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Jeremiah Mhlongo Sep 2022
The whole body is a heart,
The whole heart supplies the body,
Never secure the truth with a lie,
For lies corrupt the whole,
Foundation should be solid and pure,
Every truth from a liar is void,
Here now lays ruins, the body aches,
The heart is sore with its echoes.
Never built what is true with lies, lies will rot the beauty
Jeremiah Mhlongo Aug 2022
I've always wrote in blood,
Stretching vessels to be understood,
Now I am skinned, still unheard,
You don't see ghosts, do you?
Here now, till I am graced,
To rest, manuring the dirt,
How then should this rhyme end?
With this Violence in mine head.
I've always ended in
Jeremiah Mhlongo Jul 2022
Here still, words like hair unkempt,
Potent poison taking slowly to the grave,
The heart, in its silent scream,
Perhaps a last ditch will amount,
To fruitful ends, honey and milk,
How lithely you go about,
I melt,
Love is without words,
A mute man's voice,
And here silence to the deaf.
I have sat still, with all this love inside, why I could not share with you is unknown, maybe it's fear, maybe you won't love me
Jeremiah Mhlongo Jul 2022
GAB
I fell for her smoothly,
Now this bruises,
Can't be bottled,
Maybe the bottom,
The last drop will,
You can't love and be sober,
Cupid shot the wrong way,
To my heart into stitches,
How much a crave a drink,
Multiple shots to mend,
How now I drown in pain,
Love, love can't ******* a man,
It's beauty too dies like a flower,
I deeply wanted to believe, now I cower.
Sometimes a bottle of ***** is what one needs to forget about loves pain, but then when you at rehab it's whatever
Jeremiah Mhlongo Oct 2021
27 summers old,
One winter short
Of  bright sunlights.
I haven't been here before,
Now I am of age,
Soon another summer,
Or not, its all chance.
Every one is our first,
And fadingly a last.
27 summers old,
Am blessed evenly,
Of a dark right hand,
And light in the other,
To keep my heart in order.
Life in it's seasons,
Curse death, every fig has to dry,
Dry into its death.
Aw beautiful summers,
Cold winters harsh,
That is the harmony of life.
We should value each season as it is for it can never be seen in equality. Lets us all grow in all ways ❤ Color Pop
Jeremiah Mhlongo Apr 2021
You've made a home,
In my heart,
It becomes hunted,
In your absence.
You have abandoned me,
I lay in ruins horrid,
You've made a home,
Now it remains dead empty.
breakups only let us relive the memories of the relationships, we soak in tears until we are saved
Jeremiah Mhlongo Apr 2021
An ocean I drown in,
Islands I cant see,
You are deep dark an ocean,
I swim you endlessly,
This is not love,
I am to die here,
Love isn't suffering,
What manner of love is this,
Give me peace please.
Love is a spell so horrid if be it cast to a soul that can only receive
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