?'Who Is ACRK
I write of love, of hate, of anguish
But not of wat is
..who is Anita Crystal Rose Khelawan
Anita named after the soultry sensation Anita Baker
Crystal... a nomenclature given by my father
An appellation used soley by my grandmother
Rose..so delicate the best of its kind
And like that flower it reflects my frame of mind
A rose does not bare just one colour
The rose's semblance emulates a description of my character
I am a red rose - courageous & respectful
I am a black rose - mysterious & occasionally borrow trouble
I am a yellow and white rose - graceous & joyful
But i am 'Crystal Rose'
Khelawan a surname that's frozen in time
Khelawan I am lead to believe it's a fabricated name
It represents a new start relinquishing anger and pain..rejecting everything inhumane
Gaping at this picture the only time I've smiled was when I was a child
Times changed and this upward curving of the corners of the mouth is no longer my style
'Why so serious? ' I REALLY can't say
I guess there's a time to BE frivolous and a time for games which I don't wanna play
What can I say about me? .. Hmmm
I wish I was an only child
But it's just my brother and I
I always wanted a sister
But like i said before I rather be a loner
I revel in consummation
And one day I'll succumb to my dreams and aspiration
With each coming day I learn something new about myself
I'm a writer, a optimist and I'm an untimely poetess
I love me some Anita
And I'll love her forever..
She is a perfectionist
She has even told me that she'll stop at nothing for fear of becoming a mere statistic
The best compliment you could get is the one you to yourself
But isn't that self praise...and self praise is no praise
I'm a people pleaser..I give nothing but the best NEVER leaving you with a bad taste
I am a mystery..I am reserve
I am not sure my words reflect skill and verve
Anyways most times I keep to myself
And if I do I lime with those of the opposite sex
Nice to learn a thing or two
I enjoy hearing things from a different point of view
Who is Anita C.R. Khelawan?
To some I'd like to be their world and to other just a figment of their imagination
Who is Anita C.R. Khelawan?
Stop looking for faults and flaws
I am just a simple yet earnest lady with a (kind of) sorted out game plan
I am part of the First Great Cause!
'Who is Anita? what is she,
That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, and wise is she;
The heaven such grace did lend her,
That she might admirèd be.'
This is my life & it is as good as it gets
I live for today not tomorrow with no regrets.
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I AM (I write)
I write of love, of hate, of anguish
But not of what is
..who is Anita Crystal Rose Khelawan
Anita named after the sultry sensation Anita Baker
Crystal... a nomenclature given by my father
An appellation used solely by my grandmother
Rose..so delicate the best of its kind
And like that flower it reflects my frame of mind
A rose does not bare just one color
The rose's semblance emulates a description of my character
I am a red rose - courageous & respectful
I am a black rose - mysterious &
I am a yellow and white rose - gracious & joyful
But i am 'Crystal Rose'
Khelawan a surname that's frozen in time
Khelawan I am lead to believe it's a fabricated name
It represents a new start relinquishing anger and pain..rejecting everything inhumane
Gaping at this picture the only time I've smiled was when I was a child
Times changed and this upward curving of the corners of the mouth is no longer my style
'Why so serious? ' I REALLY can't say
I guess there's a time to BE frivolous and for games which I don't wanna play
What can I say about me? .. Hmmm
I wish I was an only child
But it's just my brother and I
I always wanted a sister
But like i said before I rather be a loner
I revel in consummation
And one day I'll succumb to my dreams and aspiration
With each coming day I learn something new about myself
I'm a writer, a optimist and I'm an untimely poetess
I love me some Anita
And I'll love her forever..
She is a perfectionist
She has even told me that she'll stop at nothing for fear of becoming a mere statistic
The best compliment you could get is the one you to yourself
But isn't that self praise...and self praise is no praise
I'm a people pleaser..I give nothing but the best NEVER leaving your mouth with a bad taste
I am a mystery..I am reserve
I am not sure my words reflect skill and verve
Anyways most times I keep to myself
And if I do I lime with those of the opposite sex
Nice to learn a thing or two
I enjoy hearing things from a different point of view
Who is Anita C.R. Khelawan?
To some I'd like to be their world and to other just a figment of their imagination
Who is Anita C.R. Khelawan?
Stop looking for faults and flaws
I am just a simple yet earnest lady with a kind of sort out game plan
I am part of the First Great Cause!
'Who is Anita? what is she,
That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, and wise is she;
The heaven such grace did lend her,
That she might admired be.'
