

And still find ourselves

At the end of the day

To know all my flaws and


And still find my nudity completely


To know that in this life I was




And loved by you

As silly as I am

Can that really happen


If it can then I’m in

Coz I love you!

I do!

Let’s do it!



fearful love

My Teddybear


I don’t know how I can be a

Wife to you

I ponder how I can be your

Right arm

I think on how I can be a mother

To your children

And sometimes I’m afraid

That I won’t me a good representative

Of a Mrs. H-City

And sometimes I fear that I

Won’t wear you well

But maybe I’m looking too far

I should start with here and now

When you’re my teddybear

And am “Your Majesty”

How do I love you

How do I hold you

How do I walk with you

And let you know you can put

Your heart in my palms

But then will I really never break

Your heart?………..

Coz my past has no template to

Assure you I won’t

And my memory has no clean slate to

Speak assurance

And the truth is my heart is afraid

I really might hurt you

When I get tired of arguing with you

When my weaknesses are revealed

To it’s fullest

When taking care of you plus

The children

Becomes overwhelming

Maybe I will want to walk away

I’m afraid of letting you kiss me

And making love to me

And falling in love with you

Coz one day you might stop

And even loose respect for me

And I would die inside

So everyday I calm my fears and

Tell myself it will be well

And just walk each day with

His lamp on my feet

And light in the dark

And still

I can’t see anything

I can’t see how you will ever

Come to love me

And even if you do

I can’t see you loving me after

Two years of marriage

Enough time for you to know

My inherent stupidity and weaknesses

I see you regretting- choosing me

As your wife

If only you knew now

But then for the man that you are

I see you deciding to live with it

Everyday…a day at a time

And I see God raising me

His hand upon me

And showing the world that He

Chooses the despised things of

This world to dumbfound the wise

Raising me to be a woman of great

Virtue and honor

A blessings to generations

An example to young people

Then your love will grow again

And you would understand why

You chose me

And then our Love will blossom like

The flowery garden He planted and

Watered with the dew of Heaven

But oh it will take all the strength

I have within me

And all the tears left to be shed

And all the growing up with its

Ramifications of embarrassments

And trying moments

It will take letting you down

A billion times

And seeing the disappointment in

Your eyes

The shock at my weaknesses

It will take getting naked before you


And I’m afraid of this journey


I’m glad for a man who forgives

Seventy seven times seven times

For I will need it

But I’m still afraid

So what do I do?……..


Natasha- City