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Tintswalo Sep 2015
A place of emptiness yet so full of God's presence
A place with no character yet God's love is shown there
A place of loneliness, but gives peace
A dry place with a tree smiling its greeness, water still and grass struggling to breath.
With nothing around except for trees along the stream
A train passing now and again
With chrubs of hope that there is still life there.
This place was once devine
This place allows me to think clearly
With breeze against my skin as it gives me goose bumbs I think "what if".
What if things were different and i could see u whenever I want
What if while chilling in this emptiness we could feel the Almighty smile
What if you were mine to keep?
There is something about this place that is taking me to places unknown.
It drives me like the wheels of your car to worlds I've never been to.
I get there and enjoy being with you
A place of imagination
It goes wild as a wild hog in the wild.
I could hear our children laugh while we eat strawberries under that tree
A dog barking excitedly at their laughter
Flowers smiling at the sun for every new day
I did say that this place drives me wild like a wild hog
This place does not exist
This place opposes reality.
I love being in this place though
It makes me feel like I've still got it
It makes me feel like I'm worth it
This is a place of miracles
A place where a simple smile erases the pain off.
A place where my laugh is genuine
But then reality hits at the words "we need to go".
I then realise tht this is not my place
I then see that God is not smiling.
Written in 2012
Tintswalo Nov 2013
This is a beautiful poem by one of my dear friends Blaquetouch, hope you like it as much as I do.*

As I celebrate my death
little did I know my choices will course my end
that my joys will be temporary and my sorrows eternal
that my selfishness will be my downfall
and my greed my death.

As I celebrate my death
little did I realise happiness is for all
that not only my happiness should be important
that life gives you back what you invest in it
and nothing out of spite

As I celebrate my death
taking her man not knowing that I'm taking her coffin
making him mine and his AIDS my inheritance
riding his car only to be driven in a hearse later
enjoying le'good life at her expense
but giving her even a better chance in life
to live longer and positive.

YES I celebrated my death
Thought I knew better
that I am more beautiful and deserving
thought I can have it all without a risk
and live to see it all unfold
as he left her for me

I laughed my life away
flirted my future
boozed a chance to see my grandkids
but the worst thing I did
was to **** my life to death with an *** Positive Married Man
if he could cheat on her with me
chances are he's cheating on me with someone else
but my selfish mind was not that strong
all I wanted was to be happy
yet I kept stolen good to keep me happy

CELEBRATED MY DEATH PREMATURELY
AND NOW MY COFFIN IS A LESSON TO
DO UNTO OTHERS, AS YOU WOULD LIKE THEM TO DO UNTO YOU
MY COFFIN IS A LESSON THAT
MUCH AS U DESERVE HAPPINESS, SO IS SHE
THAT WHAT GOES AROUND, COMES AROUND IN 10-FOLDS

Rather celebrate life and live to die a blameless soul
who tried to do good at all times and succeeded.
Celebrate Life

By Blaquetouch
Tintswalo Oct 2013
You say you want my love
My sweet lips you want to taste
My heart you want to feel
My skin you want to caress
Let me tell you a story you don't wanna hear
Of the love that broke my heart

I miss him so much I want to cry
Days have gone by and I haven't seen him
His bright face still smiles at me in my mind
With eyes that wink at my intelligence
"Tee, don't ever leave me again"
His last words that touched my heart

I miss him so much my heart bleeds
Days have gone by and I haven't heard from him
His kind words still ring in my head today
"**** you are ****"
His last words that got me to smile

I miss him so much my mind cannot fathom
Days have gone by and I haven't touched him
His gentle hands would lay on my hips
as he pulls me with his strong hand
Gently to his sweet breath

I miss him so much my body shakes
Like an addict longing for a fix one more time
I long for his tight squeezing arms around me
He lays there so close yet so far
"Should I wake him for a fix of pleasure"
My last thoughts before my trauma

My love left me alone
To a place I cannot reach
I want to go there each time
I miss his gentle touch
I miss his heavy compassionate eyes on me
With his body beside me
A perfect plan to bring him back
I gently kissed his lips with care
Hoping for love to respond not despair
Like a corpse with no feel he finally said
"Tee we shouldn't do this"
His last words that killed my heart

