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 Feb 2020 Bongani G-kay
Christina
i met you
as the leaves fell
and the sky turned grey

the world grew cold
as my heart turned warm

i missed you
as the leaves grew back
and the sky turned blue

the world grew warm
as my heart turned cold
 Feb 2020 Bongani G-kay
Hlengiwe
I'm a hypocrite
I can feel it running in my veins
Hypocrisy that is in my DNA
Making me lunatic
Hear me as I preach
Watch me as I oppose my words
Observe my actions
You'll see me stabbing your back
Then make you feel the guilt
As I am praised
Your trust becomes dust
Easly blown out of my life
By my duster in my control
I'll laugh with you
Never will I cry with you
Your tears mean nothing to me
But my success
should mean everything to you
I'm a chronic manipulator
Always playing the victim
You got played
A brief description
There you are
pretty as a picture
the perfect life
you eat amazing food!

Thank you for sharing
Your private thoughts
Your personal contacts
how you shop
where you travel
Where you work

You gave me permission
To control you
when you signed up
to play that game
the game that tells you
which Brady Bunch Kid
Is most like you

a small price to pay
for your ignorance
you are not alone
two billion idiots
myself included
You can download everything you've ever posted on Facebook. It is shocking when you come to the reality that you gave all these companies permission to spy on your "private" life.
 Aug 2019 Bongani G-kay
Jon York
You walked
          back  into  my  life
                    for the
            second time like
                  you had
          always lived there,
              like my heart
      was a home built just
                    for you.

            Here  I  was. . .
            thinking
            magic didn't really
            exist,
            and now that's
            all I see
             when I
             look  at  you.

            And in
            the middle
            of my chaos
            there
            you are.
And  in  your  eyes  is a  beautiful  poem                                                                  ­                    Jon York   2019
Days pass by
Unattentive and dry
Every night,
A cry for help

Lost my faith,
Drifted away
Every day,
Dread becomes clear


I can’t write
Can’t keep a diary of sorrows
Fill the pages with my tears
Materializing my fears
I used to write in agonizing detail, periods of my life when I go through difficult trials. But now in this time, I feel to tired even to do that.
 Aug 2019 Bongani G-kay
Ashari Ty
existing is exhausting
still wonder
why i haven't stopped.
 Aug 2019 Bongani G-kay
Anon
All I feel is sadness, anger and pain.
It's really beginning to drive me insane.

Sometimes I start to cry,
and no, I don't know why.

People want to understand
and take me by their hand.

They say it's going to be okay.
Turns out that's all they can say.
 Aug 2019 Bongani G-kay
Cody
For you to truly open up the door and welcome yourself in has to be the greatest achievement and this is where your story begans.
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