Plein Street Verses VI: Not at easy

Scratch my back
If you see me bowed
broken by my ambitions
all i wanted was to exhale
breath out my essence
immortalize my truest nature

but i hear gasps of despair
shadows of discomfort clouding in
my soul wrestling my composure
I find no rhythm in my beat

Plein Street Verses V : Over

Why does it hurt so bad?
when its all i ever wanted
late at night i could not sleep
praying you vanish with the night
and fly out of my life
and wash away with my dreams

But when its all silent
and nothing but my heartbeat
is felt through the calm night
i recall the sweetness i miss
the loveliness of your presence

Plein Street Verses IV : Shadows

Shadows, they don't stop
following me around
i stop, they stop
i sit, they sit
Shadows, more than i can
lead me down my demise

Plein Street Verses III: Hopeless

When one day,I
cannot go on
I hope i stop
and Fall
for the same reason
that kept me going

Plein Street Verses II: (To Moses "Happy" Letlapa)

Happy, where is my scorpion?
I lost my grenades
Now they say i am bitter
But i did it;
and nothing more can be said
but your word in Mangaung
The Lady Grey police station
is not without a stint of disgrace
Pat Steve and Velile's shoulders
and when i come to Azania
spare me not the tales of liberation

Plein Street Verses I: (Untitled)

When sorrows strikes like thunder
I wonder if i go under
Haunted by silly nightmares
falling down depths unknown
exploring the essence of self-destruction

I quiz the laws of nature
wondering if i live on
beyond my poetic lines
beyond the mind that ponders my essence

Do i live or die?
when faced with darkness
Collapsing in the prison of thought
for i see an empty heart
no one stops to fill it with love
and on its dryness i cry
for when love is no more
so is the will to fly
beyond reason

Childhood tales

I love
to sit like i did in childhood
play with the silent mud
talking to dejected bricks

I love
to look at mountains
See them kiss the sky above
with heartfelt tenderness

I love
to watch the swallows  gather
and sing tunes never heard
except in such solidarity

I love
the hops and skips of butterflies
through our misty valley
treating us to a spring touch

I love
to share a kiss with frogs
and soak in earthly worms
without a streak of fear

Locked out

when a cold winter breeze gathers
a legion of pitch dark clouds
like nestling we rush for warmth
yet another lingers in solitude
at the mercy of these ugly streets
and the starless dark night

His eyes stare out
to a far glimpse of light
and though stuck in despair
find warmth in childhood memories
before miseries became reality

Kids rushed like sparrows
build an army around the fire
and fight the cold with brevity
but kids are no more
for a soul is now stuck in solitude
displaced from the rhythm of time
 

Fear

I am afraid of the unseen
The unheard creapy things
That find way to my soul
And distort its share of grace

I am afraid of nothing
The pain that runs unfelt
Till the day it cant run no more
And burst flood into your heart

I am afraid of this and that
Things you laugh about
So long as they silently find their way
into the hidden chambers of my heart

I am afraid of a traitor
That wrestle to transpire
From the very depth of my soul
Only to dehumanize my essence

I am afraid of a dream
That ceases to breath
and fade with the passing wind

The Confusion II: Apologies

what gift could suppress?
the depth of your presence in my life?
You shared with me
both wisdom and dreams

Look where i stand now
Intelligence has become an offense
to the dreams you gave me
and the beauty of your presence

I am not without emotions
for through broken perspectives
I can see the pain i caused
and the anguish in Heaven

Read like ancient masters
With a memory fluid
I conquered the barriers of learning
But where are the dreams?

I felt them slip through my fingers
in the mute pursuit of happiness
let my verses tell tales of my being

I wrote it all for my own conviction
So to be my own witness
When i account for my dreams

For the dreams that faintly cry
calling for a better world
calling for a better man

you taught me to write
with metaphors and figures
But look what it is now
a reflection of despair

my poetry is menace
nothing but an echo of despair
whether i write, what good has it been?
my lines are haunted by demons
could it be all for this?
how could it be?

The Confusion I: Confessions

I was born into the world
The world never in me
My soul kept pure
in the depth of my essence

like a hunger-stricken kid
my heart drifted away
on both both roses and thorns
my heart fell through the days

all i hungered for was love
but in the coldness of warmth
we tossed in a passionate lock
and i bid farewell to blindness

Though it was a summer day
my winter began
drop by drop, i could feel
the world dripping into me

Before i embraced an angel
there was God
just a moment in passion
and God was no more

How much could i hate?
laying down in pollution
defiled by countless encounters
yet i embraced the moments

glory to my unearned blindness
touched a friend
a smile, a hug,a cuddle
nothing was ever the same

She was just a girl
being a girl
and before she could tell
everything was altered, no longer the same

in my blindness
i saw no God, no man
A river that silently crawled
stood still in a flood of affection

I thought i could run
from the heart of my sins
until the day i became a traitor
a conspirator against my own heart

in a moment, defiled innocence
that was a flow of blood
until i could not say holiness
but fold like a disgraced angel

The same flow that blinded my conscience
Saw me die a bitter death
When i bred a renewed flow
gulping for salvation

peace, peace, where are you?
i have murdered my own sleep
found rest in diverged attention
but how can i not crave, peace

Have you seen a monster?
Made of your own image
is this the final destination?
calling my soul to eternal solitude

When a dream dies

When a dream dies
So does the hope for a future
Stuck out of depth
A heart beating tunes of tomorrow
But when that only dream dies
And wash away
So does the will to live
and walk another hour
in this journey of life

When a dream dies
So does the prospect of a good life
and the hands that lifted it