This is my life & it is as good as it gets
I live for today not tomorrow with no regrets.
poem by Anita Khelawan
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Love Letter (Dearest Love)
Dearest love,
Even though I may not write
You're still my greatest inspiration in-sight
Embodied with features I hold dearly to me
In you, no one will never see what I see
In my eyes you are d best
Come away with me lets experience life's wondrous zest.
Everything about this love is so sacred
Like Adam and Eve we were created
Not to live a sinful life.....
But to have each other in this cold world...
Dearest love you are not the food I need you are the nourishment to soul
It is your partnership that will lead me to the fulfillment of my dreams
You are the only one in my life who reigns supreme.
I never thought I could be romantic
Hmmm but look at us (me) now, we're kindled spirits.
Above you are the stars, below you are the stones.
As time passes, remember...
Like a star should your love be constant,
Like the earth should your love be firm.
*(my) ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WRDS (get it? ! ? ! >>>> I love you)
Forever yours,
Anita
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My Last Days
My last days are close by,
Take a good look at me and see the pain in my eyes.
All alone in this world,
Things can't ever stay right or good.
I never thought my last days would end like this,
I didn't even get to fulfil my bucket list.
I am detached from my human self,
So all alone and cold what's the use telling someone else.
In my last days jumping off a bridge look more intriguing.
I am not going to, just going to stick it through.
In my darkest hour,
I wish I had a rewind card so I can start over.
Not to do the same thing all over,
No it is to create the new Memoirs of Anita
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Being alone
Love so beautiful can be beyond painful
Sometimes I thought of being alone
Sometimes I wished I had a place 2 call my own
Yes one part of my problem would be solved
As an alternative, I felt like dying
Dying because it would stop my reason for crying
Times have changed
And I've manage to remain the same
Times like this I just wanna be left alone
Just live alone and be the power to the/ my throne
FOREVER Alone! ! ! ! ! ! !
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Alone
Alone in this world that’s how I feel
So many emotions I rather not reveal
Tired of living up to everyone’s expectations
What about what I want you say stop play the victim
Never assume because u make an ass out of u and me
But what do I know (u never know) I never had the time to be me
Unconsciously you dictate my life
Funny moments I never had the time to smile
Always walking around with serious faces
I thrive for excellence because I don’t want to you to think I’m average
Is not that I don’t appreciate your teachings
Hate telling you I have exams it’s both a curse and a blessing
Always preaching I push you because I want you to have the things I never had
All well and good but I just need you to be my dad
You gave me everything and no doubt I’m grateful
Heated discussions are really a handful
I aim to please in every way possible
(Take pride) Because of you I’m a perfectionist
I have to be somebody never just a static
You make feel academically incompetent
Belittling most of if not all of my accomplishment
This is not constructive criticism
Maybe I’m wrong you tell me
You see I never really had that moment to talk to my daddy
So many things comes to mind
Words following together so simple to rhyme
I hate when you say ‘ohhh look that’s your family’
With disgust I know you don’t like them quit it already
I hate when you say I’m not for anybody who ain’t for me
For crying out loud I’m your child you suppose to love me unconditionally
I come never tell you what truly comes to my mind
Why do I bother pleasing you when I know I’m the un-favored child
You ever gave me any other reasons to feel different?
I feel I’m too bright like a bulb …
Well you know what happens to a really bright bulb they blow
But what can I say ‘Sorry for being cultured’
To others you are the ‘Greatest Dad’
But To me I’m still hoping to find the dad I never had
Yours truly your ungrateful, conniving daughter,
Anita
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I'm Just Saying
I love you so much,
You are my number one guy,
When I'm with you I have no need to be shy.
If you asked me to be your girl,
I know for a fact I'll be on top of the world.
Permanently on top is where I'll be.
The only thing missing is you here with me.
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The End
This is it.
I have never been so jealous in my life and unfortunately,
It worked against me.
Trying to hold on to the little that I have,
But what can I do when in my heart your name is carved.
I told you that I love you,
Ad you see that I do.
You tell me you love me more,
Then why does it seems easy for you to close the door? ? ?
Maybe it's overdue...don't know.
Now it's out there in full view.
I do not want your sympathy,
I need you empathy.
Just enough for you to change your mind.
Promise to do you right all the time.
You say this is the end,
I think I just became a little less than a friend.
Sorry for the short come circumstance,
I'll never stop loving you, , , I'll just love you from a distance.
