Archives for February 5, 2014


The sun –

This morning rose glistening with ecstasy.
In that pure blue, yet, the storms brew.

Just as still water runs deep,
In quite nights under my breath death I could feel creep, beneath my skin the battle I could feel waging,
In silent spaces words rush to my ear causing a bout as they come crushing against my skull,
Perhaps what my world needs is the tenderness in you voice, or,
Perhaps it’s just my centre that can no longer hold.

Walls of my minds dome are caving in,
Smooth edges of my soul have turned rigid,
Solace I now seek from a thousand different faces and places I’ve never been.

I am left alone without a home;
Without a mother’s love, and,
Laughter has become a memory,
My summer days have grown cold, and,
Pictures of you are beginning to fade, yeah,
Love is not as sweet without you.

I wish I was told how life could prove to be so cold.

Happiness has deserted me,
You left for the heavens in the break of my dawn and since then I forgot how to smile,
I stand nude and the only thing I wear is a frown,
In the sea of human faces I’m left to drown,
Never did I know how life could prove so cruel.

Food had in loneliness is not a meal,
Just as a house that stands alone is not a home.

Rest well sunshine to my universe –
You were a blessing and a best friend,
A part of me will forever miss you.

How I wish the creator missed me more than he needed you.

If Today Was My Last Day

If today was my last day on earth and somehow I knew;

I’d spend my last hours with you;

I’m not sure about my fate when the Lord one day calls me;

Or where I’ll spend eternity;


So I want to make my last day as if it was Heaven on earth before I leave;

I’ve had money all my life but never a single day of peace;

I’ve always wanted love but it always slipped away from me;

And left me with tears at night so lonely;


But then we met and I finally found sanity;

Who knew, peace and love would come in the form of you;

I was always looking for something else girl that’s the truth;

So if today was my last day to live and somehow I knew;


Girl I’d spend every last second loving you.

Woman’s hurt

Ke sekwankwetla,ke mosadi wamakhonnthe,ke lejwe la moralla ke mma tiisetso moradi wa mathata,ke mamello,ke mosadi wa ntja dialoma,jonna wee keopelwa ke hlooho,mathata arwetse manolo hodimo,fela ke beya tshepo yaka ho jesu mora modimo,le bona botlatla masholo kea dumela,nne ke ikanne keitse botleng le bobeng ketla tiisetsa.ho fihlela re arohanwa ke ke sa tsebe monna enwa ke satane,otla ntsietsa,a mpehe magatheng a lefu,monna enwa ke ganyapa,raditebele o yanshapa,ke ya ikemela,kea ikepela,ke tennwe,ke radifeisi ntja dialoma,ke tennwe ke hlekefetso,ke khathetse ke tla itwanela Maang.ntlohele ntlohele ha o sa mpatle,let me go,leave me alone,why?why abuse me if u don’t love me?i will nev’r let u misuse me,abuse me,hurt me,onhlekefeditse ho lekane monna.i am a women.i’m not a Your punching back,you turned my house into a boxing ring.i am your wife not opponent.mmele waka otletse matetetso.pelo yaka etletse mahlwele.mahlo aka ke noka ya digapha.ka le baka la hao manna.