Sometimes...
I just pray because I have
Made my own protocol...
Frankly..
I am thirsty for your Call..
Sometimes..
I just feel like I have won
This battle...
No!
I don't like this medal..
I wasn't expecting  'Bronze'..
Pause!
No hands of applause..
Not really that....
I was  expecting 'Gold'
But for me..
That would be a great Goal..
You know that I fully commit myself.
I even gnaw..
Let me just bow..
It seems like I am unfolding
Too much now...

Buven ThePoet

I have a lot of questions..
But I just keep it zipped
Because I always get the wrong
Answers..
If this is a trial..
They might have mistakenly doubled
The duration..
I have burnt my old diary to ashes..
But I just keep on writing
The same notes on the new one.
They say that..
Time heals
Unfortunately they don't have batteries
That would fit in my watch...
My knees are as hard as concrete.
Sometimes..
I run out of words and Just repeat myself..
I wish there was a rocket to get there.
I wouldn't waste too much of my energy with the receptionist...
I would run straight to him..

Buven ThePoet

I locked up my feelings..
Please don't try to convince me..
You won't even relate to what
I am feeling...
Don't be deceived by everything that you see here...
You might hate what you will hear..
Please believe me..
There is no peace here...
You think You have a thing for me?
No!
This is not what you need
believe me..
It is just a passing phase..
I don't hate you..
I just don't want to stain that face..

Buven ThePoet

These are not tattos..
Take a closer look.
My tears dried out!
I thought it was okay to cry
When something hurts..
Until I wiped off my own tears
Make a promise
Keep it not
And see if I would be disappointed.
My heart got broken..
A thousand times.
I am studying the last page of this
Book of Cardiology..
Independence flows within
My vessels.
I don't want to go around and
Give people motivations that
They didn't ask for..
Let me just go straight to the
Department Of Education
And register my Course.
I am not perfect
But my words are different..

Buven ThePoet

I have a lot to say..
Don't have too much empathy
On me..
I swear I'm okay...
Let me just watch my mouth
I respect my mom..
Let me utter what's relevant..
This is not the parliament..

I don't wake up in the morning
And walk like I am modelling
I am doing this for a living..
This is more than 'just a calling'
Don't show me your emergency door
I am not leaving!

Borrow me that plier..
I don't want to be a liar.
I have made a lot of promises
I hate opposites.

I want to sit down one day..
And reconnect the bond,hey!
I want to fulfill everything that
I have promised...
And give all the dusty stuff
Some polish!
So that they never regret my calling!

Buven ThePoet

There are some things
I can't control...
I always knock at your door
But you don't call...
I always smell a different cologne
On your bed...
I always bring you your favourite
Flowers..
But..
No word of mine makes sense
To you..
All zero!
I hate it when you cry..
But you lied!
Something died within me.
Your tears are just salty drops
To me...
I thought you would make me proud
But you broke down the crown..
Thank you for the map..
Your heart is everywhere.
Why would I look for something
That is common?

Buven ThePoet

Thank you for planting
A new seed inside of me..
It is germinating way much
better than alien plants...
I have found a great Shadow.
My calluses are smooth.
What's the secret?
You always come up with a new
Agenda..
Where were you all this time?
You have erased everything..
What is the meaning of 'Pain'
Does it hurt?
Is it bitter?
No No No!
Please close that dictionary..
I am okay on this positive side
Of life..
Let's kneel together and meditate
On his Word...

Buven ThePoet

Don't just hold me tight
Make a room for me in your heart..
I am tired of roaming around hostels
In every season...
I need a permanent crib..
I don't need you to take me out..
I have found what I have been
Looking for..
I was so obsessed with Fiction movies
I didn't know that a candle light dinner was real...
Is this a fantasy World?
Or some sort of a dream?
Please don't wake me up!
I hate it when you smile in Public..
I know I won't blush alone..
I am glad that you always meet me
Half-way...
You appreciate my efforts..
Let's protect this bond..
You're more than a partner to me
Kudos Pal!