(But I cant)
Even though you think my jealousy would never change,
Me loving you would ALWAYS REMAIN the same
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Hurt
I wished things were different, truth be told they're not,
It hurts to know I have nothing even though I've given you all that I got.
Hurt and at an all time low,
Don't know if I should stay or if I should go.
An apology would have been well appreciated,
Didn't get any so now I am feeling ill treated.
I know what I have to do...
Leave...
Save ourselves from these unwanted miseries.
Don't know what's next for tomorrow,
One thing for sure is endless sorrow.
I hate the way things have ended,
Now I have to look for the pieces of my heart so they can be mended.
I am not going to pretend,
My love for him would never end.
So even though I have lost love, I have gained a Best Friend
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What A Rose Can Say
A rose can say I love you and want you to be mine,
A rose can say I thank you for being so very kind,
A rose can say congratulations, whatever the occasion may be,
A rose can say I miss you and wish you were here with me,
A rose can say I'm sorry if I've hurt you in any way,
A rose can say get well soon, May God bless you today,
A rose can say I wish you happiness, and the best for you each day.
A rose can say farewel when someone goes away,
A rose can say hello, I'm thinking of you today,
There's just so many wonderful things that a rose can say,
A rose can say goodbye when a love one is laid to rest,
No matter what there is to say, a rose can say it best.
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My Inspiration
You inspire!
My desire..
To never want another..
To love you now and forever
You are my earth, wind and fire
If u like I could be your salt n' pepa
Because you are my shining star
Whatta man? ? ...a mighty good man is what you are
I love this man
And he loves me
We love each other unconditionally
We are nothing but a simile
That's our equation
I hope you understand my mathematical expression
In this world of imperfections
In my life you bring consummation
So without further ado
This is my proclamation...
'I Love You'
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Puzzled!
Many dreams and aspirations
Stop dead in my tracks I’ve lost my inspiration
Incidents I question
Where to go now I have no direction
You don’t trust me why am I still here
Beautiful as the sun I’m blinded by your glare
Having a hard time writing
Sleepless nights I stay up crying
Things I rather not address
Short come circumstances my life is in a mess
Maybe I should give up
Momma didn’t raise a quitter
But she said I’m a people pleaser
We were lovers, had break-ups, we’re the very best of friend
Wrong choice of words no more do-over’s only the end
In terms of my emotions I tried to be cautious
Now you tell me (what you feel) I stick around probably because of my conscious
Sigh …… I don’t what else to do
Time for me to stop believing; fairy tales don’t always come through
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Misconception
Hmm I just called to hear your voice
Can’t hear what you’re saying (because) you’re drowned by the background noise
What? Huh? I can’t hear you speak up a little louder
Damn! Can you hear me now? Is that better?
I called to confess feelings of love for you
But as time goes by our words became few
Now you ain’t saying nothing
Got me here wondering if I’m annoying
Hey I’m out so I guess this is good-bye
No baby way u going or why…
Hmmm all you said was ‘Alright’
I mean what am I suppose to do
Afterwards, then send me a text ‘love you’
I guess that makes everything crystal blue
‘Lost in time, time in you’
We all need our spaces
Trying to figure out all these phases
It’s too much my memory can’t take this
Sitting here trying to erase shit
Misconception is what I’m speaking about
Can’t say what I think can’t think what I’ll do
I’m here clustered with doubts
I mean ‘love you’ that’s all you can say beau
Now my thoughts are going in a different direction
Making sentence from these words compilation
Hoping for no misinterpretations
Looking for misconceptions so I can make my corrections
I called to have a good time
Enjoy the feeling that you are mine
It didn’t happen so I’ll take my leave I hope I wasn’t annoying you
I left because I wasn’t getting what I wanted out of you
Enjoy your day … and oh yeah I love you to.
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Anita Travels With Me
When I was a teenager sister Anita was there,
she gave me support, she really cared.
I was the blacksheep that was to blame
for the family's unresolved shame.
Anita wanted to go with me
on my travels to friends of Dory & Mary.
I would go with Anita on a bus
we would go to different cities the two of us.
I did not want Anita to stay
I wanted her to go back home, she'ld be O.K.
But Anita stayed with me until the end
she would hang out with my city friends.
When we got home things didn't change
same family dynamics, I was to blame.