This story is too deep for me to tell
So listen to me my love
I will get straight to the point
Don't expect me to love with no heart
It got killed during an emotional warfare
Stabbed with a double edged sword of rejection
It bled out all the sweetness
I have no heart to give you my love
I call you love out of normality
Like his words broke me
I don't think we should be doing this!
Tintswalo Dec 2013
I touched your life
Very cold and fragile
It fit right into my hands
The future generation of strength
I could feel their united heart beat
"Daddy, we wanna see you now"
"Help us do you the honor of calling you our father"
Time waits for no man
At your bent spine and feeble knees
You will run behind these fragile little one
I touched them with care
They breathe in you pronouncing hope
This cannot be the end of this generation
They scream out every time you kiss my delicate skin
"We want to be in her" they say
"We want to live in her for seven months plus three"
A full term of a mother's love
A full term of discovery
"Let us discover why you care so much about her!"
I touched those little ones with fervour
Listening to their every word
Life that wants to call you daddy
I touched it once
I heard what it said
It is waiting for you to overcome your fears
"Tie her to your knot of love already" I heard them say
"We want to live and breathe in a green world"
"She is the door to our being"
Your Life waits to call you daddy
Tintswalo Apr 2016
On a bed in a shallow room I lay
Breathless and In huge dismay I ponder
Lifeless, cold in nature
I wonder to glooms of this darkness
Feet hurting on my back I remain
Cold as the sways of winter nights.
Comfortable as can be
I am at peace
At peace with this cold death state I am in
For no worry can be troublesome
No fearful thoughts can be spoken out loud
At peace with the cold death state.

A man came to my comfort zone,
With the sweetest voice words can't tell.
Touched my lifeless body to life
A fairy tale seen only in dreams
‘Little girl Arise' He said.
Little girl wake up.
Look up to the skies.
Healing is found beyond the horizon
A place only prayer meets.

Damsel arise from your infirmities.
That affirm your misery
Arise from your drunkenness.
That drains your energy
Arise from your pain
That paints your smile to sadness
Arise from your past
That punchers your spirit.
Arise from disappointment

Live beyond rejection
Don't let the frictions slow you down
Lift your heart up high
Believe in Him that never leaves nor forsakes.
The state your being depends on it.
For one day,
We shall see him in the clouds of glory
We shall arise,  arise,  arise up to the sky to and meet Him

Listen here
The blind receive their sight
And rise to tell the nation they see,
The lame walk
And rise to tell the nation they walk,
The lepers are cleansed,
And rise to tell the nation they clean
The deaf hear,
And rise to tell the world they listen
And the dead are raised to meet Him in the clouds
Damsel,  little girl,  arise.
Tintswalo Sep 2015
straight and easy is the path of righteousness
The late childhood days and the early youth make seem so easy
With passion and contentment I take it with ease
With a smile and an eager heart I join the soldiers of the cross to tell of the master of it.
Marching over was never hard .
You see this path has so many perfect derailed paths attached to it.
A perfect path of love has a path of hatred to it
A path of joy has a path of sadness to it
A path of peace has a path of war to it
And yes this is a path of righteousness but with a derailment called sin
Very tempting, absolutely charming
My eyes glaze to this path and see no point of this path of righteousness.
Great is your faithfulness O Lord
But exciting is this path
Or so it seems.
One mistake
Waiting on the path of righteousness to stare at this derailed path
You see, an idle mind is the devils play ground
The derailed path of danger
Pulling so many to its fold
Only by a simple glance.
Tintswalo Nov 2013
I will let go of me for you
No matter the cost
Your love seems to brighten the new me
Not reaching to the standard I have set
My heart is satisfied with your smile
Letting go of me is easy
Learning what you want me to be is hard

Giving up on myself
I walk on the shoes of this person
She is only known by you
You made her
I try to keep up with the requirements
Just so I dont loose you
While letting go of me

I am letting go of me for you
Like a infant gazing in his mother's eyes
Reading her every thought
I stare at your movements
Learning each meaning of your words
I dont want to loose you
I become who you want me to be
I am letting go of me for you

As I let go of myself
What will happen to me when you gone
What a dangerous thing to do
Letting go of my whole existence for love
Who will be me when I become you
The perfect creature that laughs so freely

I am letting go of you for me
Someone will one day appreciate
The me that loves so easily
The I that enjoys dancing in the rain
He will cherish the moments you took for granted

I am not letting go of me
But I am letting go of you
Goodbye my love
I am embracing the beauty given as a gift
It is in me
I can't let go of it
I am letting go of you for me
Tintswalo Oct 2013
Make me dear Father who you want me to be
Break all the ties of evil that bind me
Sorround me with thy love
And may thy Spirit guide me all the way

