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Luyolo Mbulawa Jun 2018
I looked at the nightly skies and marvelled at the sight.
For what I saw before me,was the sky kissing the stars.
And oh,how the stars dazzled ever brightly
When they met the loving embrace of sweet darkness.
And all I could think of was-it should've been us.

Me and you,against the world like a pair of villians.
Laughing madly at the chaos and destruction,that our love has left in its path.
But no,the world crushed our dreams,like the weight of gravity which keeps us grounded-
unable to reach the dreams that we had drawn in the sky,with the phantom brushes of our imagination.

How cruel the world is...
Cause we thought that we had a fairytale,but the world drenched our dreams like a bucket of water,
As if to wake up someone unconscious.
And awaken us,it did-cos we were forced to face reality.
Unable to hide the curtain of fantasy,provided by our lofty dreams.

And as we fell deeper into the pits of darkness,
We saw no light at the end of the tunnel.And thus we knew,that the end was near.
Because darkness,is the absence of hope.
And as I saw the light in your eyes die,
I knew that you had given-given up on us.

And even though we had not said "till death do us apart" -this was written in the stars.
Cause what we had,was enough to swallow up seas like unquenchable beast.
What we had was bigger than marriage vows,
Bigger than anything words could ever hope to express.

But the world was against us.
We were like David fighting Goliath,without God on our side.So we had no Higher Power,
Which could help us defeat the giants that we had to overcome.
Because jealousy,insecurities and doubts,were demons that we had to face on our own.

We were supposed to be Romeo and Juliet that would make it.
The ones that would pierce the cloud of tragic love,like the sun during a cloudy day.Thus,transforming it into a fairytale type of love.

And so,as I look at this clear night sky,filled with the smiling auras of the stars.I can't help but think that- it should've been us...
Luyolo Mbulawa Jun 2018
Give me a sign.
Not alot.Just enough for me to see where I stand.
Why are you stringing me along?
Please help me understand.
Cos I am like a puppet,dancing on the palm of your hand.

Continue,lead me on...
Even when my hopes shatter like broken fairytales.
You still won't be wrong.
Cos it's never your fault.
You had no idea what was going on.

And how would you know?
That your every smile,touch and joke-
Dealt me a fatal blow...
But it's not your fault
Cos you didn't know.
So I have to pretend as if I don't feel anything for you, and go with the flow
Luyolo Mbulawa Jun 2018
You are as precious as a jewel.
A product of Mother Nature,
Nothing is as special as you.

Your roots run deep,
Supporting generations of humility.
The shade from your tree,
Is a picnic spot whenever you are with me.

Stay deep,
And let others be shallow.
Be free,
For life isn't like the gallows.

Those who are scared of death,
Forget to live.
While those who cherish each breath.
Have plenty to give.

And your beauty scatters,
Across the plains like sun rays,
Giving rise to beautiful roses,
That pollinate into inspiration.

For you are a muse.
You are North,East,West and South.
You are like the news,
Everyday I wanna hear you out.

For your words,
Are like earthquakes.
Causing cracks to appear in my cold heart.
I hope you never make my heart ache.

For I have grown to love,
The feelings you have awoken within me.
Let us free the doves,
To symbolise the peace we're keeping.
Luyolo Mbulawa May 2018
Fragile heart with a strong mind.
Also blessed with a heart of gold,
That is impossible to find.

Your pressence is like sunshine,
And oxygen to those that need you.
You give hugs and butterflies,
To those who find you beautiful.

When you are excited,
You glow like a sunny morning.
Hiding behind clouds of shyness.

Let's sit on rooftops,
With our shoes off.
And watch our life unfold.

Cos you are a story that remains untold.
Luyolo Mbulawa May 2018
She strips away her clothes,
Like petals from a rose.
Exposing her body and soul.
What she wants,he knows.

But can he really take it all?
All that she is giving to him.
She's given herself to him.
But all he can give her is hesitation.

And his doubt chills her soul,
Colder than the cool air,
As it caresses her naked beauty.

She decides to get dressed,
And leave.
But he stops her.

Realising what a tragedy he committed.
Better to throw caution to the wind,
Than to live life overthinking.
And so he discards his clothes and his fears,
And loses himself in the beauty that is her.
Luyolo Mbulawa May 2018
Opinions are not facts.
No matter how true they seem.
No matter how much you justify them.

Your views and thoughts,
Are yours alone.
Yet you try and impose them on others.
So that you can be in control.

Force and Harmony,
Cannot exist together.
Synthetic and Natural,
Shall never be the same.

What's important to you?
To win an argument and lose a friend?

Difference of opinion,
Can either widen your perspective,
Or narrow your mind.
Luyolo Mbulawa May 2018
Yet our hopes stay the same
Always tryna convince ourselves,
That this time will be different.

Until the same thing happens,
Again and Again.
Repeatedly, we fall.

Yet we dust ourselves up,
And try to move on.
But the dirt clings to us.
Making it harder to get up again.

Everytime we are hurt,
We build up resentment.
Either we blame ourselves or others.

But all in all, people change.
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