Let me in…let me love you…dance with me…

She is 5yrs old

without a sound screaming from the

core of her broken spirit

“Nobody will believe you”: He said

they will say you like ‘Izinto ezimdaka’

with her beautiful murky brown eyes

she smiles with a beam so bright

nobody sees the pain and sorrow she carries within

She is 25yrs old

Listening to your heart beat

Asking me to dance, dance to the never ending song

playing in my soul where only you and my Creator have the floor

if you knew the throbbing sorrow carried by the melody

you would put up your dancing shoes

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Words cannot begin to give enough reason

for the restoration in this soul

With the abolition to all I thought I knew

Living me in momentarily darkness

Haunted with your ghostly appearance

Forcing this soul to see u…hear u…but u won’t do the same

I guess that’s how it is when you expect somethang

without wanting anything

My last first kiss

My feet has left the ground

uncertainties firmly on the soil

infinity pledges from my heart to yours

letting this self float in your arms for time without end

bear foot inflated with harmonious existence

the soothing sound of your name as mine

ME vs. YOU (me vs. me)

I disguised you

Still you reveal yourself

Even in my mind I don’t have control over you

I am known not to have control

Could it be why we are?

Sometimes you look at me

Suddenly I feel naked and I start to blush,

Blushing because in mind for a spilt second

I believed you could see you were there.

In the eye of the Storm...

Left or Right

Up or Down

Which way should I turn?

Each way seems bright enough to see my way through

And yet the questions are still.

Should I find you or

Will you find me?

Do you come in peace?

A part of me has gone cold

A part of me has gone cold

I feel it in the words I spit

A place so dark I cannot see my way through

A part of me has gone cold

I wanna move I cannot stop looking back

02/07/1953-14/02/2012

The phone rang my sister on the other end asking if I have had the NEWS. Already I knew someone was dead however I was not prepared for what came next...she said with a faint voice :"Our father is no more" I don't remember what I said I think I said something like "I hear you I know you wouldn't lie about something like this but I don't believe you" for a couple of days I did not believe it. The news left me numb I didn't even cry. All I kept thinking how could I not feel my dads departure; why am I not feeling his spirit around me; was he in that hurry to leave and what the HELL was he doing there anyway; why didn't he tell me he was going home like he would normally do.Oh by the way all these questions didn't get me anywhere.