Buven ThePoet

Allow me to treat your heart
Right..
I need you to call and tell them
That You alright!
I have no eight pistons
I would give you a ride..
Your privacy and safety
Comes first...
I would walk with you during
The night..
But I have no xenon light..
Worry not..
That's just for now..
Enough with the flood!
Stop dehydrating yourself...
Even if you were wrong
But you deserve no such pain..
You wouldn't have shown them
Your other bitter side..
If they valued your presence..
Disconnect all those old corroded
Chains..
No Varnish!
We are connecting new ones..
You derseve better!

Buven ThePoet

I have lost a lot of people
In my life..
Some are still alive...
Walking graves!
Does it make sense?
Meditate on it..
They lost the signal
We have become complete strangers
The book of reconciliation
Is rare and expensive...
Am I building a foundation on
A wet land?
I don't see any light here!
It is so hard to grow on your own
Why is everybody killing my empathy?
I have learnt how to spell 'betrayal'
At an early age..
I don't have sufficient time to prove
Myself..
I just want to bless myself and everyone
Around me with bliss

Buven ThePoet

I have never met the *****
Before...
But he is helping me to plant
Something productive within me
Bigger!
He is not a cardiologist
But he knows how to mend the heart.
Fully So!
I have learnt a lot of things from him
I am highly motivated!
I always check his updates
And everything...
What a great ***** with good morals!
I am not just a fan
I meditate On his blessed lines..
Good music!
His album is on my first aid kit...
He boosts my Self-esteem...
I have learnt how to work hard
And focus on my goal
Because of his hard work..
He engages positivity and
Ignores insults...
Humble !

Buven ThePoet

I know that you see no ring
On my finger...
But...
I don't need any picture
Of us..
I have captured a lot
of memories..
I am just waiting for blessings.
I am not ashamed of you..
I just don't see anything new..
I am thirsty for real love..
I am breathing.
But I don't feel alive..
You won't see any tears...
I have dragged down
All my fears..
Let me just write a holy letter
And give a proper description..
I am tired of being an option.

Buven ThePoet

My mama send prayers
and hit the clouds for rain
I sow every season
To keep the bag full
I don't want the bloodline
to depend on leftovers
Hatred and betrayal
made me
I hate reminiscences
They don't understand my
language
Because I keep my focus
on what will continue to live
when I am dead
I know the pain of getting into
a battle with no back up
I need pain and poverty to
become extinct in my bloodline..

●○Buven ThePoet●○

No gold chains On..
But then life moves On.
I was just a kid with no toys..
Now I live my choice..
I have never been fake..
Everybody knows this face..
I always keep it real
And feed my dream..
My wallet lost weight
That's why I always go to bed
Late...
I am still drawing the same old
Plan...
My fingers are married to the pen
I always think.
Just to assure that I never run out
Of Ink..
I don't just want to appear on
The big screen..
I need to leave a great history.

Buven ThePoet

My daily thoughts take no break
When the sun rests..
The inner me speaks
The inner me
connects to positivity.
When I have a lot on my plate
They all run away for a piece...
I gnaw and swallow
the bones alone..
My oesophagus asked for a break.
It is hard to control this ship
The wind has my address only..
I just hear throngs whispering
I don't understand their jargon
I need some space
A break from everything
I want to polish up my direction
And do what I do with new,great
and strong courage.

I've been through a lot in Life..
I've never experienced Love.
To me..
Life was rough
Not just rough but tough..
I never thought I could survive..
But I thank God
Because I am still alive..
I have been living through tragedy..
I was never healed by Comedy.
But now
I have just turned everything into jokes..
So that I could never be trapped by stroke..
I don't even wish to go back to that life again..
Because it has no gain..
The place where you end up in is jail..
My favourite thing in Life was Vibe..
I was never a good guy..
But all I believe is that it shall all pass..
And I will be fine..
My Lord opened the ways
No more waste..
I am going to improve..
Because I have a lot to prove..

