Last nite u gave to me
And took all u could
In the altar of ur passion
I also worshiped
I was immersed in ur fuming fire
Raging wildly in ecstasy
The pitch dark night
Couldn't silence nor drown
Our heaving and gasping
At the peak of our passion
Last night how I wish
It could last forever
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Ni do mmbudza
Gole litswu ndi mini na tshedza
Wa zwivhona ndi mini?
Sa dada la vhusiku vhutswu.
Aluwani linwe duvha ni do mmbudza
Zwe nde munyu iwe shaka
Nya wa isedza phungo
Wa sea vhuhole u tshe nwana
U do mini ha musi litshiu tavhela
Aluwani ni do mmbudza
Zwe wa sea nwedzi u maswiswini
Nga hone u shaya ndivho
Hu si kale minwaha i tika luwa
Na lau duvha la milwa nga vhusiku vhutswu
A u nga do zwondolela mato nwedzi?
Musi u tshi vho lila shaka
Aluwani linwe duvha ni do vhudza
Wa zwivhona ndi mini?
Sa dada la vhusiku vhutswu.
Aluwani linwe duvha ni do mmbudza
Zwe nde munyu iwe shaka
Nya wa isedza phungo
Wa sea vhuhole u tshe nwana
U do mini ha musi litshiu tavhela
Aluwani ni do mmbudza
Zwe wa sea nwedzi u maswiswini
Nga hone u shaya ndivho
Hu si kale minwaha i tika luwa
Na lau duvha la milwa nga vhusiku vhutswu
A u nga do zwondolela mato nwedzi?
Musi u tshi vho lila shaka
Aluwani linwe duvha ni do vhudza
Sunday, September 20, 2009
The child is yet to die
The child is yet to die
not until fed
and yesterday's hunger
is but a pale memory
forever wiped from history
The child still lifts
no longer a fist but an open hand
begging for stale leftovers
no longer from the baas table
for the baas is no more.
He weeps unceasingly
at his brother's side
the one who never fought
the one who never tasted despair
yet lifted the trophy of freedom.
The child was there
when his freedom was traded
mute, silenced he could not say
when, for gold, history was defeated
in the name of public interest.
But the child still leak his wounds
and mourn the fallen history
The child still stands still
as much awaited freedom vanish
and looses its prestigious promise.
not until fed
and yesterday's hunger
is but a pale memory
forever wiped from history
The child still lifts
no longer a fist but an open hand
begging for stale leftovers
no longer from the baas table
for the baas is no more.
He weeps unceasingly
at his brother's side
the one who never fought
the one who never tasted despair
yet lifted the trophy of freedom.
The child was there
when his freedom was traded
mute, silenced he could not say
when, for gold, history was defeated
in the name of public interest.
But the child still leak his wounds
and mourn the fallen history
The child still stands still
as much awaited freedom vanish
and looses its prestigious promise.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Sin
Sick, i choked in your grasp,
Not knowing whether i live or die
and when in admonition
i wipe the last remorseful tear from my eye
You are lurking somewhere
In the depth of my deceitful heart
i wish to wash my soul clean
And in the Blood find my essence
But when in a sunny day i dry up
You are there to show me summers
And beauties, forever enticing to my heart
Sin, is there a space without your breathe?
Where, my soul can rise again.
Not knowing whether i live or die
and when in admonition
i wipe the last remorseful tear from my eye
You are lurking somewhere
In the depth of my deceitful heart
i wish to wash my soul clean
And in the Blood find my essence
But when in a sunny day i dry up
You are there to show me summers
And beauties, forever enticing to my heart
Sin, is there a space without your breathe?
Where, my soul can rise again.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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.
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.
Monday, May 25, 2009
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
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
Friday, May 22, 2009
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
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
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
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
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
Thursday, April 30, 2009
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
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
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