Ek skrik die 10de Augustus wakker.
Iets voel verkeerd, so swaar, so leeg.
Met 'n knop in my keel raak my gemoed swakker.
Min het ek geweet, dat treur so swaar kon weeg.
Vaagweg **** ek, "I look to you"
"And when melodies are gone"
"I hear you in a song"
Ouma was ons eie Whitney Houston
Haar sterk gees was ons rots.
Al het ons met tye lekker koppe gebots.
Sy was my vestiging, ons familie se trots.
Mag die rose in Bloemfontein altyd ouma se naam onthou.
Die pragtige rooikop dogtertjie in liefde toegevou.
Ouma se omgee het my soveel keer gered.
Die dankbaarheid gekoester in my mooiste gebed.
Mag die voëltjies altyd bly sing
Terwyl ouma se stories mooi herinneringe bring
Ouma was altyd bereid om te help
Vol genade het ouma, harde harte versmelt
Mag oupa altyd verlief bly
Sodat ons verdwaaldes, ook die regte prentjie kan kry
'n 53 - jaar, onvoorwaarlike liefde verhaal
So opreg, en eerlik, die mooiste mylpaal
Dankie dat ouma my aanvaar het vir wie ek is
Al sit ek heel wat die potte mis
Dankie vir alles wat ek by ouma kon leer
Dankie vir elke drukkie, vergifnis, keer op keer.
Dankie vir elke koppie soet tee
Vir al die miljoene trane wat ouma moes afvee
Dankie dat julle vir my alles kon gee
Dat hulle harte net liefde kon skree
Dankie dat ouma my veilig kon hou
Ons verlang alreeds, en sal verewig onthou.
Ons bly, onvoorwaarlik lief vir jou.
Ek gaan ouma mis, al my liefde, Thomas.
Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 2:52 AM UTC
What has happened?
Tears flowing like a river
Puddling between your boots
Making splashing sounds
What has happened?
Cuts all over
Zigzagging and blood red
With the slicing of the knife
What has happened?
Shouting to be heard
Angry parents dissaproving
Stone hearted and cold
Everything happened!
My lover left me...
I died...
Fighting my battle
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 5:56 AM UTC
Clinking of ink bottles
Scratching of quills
Rustling of paper
Pouring out knowledge
Sweating students
Angry teachers
Swatting of fleas
No more patience
Old mad bat suddenly
Shouting
"Bring me the earmuffs!!"
Laughing, crying, farting
Interupting the quiteness
"Why would you ask that?"
Principal Harpy asks
"Surely it isn't winter"
"Goodness me, have I said that out aloud?"
"I take it back!"
"Kindly continue with your exams"
But no matter, nothing was the same.
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 7:43 AM UTC
Life throws you around
Like a ragdoll
Spinning you faster
Untill you're dizzy
You're never good enough
Others are better
No matter what they tell you
You will always feel depro
Sometimes suicide
Seems like the only option
Out of this hellhole
With monsters for inhabitants
Cutting, hanging, slicing, groaning
Dripping.
Blood seeping the pain out
'Till you feel nothing
"You are ugly!"
"You are fat!"
"You are worthless!"
Doesn't matter, next time I won't hear it...
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 5:40 AM UTC
We all feel a bit insecure at times
With society watching our every move
It's up to us to make things better
Oh so difficult to do right
The world always try to knock us down
But don't give up, even if you're down
Just stand up stronger than before
We can show them we're not weak
Society judges us, so we hide
Put our masks on and hide
When all we want is to be free
But people deprive us of the priviledge
We must all stand together
We are as strong united, but we are weak apart
No matter the circumstances
We will rise to victory!
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
Only God knows
How much I would thank him
For allowing me such a mysterious soul.
Who would ever have thought
That I would have such a pure, gold hearted amico
Eyes as green as grass
Skin as soft as silk
Just as her name means:
Keeper of the keys
Anyone can speak of their problems
and she will listen and sometimes give advice
Never judge, but always accepts
Take of your mask, for she always will be
trustworthy.
Just like her
Her family consist of big hearts and pure souls
Not everyone is perfect, they can't help it
But I would like to think
That her people are...
People of the world, listen to me:
There's not another soul like her
For you should meet her
And then your world will open up
Anyplace she comes
Brightens up like the evening star.
I love you babe
Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 5:20 AM UTC
What does it mean?
Those three little dots...
What does it mean?
Cause i use it always and everywhere...
What does it mean?
It explains so much about me...
What does it mean?
Maybe I'm just
Full of thoughts
I can't fathom into stars...
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 2:24 AM UTC
Wandering around
Nowhere to go
Nothing to hide
Empty
No one wants to help
Think I'm gonna hurt them
But, they are so wrong
Just searching for acceptance
And a place to sleep
A warm place
With a soft, comfy bed
And maybe a pillow or two
No one wants to help
Think I'm gonna hurt them
But, they are so wrong
Just searching for acceptance
And some food to eat
Preferably some home-cooked
But, I quote:
"Beggars can't be choosers"
No one wants to help
Think I'm gonna hurt them
But, they are so wrong
Just searching for acceptance
Maybe a bit of money
No, I'm not gonna buy *****
And no, I don't smoke
Just want to get to a long lost relative
But
They think I've got some hidden agenda
To **** them daughter
Or suddenly pull out a gun
Maybe run away with stolen goods
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 5:12 PM UTC
I'm explaining to the people of the world
What Fate of Ten stands for
And my persistent craving for books
Bur does it look as if they understand?
No
They don't
And that's the problem
Of the dark world I'm finding myself in
And that's the problem
Of a world full of people that doesn't read
Something I thought would've
Changed
When the things named 'e-books' arrived
Because everyone was crazy
That our world turned 'technological advanced'
And everyone turned a blind eye
From the comforts of the past
There was always this people
That said
'Technology will make your life so much better'
But now I've come to believe that
We act as if we're worshiping it
And cherishing the fact that
'Our life's made easier'
But rather
We are blinded
By the
Imminent
Torture
Of the
Future
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
Oh why?
Why do you have to make this life so hard?
Why do you pretend to be someone you're not?
Why are you full of fakeness?
Yes, believe me
I do know what this world are made of
Or better yet, the people
But that doesn't explain why you must keep on faking!
Come on!
Take of your mask,
show your face...
don't be ashamed.
And let emotions flow!
Whether you watch movies, listen to music
Cry when you feel sad,
shout when you feel happy
The people in this world:
...don't care about them...
They don't want our help!
So stuff them! Let them fight them battles!
And your true friends?
Don't let them be on their way
The quote: keep your friends close but your enemies closer
I would say: keep your enemies close but your friends closer...
Because,
judgements take place
I don't have no choice
So I have to...hide
Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 5:31 PM UTC