If I see something
worthy of having I want it
I find my strength
in fighting losing battles
But how do I tell cynics
Love is actually
good for my health
I am ever honest
with what I want
I fail for the
betterment of my sight
I have an eye for women
worth loving
I don’t mind
having my hopes high
And at times I
settle for appreciation without approach
Sometimes I save
the best for tomorrow
And yes there is
bridges worthy of burning
Yet no all
Sometimes the loss
of yesterday could turn into victory tomorrow
The favorites of
my strengths is fixing
For love I am
quick to swallow my ego
Often I meet my
end goals
And it keeps my
choices wide open
Sometimes love
appeal as a game
Even so
It’s worth playing
At times
credibility is at expense
And maths come to
my rescue
I tend to
calculates my risk
Some are not worth
taking
Others call for
diving in
The game of love
is breathtaking
It’s shaky
If I settle today
How do I tell who
will I meet tomorrow
Often I do not cry
over spilt milk
I close my eyes
and hope I bump into something worthy of having
It a vicious cycle
It calls for
optimism and full-sightedness
If they want out
Let them go
And keep you head
above the waters
Until a rollercoaster
worthy of riding is at your disposal
Siyabonga Sokhela
Sat 19th March 2016
10h53
Kit Kat Poetry