Buven ThePoet

Can't keep up with a single slice
Less energy..
But I won't backslide
They only focus on the bad side
Red light!
But I will be alright
I have been talking
But I never had a break
Sweet or sour
I just zip it in!
If you don't ask I just give you
a smile
If you sugarcoat I take you out
Don't wipe off my tears when I cry
Just close my eyes
When we cut off a tree we start with
the roots and the big branches won't matter

If you say something bad
about my family
You are the enemy
I will put you on the front
page of our magazine
and protect the legacy
No strangers with negative
intentions in our territory
Sorry!
We decline a toxic story
Nobody messes up with
the bond
Electric!
DON'T!!
We hit the rock inside
and prepare for the World
No matter how hard it was
We always share the gratification

●○Buven ThePoet●○

I hate crying
The sharp razors in my tears
ruin my face
I thought..
I would  never  take any drug
But the system hits the limit
The smile you see on my face
Is not fake nor real
I don't know how to explain it
But just know that I don't feel it!
I always give people hope
That I have not
And guess what ?
They do pull through
I am trying to keep what's 'Confidential'
Confidential..
But poverty attracts broadcast
My dreams sound like dominance
But all I need
Is to take good care  of my territory

Buven ThePoet

I touched your smooth skin
and felt the scars inside
You no longer talk about it
because they wipe off your
tears with a sharp razor
May I not die before
I see you smile
Let me auscultate your heart
I know that there was
something beautiful here
Whoever stole it
Please bury that name  
Allow you and I to create
a new one
I don't expect you to give me
a complete smile
I just need the authority to go
for an extra mile

My room looks like a garden
You were never a burden
I always buy new vases for flowers
You know how to read my diary closed
You are a big enemy of pain
I never get enough of you
Your contacts are on my speed dial
Whatever emergency
I know that you are the ready ride
A ring on my finger will just be
a confirmation to everybody
Because they don't feel what I feel
But I am already satisfied in my own
World
I know that one cannot be perfect
But you happen to be the master piece
of all

I heard a lot of voices
changing gears
Unpleasant...
Choking gas!
You were the only one talking
They were just burning it,smoking!
Not really that I believe in love again
But you made a walk way
You found me
They always ask about the outcomes
Of something that they hate
draining their energy for
You encourage me to keep a close
eye to my savings
You chain yourself to my hard cases
You give life to all the words
That I have read in different books
I know that there are different
flavours out there..
But I am well satisfied here

●○Buven ThePoet●○

I have been searching
Searching and searching..
All around the globe
But nothing gave me hope..
I have learnt and discovered
A lot of things on my own..
I don't mind being alone.
That's why they all conclude
That I am cold..
I need something way much better
Than a big mansion..
A home.
I don't need someone who is perfect
To everyone..
But to me.
I need you to be you
And I will be me..
The real thing between us will match
The puzzle with concrete..

Buven ThePoet

I always remember
What you told me..
You are a great heroine.
Thank you for registering my name
God knows me mama!
I always miss the love and warmth
Under your wings..
I am really grateful that you took me
Out of that Incubator...
I wouldn't be able to smell predators from afar..
I know how to feed and Protect
Myself now..
You always find a way to make me
Smile..
I do...
Need to buy a ticket.
But I am not ready to stand and make
A proper Presentation at home..
I haven't completed my mission Yet.
I made an oath mama...
I need you to plan a weekend getaway and make deposits whenever you want to..
May God Bless the hustle..
I adore you.

Buven ThePoet

I don't want to paint you..
They might fail to resurrect you.
You won't understand the type
Of hardship I am going
Through...
Even if you felt the pain too.
I have a  touching background..
But!
I won't talk about it until I get
The courage to say..
"I am good now!"
I always call and check up
On them..
Though I know that
There's nothing that I can do.
I do not have enough gastric juice
To help me digest everything here..
My Lord...
Help me!
I don't want to exhale smoke from
My nostrils But the Stainless Steel
pipes...

Buven ThePoet

She asked for starched papers..
I changed my pass codes..
I thought she was a gold digger..
I bought her flowers...
She gave me a half-smile..
I asked her out On a date
And introduced her to expensive
Dishes...
She shot no pic for Insta.
I asked if she could sleep over..
She kept on walking away...
I insisted!
She obeyed..
I rode my hands all over her body..
I heard her stomach groaning..
I nearly licked blood..
I payed attention to everything.
She wanted nothing fancy
But the satisfaction of her needs
And inner happiness..
She pulls up her handbrake so hard
When it comes to impressing the World
Whereas the box is empty inside..
I was too forward and immature..
I am dropping down the fake profile!