Make me O lord who u want me to be
Take away this wicked heart
Give me a new one fresh from heaven
May your love tie me all the way

Make me O Lord who you want me to be
Holy and acceptable in your eyes
May I be found blameless without spots
May your grace cover me all the way

Make me O Lord who you want me to be
I approach thy throne of grace
Seeking perfection in thy eyes
May your peace be found in me always

Make me O lord who u want me to be
Break the chains of *******
Tangling this heart of mine
May your kindness shower me all the way

Make me O Carpenter of old
Lead me O Gentle sherperd
Mold me O creator
I want to be like Christ
Tintswalo Oct 2013
I have found a place so precious
A place of peace and quiet rest
Its so serene and beautiful
It makes one wonder where it was all along

I have found a place of joy and love
Like darkness giving respect to light
Sadness gives way to tranquility
There is something about this place
That turns the bad to good
How can a simple place give me comfort?

This place is in your arms
Where the skin of our chests meet
Heart beat against heart beat
The sweetest melody is formed
A place where all stands still
Your heart echoes in the background
And only the feel of your sweet breath confirms life
A place of peace and love

If only you were mine to keep
I would wonder to this place all day long
I would hide from the world and worry not
I would listen to the sound of your heart
Did you know that hearts sing better than voices?
All day long your heart would sing to me
If only you were mine to keep.
Tintswalo Oct 2013
Tears fell from her eyes
In disbelieve she rolled her frail body like a ball
Holding her feeble knees to her face
Her heart pumped pain through her body
"What will I do without you", she cried
Tears fell from her eyes

Right next to her he sleeps every night
Better conversations with his phone he has
His fingers typed in quick responses of laughter
While she read the Holy Book in pain
Silence was the music that kept them at peace
While tears ran down her pink cheeks

He left her for the woman on the phone
A tight competition of broken word
Texting has become a norm in the house
While she cooks the food demanded in rage
Crippled by fear of the fist
She cries and stirs the pots of pain

Tears of pain fell from her eyes
She talks to the man upstairs every night
About the vile man sleeping next to her
Touching her body with ***** hands
Lusting for her figure and not her heart
She cries in sorrow and waits for tomorrow

Her tears did not fall on the ground
The Man upstairs counted them all
He put them in a bottle
"This too shall pass my dear child"
Tears of Joy fell from her eyes
Because her prayers have been heard
Tintswalo Dec 2013
I am not crying for Mandela the Hero
but for Mandela the Man
I am not crying for Mandela the Politician
but for Mandela the Father
not for Mandela the slave
but Mandela the free man
not for Mandela the jail bird
but for Mandela the liberator of self
not for Mandela the answer to SA's prayers
but for Mandela the doer of the deeds

*May God Comfort South Africa in this great loss
Tintswalo Feb 2014
Poem by Mpontsi Blaquetouch Blaquetouch


u are too high for my tracks
so better find another clique
coz i'm not backing down on my flex

when I first saw u
I knew we weren't gonna be friends
coz thing is; I dnt bow
only God deserves my bow

much as I love and respect
one thing I wont do
is loose myself
while trying to find you

your approval has no weight for me
I can do without it
I don't blame you thou
I blame all of them who gave you glory beyond measure

had they told you the truth
i'm sure your head wud still be intact
now look at how big it has grown
no pillow can house it all
even a one size fit all hat, fails to cover it

I dnt blame you thou
I blame all of them, man pleasers
my prayer for you is;
remember who u are
bring out the person you are behind closed doors,
introduce that person to everyone

who knows they might even love you
love you exactly for who you are

but for now...just find another clique
coz I wont bow nor loose myself while trying to catch you
come to the people's level
then maybe we can talk
as I continue praying.
Tintswalo Dec 2013
were the easiest thing in the world,
how satisfied would our hearts desires be? If it were a subject in school,
how many would pass the degree? Why is it said 2 be blind when it is expressed through
actions? Why is it seen through actions when we only
excercise it through speech? Why is it everlasting,when we still part our separate
ways? Why is good when most of us are too afraid 2 try? Does it really hold no bounds when requirement and
preferance are needed to convince the other? Why does it have no age if i cant be with the one i so
dearly care about because of something both u n i
can never change? Why is it said to be foolish when even the wisest and
mighty fear it? What if it were the key to heaven,how many would
walk through it? What if love were easy?

By; nduduzo k Mbele

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