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
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
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
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
Monday, October 22, 2007
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
following me around
i stop, they stop
i sit, they sit
Shadows, more than i can
lead me down my demise
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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
cannot go on
I hope i stop
and Fall
for the same reason
that kept me going
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
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
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
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
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
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
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