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Nhlanhla Moment Sep 2014
I searched for a parking, a park was clear
I sought for a flower, a garden was near
I yearned for wisdom and developed my ears
I swallowed the numb and found the sweet of my tears
Nhlanhla Moment Aug 2014
The body of this passage is a template of wisdom
her hair is an incessant effort to find a romantic catharsis

But when you choose the world over the world we both create
you betray the love that can grow just to fornicate
When you tell me to wait, just so some other guy won't be late
And the draining energy left by him voicing that he just ate
I am left alone standing in the rain

When you're with some fool, I feel like such a tool
Am I an amateur you have to use or a genius who is confused?
Ruled by the rules of a crook I'd know the lies at the first hook
The dim of the spectrum left a beam of a shining lesson
and it's that in the circuis of your circle I am lest frisson
and I am standing alone in the rain

Telling tales of a folk of fate to abate this hate
I am ridiculed as a fake dummy who cannot date
with a love real but little surrender and appeal, how can we relate?
Lying in the absence of your passion I read signs of your star
You carry me to your home and you're not too far
however the distance may stretch the tether of tar
but still in doubt, I am left standing alone in the rain

Like a lunatic who can't get enough of pain, I take your heart in my sane
Travelling to the neverendings of worlds for ever-new beginnings
The material world leaves gaps of financial trimmings
Getting tired of this infidelity and lies, I spit quit like a gimmick
love ever washing to no limit, I hope you see that you have been loved and hence the vision
... And still I am undone standing in the rain all alone
my umbrella went away.
a brief love story
Nhlanhla Moment Aug 2014
To write and communicate a message is a privilege
I have been recently learning about the true meaning of music
and you know much like in books, it is a communication process
or a conversation, if you will.




The writer's pen is on a marathon to catch the chariots of fire
Ascending and transcending; documenting, I feel the passion of the ART
I breathe in the good and exhale vowels and consonants
Showered with uncommon common sense, I feel the love bleed
I am taken on these heavenly steeds and I observe galactic creeds

A Harmony of colonies surrounds me, and I know that Divinity lives
There are Pirates and all sorts of thieves, who wear cloaks and carry knives
But not the steel cutting kind but the soul-piercing blinds
In a place of truth and clarity, The Angels will souls find
and Heaven is a place next door
Above the skies we will soar
They will choke and abhor those who do not conform with God's Norm
But The Divine Creator loves us all, so they too will heal and come into their rightful form

With these goals crested in bars of gold, I remember poetry
Though the posts may seem blurry at first but I remember poetry
I may die some day if not today but I will carry the floetry
I may decay and my contempt or bad reputation may dissipate but I flow with Poetry
In the shadows of dust and darkness where forlorn hope may be the only globe, I shine with the Els and its forebears, the Titans of old

Never arrogant but always present and grateful, I remember poetry
Shackled and wrestled, beaten and butchered, I remember poetry
The meanings channeled on a carousel, I decipher and thank poetry
With the last word a sword to bore nonsensical  spores where imbalance tore, I REMEMBER THAT POETRY IS MY HOPE. And God Knows, if not I'll show and worthy of anything; that which is due will be bestowed. I REMEMBER POETRY.
Nhlanhla Moment Jul 2014
Evil? But why? The birds sing and the flowers bloom.
Nhlanhla Moment Jun 2014
Just watched King Kong again... The beast was beautiful! Amazing metaphor. The beast held beauty in its hands and it is said: "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder". So in the eyes of the beast is there beauty, the beast possessed beauty. In conclusion, the beast was beautiful. Society gave the beast a mirror and the beast became self-aware and it killed him. Beauty killed the beast.
What do we learn? Should wonders remain wonders? Is the world ready?

oh perhaps we're all the wonder and maybe the question is: WOULD IT **** US TO LEARN ABOUT OUR BEAUTY IN SPITE OF OUR CONSPICUOUS FLAWS?
Nhlanhla Moment Jun 2014
in the miasma of lies, here I lie
ready to die
as we fly
high up in the sky
clouds scented with serendipity
trees coated in rubbies
vertical carpets which are a gilt-knit tapestry
I catch you as I dream, this has to be real

diving into a world surreal
this an angelic cosmic appeal
sending us into a world where love heals
let us separate from the material world
let us forget money and social expectations
love is in trouble, let us be the exception
let us be the bridge of truth repetition
follow our heart's intuition
in a blind world we can be the vision

flying down at intensive frequencies
falling in love, this is the life or the death of me
Gladly I die for love
let us love and live
selflessly give
make ego weak
search for the richness of soul and make fear cheap
become ethereal as we glide into the wonder eternal
so we can be the stars when the day turns nocturnal
let us speak a proverbial language accented with divine verbs

and a world we create, we cannot be late, maybe time has to wait but this life we cannot
this love we cannot cut and paste
this will be a love of ages that the cowardly will distaste
coalesce with my essence and caress my DNA with your crystal chest
The Watchers are watching, this is a test
Do you take my heart or do you hesitate?
Do you bow to the material and fake?
In times of ascension will you admit that denying was a mistake?
Do you disappear into the world or do we levitate?
Lovers or Strangers
choose your fate.
Nhlanhla Moment Jun 2014
the riddle of its ties
lies in the reels of her thighs
an event of demonic rise
temptation of an occult order a device
all the truth hides behind her eyes
her eyes bleed black lies
the brightness of clarity divulges spies
and knowing the game you'll know why
why they want to shackle the man who tells no lies
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