Buven ThePoet

My eyes are always on my watch
But I always miss my lunch
Punctuality!
It's no madness
I am trying to fuel up my progress
I do what feels right to me
No doubt about my speech
My mama taught me good morals
If I fail to achieve something
I blame no one
Because the World has enough
for everyone
There are a lot of eggs that hatched
Before time in my life
I had to grow up
and pull up the heavy ropes
It is not easy to get what everyone
Is looking for on the street
But the stamina needs
good maintenance
For a clean and successful hustle

●○Buven ThePoet●○

Let me hit this straight
Please concentrate...
I was trying to get the motivations
And all...
But I never heard him preaching..
I was still thinking..
I thought I was happy
Until you popped up again
In my life...
Are you trying to own my heart?
What is it that you stole
Within me?
I always feel alive and new
In your presence..
I thought...
'Walking separate ways'
Would make us different!
Guess what..
I was just preparing myself for us
Let's just build this special thing
Together between us...
And be who we are.

I know that happiness
comes first
But if it doesn't fill your
tummy then I think you
are just wasting your time
You want to have a good life
but you don't want to get your
hands *****
Everybody hates a bad odour
You will always sleep thirsty
We don't just pray
We get up and try again
the next day
The world won't hear you
until you say something with
great confidence
Build yourself
and choose your own bricks

We  didn't choose this..
We had a lot of dreams
We expected no continental drift.
We hate these thorns all over
Our bodies..
There was no other choice..
We had to adapt fully to this new
Environment...
You always see a smoke
In our eyes...
There are a lot of things burning
Inside!
They always hit the rock and find
Water inside..
How is that possible?
We go straight to the sea
But...
We find no drop of water!
May somebody please check
If the clock is not stuck..
This desert is too dry and hot...

Buven ThePoet

I need your presence..
Don't cry when I cry.
I am not an infant
But I need a shoulder to
Cry on...
May you hold this candle
For me until dawn..
I need you trust me and believe
In what you don't see...
I am living In a different World
Please hold my hand..
This vision is too hard to explain.
I know your stomach hurts..
So is mine.
Let's do this together and prove
Your real love to me now
On these withered leaves..
Every soul that will introduce
Itself when the leaves are
favoured by the new environment..
They will be considered as
Acquaintances..

Buven ThePoet

Is that a tear In your eye?
Oh!
Sorry...Hi
Are you sure that you don't want
To take a walk...
Because it seems like there is
Something wrong..
I am not trying to replace anybody
Here...
I just want to take you there..
I know how you feel..
But you can trust me
I need you to hike up to the hill..
Just make sure that you heal.
You might have had good times
And all...
With whoever that you captured
Memories with...
But if their heart is somewhere else
Now..
You have to understand and adapt
To the new environment..

Buven ThePoet

I know that your lips
Are shining...
But not really shining..
Your leaves withered..
You always smile and pretend
Like everything is okay..
My pupils are in a good condition.
I know that you have your own
Heart desires..
But you always put me first..
I always feel your shadow on my face
In the middle of the night...
Your wing is warm inside
But Cold outside..
Your intestine has no visible hole.
I can hear your stomach groaning
From afar...
But you always sacrifice and keep
Your real love for me.
So that I may never go to bed hungry..
I wish I was an antelope..
I would be walking and doing everything
By myself now..

Buven ThePoet

I have been trying
to think straight
But whatever I say
nobody relates
I thought I would see blood
in my wound
But just pills that my body rejected
If I wasn't an aloe in this environment
I would have withered a long time ago
I care not about my age
I have completed a lot of life assignments
I don't have enough time to sleep
I change my walk at night
Defence mechanism!
I am looking for a life time blessing

Dear Unborn..
The keys are with me..
I have a lot of bullets here.
But I am not ready to shoot..

Be patient..
I am still preparing and gathering something for you...
This long weird scar.
Proves something..
Bravery I think
You might not survive..

I am not trying to be a hero
But I have to take each and every
Stone thrown upon me..
To pave and build a strong foundation
For you...

