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Kgolagano Tshela Sep 2017
At the back of the back yard there was a small alluring flower flourishing. Always trying its best to glow in order to be noticeable.
Ever trying its first-rate to be as soulful as probable, remarkably that someone can lay their eyes on and take care of it but instead people kept on striding on it for it wasn't a plural one but singular.
It was divergent
Nobody understood it.
Nobody understood where it was materialize, so they kept on striding on it hoping for it to decease but it didn't.
It kept on rising like Maya Angelou once said:
You may **** me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
It kept on rising and rising to a point it got tired
It got tired of always trying without any appreciation and it suddenly lost everything it had.
It lost its colour.
It lost its leaves.
Its seeds kept on falling.
And that was the end of it oh well let me rephrase it, it was thought as the end of it.
It was thought as a deceased flower and those who wanted it deceased were glad.  
But came along someone it’s been longing for.
That someone picked up on all of the seeds and planted them, took care of the flower but because the flower thought of itself as dead it didn't want come back to life.
And that's what she thought of herself, a deceased flower that will never come back to life, which will never rise again.
He really tried proving to her that she can rise again but it was hard for her to believe cuz of her experiences of people always striding on her and not appreciating her.
It was hard for her to love herself but even at times she couldn't love herself he loved her secretly.
And the time he spoke his heart to her all she could think of was him being one of the people who once strode on her.
Even though he haven't strode on her, his past made her think that he might. So she kept on rejecting him.
However the rejection didn't stop him.
It made him stronger.
He kept on trying.
He went milestones just to show her how much he loved her and that's when she gradually fell for him, that’s when her mind started fighting with her heart.
Her mind was telling her not to fall for him because of his past.
But her heart was telling her to forget about his past, accept him the way he is and give him a chance to become the person he wants to be.
She followed her heart and analyzed her mind and through the analysis she realized that her mind was filled with all the negative words she's been hearing from people about his past instead of his words.
Then she stopped listening to people but him and that's when her heart and mind fell into an agreement and that's when she gave him a chance to have her heart.
Calling back to mind, the flower didn't want come to life but it ended up being happy to come back to life because of someone. Now it is as beautiful and colourful as it was before. It is alive.
She is alive.
Everyday she falls for him.
Everyday she realise that he is the one she wants to grow old with.
Everyday she prays to the one Above to protect them in their relationship.

This one is for you Phemelo Mokwele.I know I might not be the perfect girlfriend but I just wanna thank you for appreciating, accepting and loving me for who I am.
Your love has truly given me the biggest strength in the world
SoAverage Feb 2021
I don't  think  on  this  earth  there's  perfect  partner  for me even if he was there  I dont think he will  be part  of my life  .  Phemelo Sparkling Dime

We so young but we're  afraid to feel anything
Numb to the belief that the universe set out a script  that inspired the stories of  Cupit to aim for the stars  instead struck a heart  

Lonely and sad waiting on a glimpse of a chance  
That the universe will aline and find what you're looking for

Setting the scenario for two people to catch eye contact with one another souls in the middle of the mass

Buzzing with busy people caught up  in their own problems to care

In the middle of that sand of confusion
Everything makes senses

That nothing else matters  except for this moment

The gruesome truth is that in a generation of emotionless  people  moving  through the  motions
Is that angels fall and cupit is drunk on his love affairs  

Possibility of him aiming  for the stars is a misconception instead his arrow landed on our eyes  leaving us blind

Call it falling  in love
Maybe we just fear to let  go of  our  hearts  and watch it fall  to the ground of eternal pain and break

Soul mates who mated with the souls of others leaving them hurt , broken and in pain  trying to pass on the the pain to other  so they can feel the same heartbreak saying they have feelings
Looting each other like sells men of  deception in the name  of love

Filled with greed and envy cursing love cause we don't love we know the pain from wanting it and never receiving  it

Using each other in order to fulfil ones needs while tearing each other apart  in the process

While Cupit watches from his  one room   apartment   drinking his poison watching us film ******* instead of making  love

Hoping we feel the pain cause he also loved someone but forever was just a name

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