Cross leg with straight posture,
Emotion-wreck composed demeanour,
Taking a seat with wonder,
Staring at the clock stagger,
Pleasuring as the paint dry
On the walls, wailing a cry.
Cause of the tired reception music?
Or that small mistakes result in his antics.
Gaslighting me, recommending time away.
Insulting me, letting illness get its way.
To find the sickness, the toxicity stays.
Spreads and sours as the cure stares
Cold, dead eye, preventing us to dare
To set you, me, us free.
Tears stray from my facade and sour
Into the light from the reluctant opening door.
I wait a second for my battered will
To redeem my days of wait, to sell
More of my youth for someone of ill return.
His psych-love prepping to leave me more burned.
Until I learn to protect my mental health over an ill-tempered man's ego...
"Baby I'm sorry, please don't go", I say.
Feb 19, 2025
Feb 19, 2025 at 6:51 PM UTC
In the shade of my freshly grown *******
the protection from the rays of the camera flash
doesn't decrease the heat, it intensifies it, at best
And the flood of sweat drowns my skin in a flash
The contours of my ***** create a valley
A bigger valley he wants as he demands I stretch
my **** They don't after I repeatedly rally
them. “I can't!” He slaps me. My face etch.
More pictures, he wants, of me playing
with my ******* My ****** the tiny rubbery
pips sieve thought my small fingers, surveying
my hand. As the man captures this awkward discovery.
Packs the camera and gives the money, my fee
Then he grabs and hisses to me to tell nobody
Nov 19, 2022
Nov 19, 2022 at 4:58 PM UTC
If love for your people
Becomes hatred for others
Aren’t you causing more enemies for yourself?
If love for our nation
Becomes the unifying song for us all
Aren’t you forging a more peaceful nation for us?
Sep 8, 2022
Sep 8, 2022 at 3:58 PM UTC
For we so fearful, let me lead with caution
to the truth your mind feels needs protection
against.
We’re fenced
in and can't get out to be fully liberated.
Yes, fully, not this half liberated we overexaggerated
which made us blind to our institutionalized minds.
The Phala-Phalas know this, so this gang always reminds
us about 27 years, making us their voter slaves.
Until we realise Mandela took his party with him in his grave,
there's a Hendrik that keeps our rainbow apart.
Even if unity is the deepest desire of our hearts!
Sep 8, 2022
Sep 8, 2022 at 3:55 PM UTC
The real prophets are dying
The fake prophets are living
Man rather render services to sin
To be immortal, gods of their own, wherein
Man should martyr for the cause of goodness
Where’s the benefit of that if you’re lifeless.
Sep 6, 2022
Sep 6, 2022 at 9:42 PM UTC
My envious eye breaks my heart
When Romeo takes Juliet’s hand
in his, studies her eyes like the stars,
Breathes her scent, rich and sweet Jasmine sings
Slowly settles his lips on her
Kisses that Juliet under the moon's watchful eye
While my envious eye breaks my heart
My eyes start to sweat from the hard labor of jealousy
Will ever love, will I ever feel joy, will I ever have what Romeo has?
Romeo’s envious eye breaks his heart
When I hold the delicate flower in my palm
Observing how live courses thought Mother Nature
Breathing in the fresh morning dew
Then gently place my ***** on the grass
Drinking in the warm eye of heaven
While Romeo’s envious eye breaks his heart
For he will never get to live again, to love again
At least for Romeo, he can coldly caress Juliet’s corpse.
Aug 16, 2022
Aug 16, 2022 at 3:33 PM UTC
That band is in town again
Calling residents with the cream-white light
Creeping thought the boarded up windows
Of the Bar on Muddy Water Str.
Calling residents with their groaning guitars
In a sorrowful solo, making midnight sky darker
And the melancholic lyrics sang in heavy hearted
harmony, quieting the rest of Muddy Water Str.
Being the dim beacon luring us in
Being the only sound that rung in our ears
All the residents took a sit in the bar
And Blues and liquor drunk Muddy Water Str.
That band drowned us in depression, today
Yet another band will wring us dry, tomorrow
Aug 15, 2022
Aug 15, 2022 at 9:40 PM UTC
Tired of all the conservatives and the progressives
They pass in the screaming and fail to listen
Between their differences
There is men who want they same thing
Humble yourself, why are you too prideful
Yes, too prideful, to listen to your brother
And so prideful, you need to **** us with all your words
To shield your ego or to comfort your fears
I don’t want the right to be heard
I want the right to be listened to
Deceived by big mouths with some sort of platform
I scream “I want to be listened to! I want to be listened to! I want, I want…”
But it’s when I lose my voice
I realise there is 7 billion people screaming
The exact same notion
The notion will never come to motion
Until we listen to the 7 billion people
Until we see the Berlin Wall between white and black
Fall down to the power
of using our two ears
Fully, with no imperfections
The clear crisp words of another brother
Caressing the ear of another brother
Blocking the hatred of the mind
Allowing the heart to feel for another
Aug 10, 2022
Aug 10, 2022 at 9:43 AM UTC
Submissive
To the distraction of work
Those toxic emotions are there
Being silenced and overlooked
In the corner of heart
Those emotions are empowering herself
Soon she’ll be pushing for equality
Distraction and denial won’t overpower
Sending me into a downwards spiral.
Aug 4, 2022
Aug 4, 2022 at 10:50 PM UTC
Innocence clothes me
The sin strips me
And I allow it
So my friends respect me.
Jun 20, 2022
Jun 20, 2022 at 1:45 PM UTC