See Through the Complicated

By Neema Komba

See through the complicated is a collection of poems that represent a journey towards hope. Life comes with a lot of ups and downs and situations that are sometimes too complicated to comprehend. Sometimes, because of the many downs we may fail to see the ups. To sail through the hardships, we need to believe that it will be alright, we may need to be told that it will be alright. We may need to be told that we can do better than wait and that someone understands and cares; that they have been through it before, that we are not alone. Sometimes we need only to look past ourselves, see someone elses life and appreciate our own.
In See through the complicated you get to see through my world and situations I know of. I do not hold back, for through writing this, I found my hope. And as the author, my hope is that you relate to one or two poems and somewhere within this, you find hope.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 19, 2011
• ISBN: 9781462842124

Neema Komba

Neema is a daughter, a sister, a friend and a proud aunt. I love my family; they keep me grounded and always have faith in me. I grew up in Dar-es Salaam, Tanzania with my brothers, sisters and cousins. I moved to Columbus, Ohio in 2009 to study and chase big dreams. I am an accounting and financial management majors; I love the mystery in numbers. I hope to one day be a financial analyst. I love African, Jamaican, Mexican and Chinese food (except frog legs) and find it hard to stick to a diet. I love literature. I remember reading The Torn Veil by Danquah Mabel, and feeling like writing could really give a voice to those without any. When it comes to poetry, I love Shakespeare and hip hop. In my free time I like to dance and sing (in the shower), watching movies and reading. I’m an ordinary girl that wishes to make a difference one day. That wishes to be remembered long after she is gone. I met pen and paper when I was 12 years old and they became my best friend. Through writing I found my release and freedom. I found that peaceful place I could go and be completely me, without fear of being left out or laughed at.

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Contents

The Shadow

You used to be my Mother

Look no further than my eyes

The heart of beauty

Life is now

New Generation

To my potential husband

Lazy bum, scared bum

Hypocrites

My Africa

Some friend

My democracy

Falling in Love

My Song

Unhappy clown: if only you would notice

For my one true love

What is it we shared?

What good is the rain

This Heart of Mine

Still don’t know what to call this

A Plea To My Love

Valentines is here again

They call it goodbye

You Will Miss My Love

A letter to cupid

Separate Beings

New Race

Party Breakers

She dragon

Sin

The little orphan boy

My Star*

The dark

See through the complicated

First There Was A Fall . . .

My complicated started with a fall

Why did I have to grow old?

I wished I didn’t know it was abuse

May be the pain would have been reduced.

Three was brutal,

But sixteen was just too much

I met a brown monster

Let him defeat my purpose

I stood aside as I watched my world crumble

Froze my spirit to keep it of bleeding

Found my existence in a very dark place

In the midst of self pity I lost myself

Playing it safe, I lost my faith

I became my shadow

I lost my pace,

Life took over; I was out of the race

This is what I became . . .

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The Shadow

For everything that has value

For life and for love,

I might have failed me

For fear, for truth and for freedom

I might have cheated my own soul

For that; I created my shadow

My cries, my woes

There’s only me to hear

My pain, my name

They may mean the same

I am the only one here

My crying soul I see

My hand I hold

My own shadow, I am

Imperfect representation

Inseparable companion

Spirit, protection

No one can ever touch

I try to run from me

Separate myself, be free

But a shadow I am

With the lights off, I’m gone

Yes I am just a shadow

A vague reflection of me

Yet I want to be free

Have a life, what a dream?

I ought to be real

There is nothing I can feel

I am not really me

Just a shadow, no one can ever hurt

Faceless, soundless

Seen only on the outside

Be it light out or dark

A shadow can never stand

No race, no trace

A shadow just fades

Unnoticed life, unseen death

No memory, never legend

It may get stormy

Even when there’s sunshine

A choice to be invisible

Seems safe yet cowardly

I might have chosen to hide

A lesson learnt, I must confide

A running shadow