The color is purple

Your love blinded my soul
Saw me part ways with
with life-long comrades
in defense of an emotion deep
But now i am not too sure
Which color i see
In these eyes
In the eyes
That once radiated with love
Is it red? Or should i be going?
Maybe be green or blue
But not love

Death

Death, what union have i with thee?
When tears rid our joys
like dust on its trails
I call upon thee
to open the chambers of your heart
let me see the root of your sting
perhaps uproot its manliness
or pluck an eye into your conscience
for you have blindly tramped on us
leaving us desolate in sorrow

Death, we dont need you

The Tree

It is a tree
rooted in the depth of sorrow
Nourished of human blood
erected on human souls
Until now, this dawn

Here is a tree
That has longed for its share
of the bright summer sunlight
That has longed flood the skies

Now a shoot is off
Like a current of furious rivers
Ready for the stars
for the dream life
basking on the sunlight

It is a tree
growing in a heart full of skepticism
Devoid of trust

The last day

When you disappear
From my horizons
I hope you look back
To the warmth left behind

At the brake of dawn
I rushed to see your first smile
Your eyes giggling in delight
But now its all fading memories

A sweet memory that trimmed each dusk
With a warm embrace of your soul
and a word in kindness
to keep the night soft and tender

Soon you disappear
And wave goodbye
I will not cry nor brake down
But cherish moments in our memories

Moments coloured with a smile
Wrapt in the tenderness of your presence
and how we basked
in the each others comfort

My world of sins shut out
and you myopic past hidden
Only you and I breathing
In the glory of our love

Emotions beyond depth
though it started in a menace
the articulation of lust
But it grew wings

We shared my bed
My soul open to you
Your heart beating my rhymes
to our delight

But soon everything fades
and so does my existence
a saddening contemplation
of such a gruesome day

Your smile, that Kiss
your embrace and sweet breath
The last i know
Betrayed by time and the mute pursuits

Hopeful

You know the tears
of a dumbstruck lone boy
crying to a God
hoping He bless his soul
For all the joys missed
And all the pains swallowed

When the music stops
And there is no more hope
For the little boy
Running short of love
Looking up to a God
As if to curse Him

Whether the sun shines down
There is hope for another day
When his soul will be bitterly bruised again

Unfaithful

I smile
A cold stare
Flaked with deep seated resentment
Is all i receive back

Sweet smiles are no more
A stranger now receives my kiss
I am not sure
Even as i see her standing here

I reach closer
A step back and a turn
Disgusted by a kiss she once longed for
A love she called her own

All night in the cold
Waiting for love to rise again
And revive my soul
Like it was before the City

Rose

Goodbye Rose
For years of your tenderness
were not spent in vain

For now you are ready
for the world to cherish
for the world to trample upon

Right infront of our eyes
like a sparrow you took off
for this wild world

I cried a tear or two
But never thought
I could break a smile

To see you walk away
To see you face your horizons
to see you reach for the sky

But soon it dawns
with balloons and bombs
tearing you apart

you may break down
or hold on to hope
when faced with gruesome odds

but see the light
when all is done
in your childhood peace

Is this love?

I see you I dont
My mind twisted
tossed around aimlessly
is this love?

Can i hang on to hope?
even now when the night fades
without a glimpse of stars
what is this?

Can't I fee the tears?
boiling inside my heart
waiting to rupture into a flood of sorrow
am i ready for it?

To cry heartbreaks
and wail for the love never felt
a fantasy that clouded my mind
for how long?

Will i wait for love in vain?
a thing never promised?
is this love?

The journey of Love

Count my love not labour lost
though sunk in the depth of despair
Where love is nothing but a dream
that i wake up to loose

spare my soil its deserved shame
though gone astray in lusty lonely ways
int he depth of my essence
a deeper love rest untouched

how can i sacrifice your soul?
something i never owned?
if not in the hope of love
the truth that keeps me on

on and on, the road of life
though dry and weary
never mourn my just decline
in thi unkind journey of love

Memories

You are lost in the jungle
While i seek my soul in the city
Days swiftly pass by
Washing away fading precious memories
of days spent in your warmth
watching the sun rise
With the melodies of sparrows
Watching the sun set
with a gold that set the rivers red
and sparkle your smile in the dark
when confined to shelf-life
I reminisce the time spent
and the time wasted
in the folly of our youth

Jumping off the wall

When i was but a little boy
I jumped off the wall
Fell on erected thorns
Broke a bone or two
Cried a tear or two
But today when i meet the same ordeal
It is not an experience
But failure to keep standing

Conception

You saw me
red, covered with scarlet lime
you know
The end of my umbilical cord
You saw it all
When my first tear broke
With a little soft wail
From conception to birth
From the womb of your affection
You bled me into existence
And how i wish
The umbilical cord was never cut
and the blood never washed

Promises

If all i had was promises
I would be dead now
Swallowed in despair

If all my love
was tied to the umbilical cord
of your broken promises
my love would be still born

Promises, is all you ever had
Even as we tossed in intimacy
Like the Atlantic ocean
For you it was nothing

Last night i held the moon
and made love to the stars
but the night's shadow fade
It is but a broken promise

illumination

I am not blind
I am not impressed with vision
But when i see a dream
Radiating in darkness
I succumb
I worship light
The essence of my being exposed
The depth of my lines revealed
in the glorious menace
Overcast by light
A light that flows from my depth
So that i may live and last

My Dreams

If all my dreams should fail
and i am gulping down my demise
but still with a heart rich
filled with an undying love
I will live when i die
an see the sunlight
through fractured pieces of my dreams
for when nothing breath life
and all are stuck in despair
my heart shall find redemption
in the sweet embrace of your soul
closer to a heart that beats
life into my arid heart

When my dreams can not stand
the wicked pitch dark night
you are the dream
that will take me to tomorrow
where no sorrow abides