I wouldn't of missed those teenage days
they were fun and interesting anyway.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 9,2012
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I Never Loved You
Today I turned 22
I hate having the feeling of crying over you
I love you with every bit of my heart
And if you did me wrong, I'd still love you the way I did at the start
It hurts every time you say move on
How can I move on up when I'm always feeling down
Today my birthday started off great
Till now for my tears couldn't wait
All I ever wanted was to be with you
Wife me, love me, have some babies for you
Now who do I report to when such dreams don't come true
Believe when I say I hate loving you
Where's the love remote
I need to find it to put my love on sleep mode
Circumstances caused us to see once a month
It's so far away…. Especially when I got so accustom to seeing you every other day
God knows that I love you
I just need you to believe in me when I speak the truth
Because all I ever wanted was to be in a relationship with you
Imagine one day I'll have to search for another
How can I when I told you that I love you forever
I think next year when I turn 23
I'm gonna spend my birthday with me, me and only me
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My Blackness
Yes I am black and dats a fact.
To some its just a colour,
I look at it as the history of my ancestor.
As my friend said 'black is about spirit and soul'
Hell yeah its d most precious thing in d world.
So my definition of black...........
I am loving my blackness,
I know I am a 'Nubian Empress'.
So divine, wonderful and kind,
Dis is how I am goin to be for a lifetime.
Apart of dis black dynasty......
LOVING MA SKIN AND EVERY PART OF ME! ! ! ! ! ! !
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It's Over
It's Over
No more Djalo, no more Anastasia.
It's Over
What happen to 'baby don't leave'?
It's Over
I guess you had enough of me
It's Over
Wanted us to last forever.
It's Over
I have to be strong
It's Over
You know I won't pull it off for too long.
It's Over
I will never recover
It's Over
Ask me something I'll try to smile
It's Over
And deep down inside I cry
It's Over
He actually meant it
It's Over
I'm sorry it was too late.
It's Over
I have to believe it
It's Over
I wished he was joking
I could continue writing but it still won't help
Might as well stop ahead.
Today I died
Remember my last smile
You were all I needed in my life
Sorry I couldn't have a proper funeral
But love won't give me a well deserved burial
I'm Sorry Wish You Could Take Me Back: '((
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First rose
A heart of youthful year was yearning,
Crying out the pain; the burning
Tears would e’er remain until
An answer from the man would see them die.
A sympathetic mirror blessed her –
Softened up the curves, caressed her
Skin to help regain a calm –
Assuage a heaving breast and blushing eye.
And through a struggling mind, a chiming:
Someone at the door; the timing
Perfect and exquisite in the
Reconciliation of her woes.
She took the oak to make the parting,
‘Here! ’ a presentation startling.
Drawing deep through radiant lips, she
Kissed her very dream: a crimson rose.
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What was Not What is
What was not what is,
Things are different because times change.
Yet my love for you remains the same.
What was not what is,
Now I have to remember to know my place.
Was in a relationship now I am single,
Feeling love sick and I do not want to mingle.
What was not what is,
I do not want to forget,
Because I have no regret.
No more what was I have to deal with what is,
I have no choice but to leave and my status is incomplete.
What was I still have a vivid imagery,
What is looks a bit blurry.
What was..........What was
Not what is! ! ! ! !
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Sister Anita Travels With Me
When I was a teenager Anita was there,
she gave me support, she really cared.
I was the blacksheep that was to blame
for the family's unresolved shame.
Anita wanted to go with me
on my travels to friends of Dory & Mary.
I would go with Anita on a bus
we would go to different cities the two of us.
I did not want Anita to stay
I wanted her to go back home, she'ld be O.K.
But Anita stayed with me until the end
she would hang out with my city friends.
When we got home things didn't change
same family dynamics, I was to blame.
I wouldn't of missed those teenage days
they were fun and interesting anyway.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 9,2012
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Lesson Learnt
What now? Where do we go from here?
Eyes filled up with tear.
Lesson learnt,
Be extra careful because you call still end up burnt.
It's my fault so I can't play the victim,
Was given clear signs and I chose to ignore them.
Should I do as you say and 'LEAVE'?
I don't want to but you have already decided for me.
I am going to crawl back into my shell,
I think this love thing seems harder than hell.
In the mind of others I tried to paint a good picture.
Now it's ruined so I have to allocate the eraser.
I am doing my best to pay no mind to my feeling,
Because if I do I'll realize how much I truly miss him.
You are my light and now you are gone,
Please do say what else can I do,
I really want to stop this disaster from coming true.
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