I have words to share
To my younger self
He wouldn't want to hear
What my mouth bears
The rocks on my shoulders
Get heavier by growth
It's like the more I see
My eyes start to bleed
The colour of my tears
Are not the same ones you know
Yours came to teach responsibility
Mine came from connection disability
The cousins you danced in the rain with
Are tackling life to achieve their goals
And the people you loved deep
Are now pictures floating towards a waterfall
I am still stuck where you left me
Asking If maybe I was wrong
To memorise all your dreams
Because this is not what you envisioned
May 28
May 28, 2026 at 7:42 AM UTC
A fine gentleman seated at the bench
Hearing the birds chirping
Beside him there's a worker
Painting a new building
Both men are in the same park
Yet they don't experience the same
One is in need of bread for his reasons
The other is energetic as a person who just ate
Not far away from the situation
There's a man playing with a child
The child looks so happy
And the man not so much
There are reasons why we go to parks
Reasons vary from person to person
And as we reach our limit in that place
I hope we all sought what we were seeking
May 28
May 28, 2026 at 6:34 AM UTC
There is a story living rent free in my mind.
A story so old, it dines and drinks with time.
The same story is my present and solid outcome.
My hand please help me write to these reading eyes.
I heard of a man who sits alone in the sky,
He doesn't eat, drink or have a companion nor a wife.
They say he has plans for all men in this place.
A being omnipotent beyond the aspects of time and space.
Sometimes an ignorant man can doubt his own state of being,
but all that is what makes him free and supreme.
Power lies in the beds of the Lions roaming around free,
as they sleep with full bellies without the need to kneel.
I heard the same old story all over and over again,
I'm now sure wisdom is what the Lions and all the free gain.
I am already shaped by my envy to be exactly like the Lions.
If green is free and red is dependency, which colour is your crayon?
May 27
May 27, 2026 at 8:26 PM UTC
I do love
I do ache
I am time
Without frame
While I'm here
I turn insane
I know men
With no shame
They got cuffs
Named as labour
They pass on trust,
On myths as saviours
They sell lust
To ensure failure
I did watch
Ever since earlier
Now my mind,
I cannot find.
May 27
May 27, 2026 at 1:28 AM UTC
Eagles spread their wings
To reach the top sky
A sky that does not blink,
It fears to waste time
Then here we are
Like train out of course
We can't seem to reach far
With all that gift of thought
With dullness, we struck a deal
That will shape our lineage
I doubt perfection is real
Are we even from his image?
We litter in our own home,
And still claim to be clean
Our teachers turned to phones,
We are fragile as the same screen
If only men were like the Eagle
The clouds will be just beneath
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 8:40 AM UTC
There was once a day
A day were men saw colour
A lost ship in a foreign bay
It's woe to tell what came after
We live as our history foretold
Detached and gone to astray
We eat fruit where death grows
And we pass on this very ill way
Only if Shaka never trusted the white men
Their mirrors refused and our land spared
Grazable land with our cattle fed
If only my forefather never dropped his spear
Today is a different day indeed
But still, yesterday can't be hid
May 24
May 24, 2026 at 6:03 AM UTC
Far away from the lands of men
Basking in a cage where the sun has sank
Ache in my stomach from the lies of friend
A friend that moulds wealth in sand
You had told me to be free in this place
Like the chains are made from plastic wraps
Yo' beautiful lies of hope are like wind to my face
They just blow to erode what I thought I buried depth
I am lost deep in a changing maze
And the is no sign of an exit gate
Nor Mandela conquer this long of way
I surrender and I accept my pensive fate
So long as the stars brighten the night,
Tomorrow shall be a day for another fight
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 2:03 PM UTC
I hate you!
Every tiny particle of mud that moulded you
The breaths you take suffocate my heart
Your mere appearance is like footprints in my mind
I despise your presence,
The day I layed my eyes on your sheen makeup
Contracts with your voice, I'm your servant
Ran from what you show to find you in the lineup
I really do hate you
You stole my lonely thoughts from me
Every part of your existence I shall sue
Exceptional being as my lawyer flee
My arousing odious towards your state of being,
Comes from my vivid features of you in my dreams
Am I the sparked victim observing in this scene?
I wish I never met you to begin with
I guess it's safe to say I loathe you
Pulled by timidness, I can't describe my feels
Peacock steps you take, you have no clue
I guess I'll keep the ocean of words in tight seal
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 11:48 PM UTC
Days do come and time does pass
Winds do blow what a shattered crust
Tides tumbling your last of love
Sins filling your utmost child
Breath mother of all, breath
Inhale the smoke from the roots of our morden deeds
Endure the depth of holes to ensure our materialistic wealth
Gaze your eye as your blood streams with dirt
Ohh breath, MaMa breath
Spark your fire within, For thine shall see
For despair we conquer as your arms widen our nest
Through ways of adrift, Death can't deliver his quest
Days do come and time does pass
Grateful from thy sympathy, we shall last
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 12:41 PM UTC
A star shooting with intensity to the lands of men
Residue on it's path is what we forget to acknowledge
While some are concerned with where it shall end
Some study it's beginnings like a student at college
In all it's mystery and all it's unsolved inquirers
No one denies it's vivid conscious appearance
One can say it lost it's true form upon it's arrival destination
Another with satisfaction on the way it turned to be
Whether we like what's given to us or not
It's better to have something than nothing at all
We live with beings far beyond our human comprehension
Cz the fact of the matter is that the truth hurts
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 12:42 AM UTC