Archives for 2015

Odd Love

The love I have for you is odd!

The love I have for you is like cancer;

It just gets more serious with every passing year

I’m sure our love is now on terminal status, fatal attraction!

Loving you is like a bad habit;

I do it with minimal effort yet so effective,

That’s why I’m convinced it’s like an old bed;

Easy to get into yet hard to come out!

The love I have for you is like an illegal immigrant

Because our love recognizes no barriers,

It jumps hurdles, leaps fences and penetrates walls

Just to arrive at its destination full of hope!

Our love is no different to how the public feels about the government

There are sometimes lies and empty promises

But because of the history we have, we never walk out on each other!

Loving you is like an addiction;

I’ll try to get to you by all means

Despite people advising me against you,

You’ve led me to lose everything and even gone to the brink of death

But that’s still not enough to keep me away from you.

We so in love should be considered a crime;

All the stolen kisses and we stealing each other’s hearts

We are like Bonny and Clyde; we’re having so much fun!

I’m really not sure what kind of love is this;

It could possibly be the strangest love ever

Because I’s like a rolling stone gathering moss,

We gain momentum with every passing day

As we roll over any obstacle en route to our destination;

Happily ever after!

Survived the storm

Have you ever wished that there was no such thing as jealous? This story is my would be life; the life which came to abrupt halt by jealousy and greed. The life which i wanted so bad;thrown to ash in the blink of an eye…

It was about 10years ago when i completed my matric.Everything was perfect ,i wanted to make it big in life.All i wanted was the best for my family; i was willing to work hard and make that happen,luckily my grandfather had been saving all these years for my tertiary education.I was the first in the family to complete matric and go study at a college.

I worked hard when i got there because i knew where im from and i did wana dissapoint my family,Everything was running smooth until i finish my first semester and when i was supposed to do my second simester people started talking
and because my grandfather was too old he was convinced by a neighbour to stop paying for my studies: he didnt want to do that but ended up doing it anyway and i had to drop out.

It felt like stap that wasnt bleeding and i was scared to go home in that mind people will laugh at,its a very big pain when someone wants something bad enough and people keep on taking it away.For the first time in my life i was working as a domestic worker and i knew i was gona go back and finish where i left of with that money and for love my mother had for me,i was stronger than ever and was ready to face the world.She used to buy me smaller things i needed every month end and i was like any other girl my age but still i was angry and i have decided to turn to alcohol for comfort,i bought bought alcohol for me and my friends but then this was somehow becomung a habit so i was back to square one…..continues

“You reap what you sow”

Be inspired to do what is good,
Don’t stop learning;
You will reap what you sow
Good trees brings; good fruits
Bad tress brings; bad fruits,
Learn what you need,
And you will prosper.

To my friend my crush

Im attracted to this man
who respects me
His loving is the best
He got me thinking
ringing bells
I see us getting married
I see my mother there
I see us holding hands
exchanging the rings
With him i’ve got pride and
a million dollar smile
I see the bright and
with him got no doupts

“why you recite my commandments”

The Lord said to the wicked
Why you recite my commandments;
And hate to be control by it.

You read the bible,
And after you don’t do
What the bible has said;
You hate what the Lord,
Has commanded;
You refuse what the bible instruct,
But you study it;
God will destroy you forever.

The bible says; do not steal
But you steal;
And commit adultery.

On Illness in Southern Africa (a poem in experimental haiku)

Cracks. Healthy fiction –
Pomegranates. Troubled life.
Bleeding fruit. Cement.

Diary of Salt Lake –
Passage into Bethelsdorp.
Myths of beloveds.

Roses. Stars. They hover –
Suffering has a numbed womb.
Cross the seas threshold.

Honed crystalline grief –
Life in the Northern Areas
Quotes luminous cores.

Houses should have dogs –
Walk, dig holes or cha-cha with them.
You’ll relive childhood.

The One I Miss Every Other Day

It’s been a while girl since we last kissed;

But since you left I’ve been missing you every single day since;

I never knew how much I needed you until I realised without a princess how could I still feel like a prince;

I’ve wanted to end my life a few times I have to sadly admit;

 

Everytime I tried the thought of my mamma in tears made my quit;

I started sipping the pain away with glasses of hennessy, I just missed you more with every sip;

You never once called me to ask if I was doing fine;

I tried calling alot but all I got was a busy line;

 

I guess you were hitting the red button instead of the green;

Everytime you saw the number calling you was me;

Mistakes I made is what turned what we have into what used to be;

In the arms of another I watched from the sidelines helplessly;

 

Turned away so you wouldn’t see a thug cry;

At home alone feeling like I wanted to die;

Trying to subside the pain by laying with different bitches every night;

Nothing changed I just felt more empty inside;

 

Begging God to end what’s left of my life;

Circling the block just to ease my mind;

While escaping the memories we made in my room every other night;

Fast forward a few years and I’m doing just fine;

 

Fame and fortune changed my life;

My name’s written in the stars, you can spell it now if you look at them late at night;

You’d think you’ll be the last girl on my mind;

Now that I got models by my side;

 

That’s far from the truth, my heart still beats your name;

You’re still so heavy on my brain;

I still wish you wake up beside me every day;

I can’t help it my heart still has that flame;

 

I don’t show it much so nobody even knows your name;

They know you by you birth date;

Most of my poems are titled 20.09.90, you may be gone but my love remains the same;

I don’t understand it, my heart refuses to explain;

 

I’ve learned to live with it like a person living with chronic AIDS;

Nothing I do can stop me from feeling this way;

I know it’s pointless writing these poems, well it keeps me sane;

