Grief

Memories got me grieving
in a strange way never whole
a looming void keeps me longing
for a perfect day when more
that the still haunting pain
i can elevate my soul home
to a peace never staggering
to a sun forever smilling.

Immortal

words cant explain
how immortalized i am
when locked in your memory
i explode to expand
and fuse your sweet memories
with the greatest moments of my life
and when word is gone by
and hearsay has sifted through
you r the omega of my thoughts
the begining of my eternity

Kha Makonde (2)

Nangwe nda penya,

Nda ela sa miedzi ya madi

Nda navha nao matavha

Nne thi livhali

zwe sa murunzi wa swifhala

wa sunguvhela khulukhushoni ya vhuanzwo

hune miloro ya thafha

Namusi

Naasi ndi vhuria ha swiswi bodobodo
Ndi tshilimo tsha mufhiso murenzhe
u rumbulaho langa fulufhelo la thafha

Naasi ndi tshingwindingwindi nda vheka
asi ndala ya vhuswa, muya ndi gosha
u hanya ndi u sokou ngwaluwa

Naasi ndi maneto fhedzi
A minwaha ye ralila ro lila
mitodzi itshi fhanza mbilu

Hone la matshelo ndi liswa
Li da na zwalo sa mapfuvhi tshilimo
ndi tshiphiri tsho dzungwaho vhuhwini.

La matshelo ndi fulufhelo liswa
line sa revho ra fuka
ra fhambana na mboni dza mulovha

A thina mulandu

Nne a thina mulandu,
hone sa puli ndi mupondwa
wanga mulandu ndi muvhala
we sa revho nda fukedzwa

ndi wone musandiwa
nguvho ya pfene
une wa nyitisa mmbengwa
na kha vhasili

ndi puli nnduni ya khotsi anga
shangoni le sa ifa nda kovhelwa
lo shanduka egipita nndu ya vhupuli
ndi la mutodzi u shamani

thi lili ndi lila ndo lila
sa mupfa u rungunya ho mbilu
vhushai vhu si ha ndivho
ndi tsiku ya muvhala

Ndi tamba fhi?
wanga muvhala u shandulwe
u nukhelele sa murongwe tshilimo
na nne sa vhanwe ndi pfume

ndi vhe Khosi shangoni langa
ndi dzomo la dzimu
nwali a bvume luonde
livhe la maladze

Notes of an Undying Love

sing to me
sing to my soul
fountains of flowing waters
that keeps me warm
inside the frost of time

there are roses that softly pricks
they tenderly hurt in time
but when you sing to me
notes of an undying love

i am removed from the misery of existence
forver cast in the paradise of your soul

Stolen Kiss

Something is amiss

with this kiss

it was not to be missed

and couldn't be dissed

i had it once

i can't wait for more

i can't close the door

like i did before

stolen kiss

sweeter than honey

Silenticide

Silence has killed a soul
And has so done a nation
When arms and wars don’t stop
Multitudes mum in their ways
Some say it won’t be long
But the rest keep to their own
And villages collapse into ant hills
And moles build on society
The city is not the same
Defiled by corrupt souls
The streets grow silent
As the mafias match along
Defrauding us of our precious lives
There is no more dissent
And the people grow mum everyday
As the nation go numb
And silence silently stills
The once living society
In the hands of a monstrous mafia

Street Emperor

I wandered around in a mystic spree
Sow seeds whose fruits I can't bear
My soul torn between the skin and the spirit
Walked on men, I cared not to listen to
Made some women frown at my shadow
But that’s when I roam the streets of delusion
Thinking I was the emperor at the helm
Until that dream bust into dusty winds
That’s when crusts fell off my blinded eyes
Empires melt with a blink of an eye
My very own soul couldn't bear
When my streets collapsed like candle wax
And was left standing naked in the dark
Like nothing I ever knew
Since I was born in a lofty toy mansion
But then the rush came to an end
Nothing but my dreams left
And will always wish, after all
That the streets never died
And now I’d still be, a man
Out on the streets.

Monologue

This is not silence;
The words that rush through my veins,
erupting into syllables full of venom;
Killing every idleness.
It cannot be a silence;
When I am quacking,
trying to find a fine breathe;
to keep my soul intact.
I am talking, in furious metaphors
at war with my indigenous self
Over words unspoken
And rhymes never heard before
There is no silence
When my numb hand is dragged
Through the tearing paper
Dripping visions of spirits unseen
It a discourse of the mind;
Engulfed in a prison of words.
"Libera Me"