I will save everything..
Please don't cry..
Just study the notes and prepare
Something great for the next generation..

●○Buven●○

A good night wish
Is no good night with
An empty stomach...
Don't give me your fake smile
When we bump into each other
And tell me that you miss me..
Whereas you know that you don't
Answer my calls when I need you.
You always check my updates
So that you can weigh the respect
You want to give me..
Don't cry when I am no more
You might need more of that energy
For your show off!
I know the pain of watching
The people you love
Go to bed hungry...
I am hitting the rock!
Utter no touching speech
To prove your empathy in my
Presence...
Bring forth something touchable

Buven ThePoet

The time will come.
For you to cut off
The umbilical cord...
The bond will die
And resurrect..
One way or another
Independence has to be engaged.
I know how it feels to always
Think about your offspring
Before you fill your Own tummy up..
I have seen the scars and spears
On your back...
Thank you for being my Shield.
It is time I stepped on the coals
And thorns that you have been
Protecting me from all these years.
I was too young to understand your riddles...
Now I know how to match the puzzles..

Buven ThePoet

That's not where you belong
You always cry and walk
In the dark alone..
Are you waiting for them
To change?
Don't you think that you are
Just irrigating the pain?
They don't listen to your 'No'
It drags down your self-esteem
Low!
They don't plan anything with you
Boom!
Everything is just out of the blue
They are taking advantage of your
Deep smile
Disengage pro bono!
Don't put thorns in your heart
Not everybody is poisonous
Just ask before you open the door

You are very strong and wise
but you run around one circle..
Why do you open doors for those
that have hurt you before when
you are desperate?
How many broken and repeated
promises in your waste bag?
Do you have a future
picture of yourself ?
They always draw it for you with
a pencil and erase everything after
mining the minerals that they have
been looking for in your life.
It is hard to oppose the wind direction
But your heart must pump with ease
You will hate people and and take
unwanted steps
If you need no salty drops
on your face..

Don't hide your stretch marks
You are doing just fine..
It is oily
But I find it more attractive..
Raw as it is!
Put no dust on it..
What's in your heart?
Let me listen to your pulse..
Wow!
I am so proud..
You won't let me down..
I have no doubt.
Let me note this down.
I thought I would be
In this hole forever..
Thank You for pushing
In the ladder..
I can feel the difference..
I promise I won't keep any distance..

Buven ThePoet

It's not just a red and white
It says something about
The renewal of love
It was just a ******* and
beautiful rose with no roots at first
You prolonged the lifespan
of my heart
I am a good cook
But I am used to having two extra
hands mixing up the recipe
from behind now
The nights are short in winter
with you on my bed side
I only have one room of loyalty
I won't put you on the side
My daddy said I should keep
and give my all to the one behind
my everyday smile
You will receive an important call
soon
Naku rhandza..

●○Buven ThePoet●○

You don't have to talk...
Just demonstrate that walk.
Who taught you how to finger
These keys..
You know how to command your
Motion..
I know that
I can trust you with my heart..
You know how to ring the bell..
It is not fragile.
But you treat it like your first
offspring..
I had no interest in 'night Talks'
But you introduced me to
Different owls..
I value every second with you..
You're making a big difference.

Buven ThePoet

If I had the authority
I would create my own alphabets..
They have been lied to..
So many times.
Some have used the bricks of lies
To build up their foundations..
No word of romance is valid
To them...
Love is a myth in their world...
I do...
Understand and feel their pain.
No matter how hard you try
To squeeze yourself in..
Your words won't find a match in
Their puzzles...
When you try to persuade them..
They just cry and think of blisters..
I am still building a 'rocket of trust'
I need to arouse the pleasure  
And give every aorta the opportunity
To pump bliss...

She sang the song twice..
I couldn't even say 'Nice'
I was a bit hypnotized
Something was glowing in
Her eyes...
All the words she uttered
Were valid...
Hits different!
I took my time and listened
To her easing voice..
And I was like
Oh yeah!
This is a raw medication
For the whole year..
She always start the conversation
With what I do best..
Positive!
I thought I was a loser
Until she introduced me to the
Other better side of Life..
Hallelujah

Buven ThePoet