I don’t know why all I know is you’re still the one I miss every other day

Second To Let You Know

I’ve been in love a time or two;
But love feels different babygirl with you;
Doubt and fear are seemingly things of the past;
Somehow my heart knows what my mind can’t see,that this time its going to last;

What makes you different from the rest;
I’m not sure but I know you were heaven sent;
All the tears I cried were worth it in the end;
You make my life worth all the mess;

I can be myself without trying to pretend;
You love this crazy me and that means the world to me;
You love the man you see;
Somehow I know deep within we were meant to meet;

Way before God created the rivers,mountains and seas;
He already made you just for me;
Some may say im being a little extreme;
But how would they know if they never loved like you love silly old me;

Perhaps im wrong,I’m human so that could be;
But I’m willing to give it my all one last time;
If I loose at least I can say I tried;
If I win well then finally I’ll make you mine;

I used to hate love but you changed my mind;
I said I’d never fall again because of the last time;
You made falling a must and not a choice of mine;
Love was never as good as today girl did you know that you’re the reason why;

I gave love that one more try;
Beyond your obvious beauty your ways are like food to my soul;
I cherish you more than gold;
Girl I just thought I’d take a second to let you know

“TO LIVE AND DIE IN SA”

My story isn’t the only one I’m trying to tell
You don’t buy it? Who said there was anything to sell
Fed sugar coated truths ’til they left a bitter taste in my mouth
North of the border, things are going south
Warlords applaud, and award
Those who’ll court you ‘til they’ve caught you
And as they torch yah
Remember what they taught yah through torture
Back to the wilderness
Where the willed are nest
Gun toting gorillas
They’re out here to kill us
They do nothing when childhood games turn to gunplay
So I don’t trust politicians or word they say
Out here you just have to get yo’ dreams
Because we all have our ghetto dreams

Money spender, love me tender
We’re going on a bender
You can’t have JHB without J&B
From Cape beaches to Cape bitches
I’m young so I don’t give a damn what they say
This is what it means to live and die in SA

Ndakhe ndaphupha bonk’ becul’ ingoma yam
Nje ngo Msholozi no “Mshini Wam”
See he’s set the precedent
From peasant to president
Nyana wam, nyana wam
Uzungalibali iimfundiso zam
Njengoba usiy’ e-Jozi
Uzulumke kuba kugcwel’ iingozi
Bright lights, bigger city
Lose yourself, such a pity
Sweet desserts led to deserted dreams, Las Vegas
Our Father Who art in Heaven, Lord save us
“Kunje ke eGoli,
Trust none, no one’s holy”
That’s the unexpected wisdom I drew from this stoned cherry
A Sun Goddess dressed head to toe in Stoned Cherrie
So I, changed my outlook and my address
From pity lane to the road to success

Money spender, love me tender
We’re going on a bender
You can’t have JHB without J&B
From Cape beaches to Cape bitches
I’m young so I don’t give a damn what they say
This is what it means to live and die in SA

Feeling wiser
With every glass of Jameson and Appletiser
I can smell the rot, it’s more than just a whiff
The Youth League’s too busy telling Gareth to jump off a Cliff
Too busy being a part of the problem
To ever find the time to solve them
Where the youth of SA be?
Smelling like we’re sponsered by SAB
Isn’t it funny how that works?
We are becoming anti-social as a result of social networks
Let’s Mxit up with some BBM
BEE babies in their LBDs, I wanna be one of them
This, is not the place to find love
Spending rent money in the club
Living beyond our means
We’re trying to get closer to our dreams
So many have given their lives for all this
I just hope I’m alive through all this

Money spender, love me tender
We’re going on a bender
You can’t have JHB without J&B
From Cape beaches to Cape bitches
I’m young so I don’t give a damn what they say
This is what it means to live and die in SA.

Freedom

Freedom for me is, being who I truly am beyond the limits of body, space and time, that traps our souls in beliefs, opinions, judgement and fear. Freedom is being free of that disorientated mind… A mind that takes us away from heart and soul, instead clouds a being of magnificence which we fear to explore and expose to the universe, due to our insecurities, holding onto past experiences that hurt and wound us within, not forgiving and only expecting a new result repeating a cycle we have never dared to step up and out of.

However once we realize fear can be a friend and it is ok to forgive, as well as take a step forward beyond our limits or comfort zones, we are privledged to experience a state of freedom that defines a peace that is filled with a love that overflows into our surrounding environments. An experience of love that is unconditional and creates an atmosphere which fills the world with an ecstasy which never dies.
A love that is not necessarily physical bound to body, space and time however spiritual free, infinite and timeless.

True freedom is letting go of beliefs and behaviors of how one thinks it should be into how it actually is in the moment. Using that negative energy we create a positive result with a shift in consciousness, a transformational shift that changes ones thoughts to instead align ones self to being their true ‘real self’.

So do yourself a favour and choose to let go and just go with the flow, that is already present in the now. Trust and have faith instead of fear and embrace the present moment of now being open to experience a sense of stillness without fear, judgement or the need to justify every moment. Live with aliveness focused on a vision instead of dying to survive in a world in which one cannot truly escape without going beyond all limitations.

Freedom is truly Nothing…

NO-THING, a infinte space you allow yourself to loose control in that is open, vast and empty. We fear our deepest selves because it creates a loneliness no thing can truly and honestly occupy, it is an empty spaces with no label or definition, without a definition, it makes it hard for our minds to grasp however only our magnificence of soul can understand. It is a language spoken and heard in silence within an infinite hollowness.

It is the beauty of this hollow emptiness which is freedom….